The thing they don't tell you about international business travel is that it is, on the whole, pretty faceless boring and lonely. Going as a group isn't, obviously, until everyone goes back to their rooms in the strange knowledge that if it were not for the trip you'd never choose to sleep near each other.

On your own you get to stay in an anonymous hotel near a station and eat whatever the nearest kitchen makes. A table for one please.

Without a phone or a book you would stare aimlessly into space waiting to be served so you could eat and just leave.

That said the cafe pictured is pleasant enough and I have eBay auctions to watch. I'm selling, so it's good when the price goes up.