Our Munich train left on time from Salzburg. There was extra security around and passport checks as we boarded. Our first stop was at Freilassing, Germany. There I caught sight of refugees awaiting entry into Germany. Two large groups in a queue that didn't seem to be going anywhere fast. Across the tracks I spotted children playing with the tape that marked their area. Men on their phones. Women sat down. They looked patient but tired but within a few minutes our train steamed ahead to Munich, a mere 2 hours away. I wondered how long their journey had been.