After nearly three hours of sub-30mph speed, the landscape has become more cultivated, and the train is now travelling at more than 70mph. I'm not sure if this will claw back any of the 30 minutes late we are now running, but there's a museum I want to go to that closes early this afternoon.

I've come this afternoon to Sighișoara, where I first came on one misty morning in September 1983.