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Completely Underwhelmed writes, "I was on a bus the other day when a man got on wearing shorts, over what looked like greeny grey leggings. Then the stench hit me. The 'leggings' were a mass of open wounds, crusted with greenish solidified pus that flaked off in bits as he moved."

What's the worst public transport experience you've ever had?

(, Thu 29 May 2008, 15:13)
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Kennington nightmares
As most of you London B3tans will know, the Northern Line of the tube often terminates half way down at Kennington where you are expected to get off and get another train to carry on your journey south.

A few years ago, I was sitting on such a train, engrossed in a book. I think that I had been out on the sauce the night before as I was a bit dozy and in my own world. I was not paying any attention when the train stopped, the guard announced the everyone should get off and that the train was terminating here. I also failed to notice everyone actually getting off.

A few minutes later, as the train was still sitting there some guy tapped on the window and shouted to me that it was terminating. Just as my mind comprehended what he was going on about the doors went beep beep beep and I knew that I was in trouble.

As the train pulled away, my would be saviour and I stared at each other through the glass. He could see the terror in my eyes. I suddenly had visions of the train being parked up in a tunnel for the night and the lights being turned off. I was going to get eaten by mutant rats, alone in the dark where no-one could hear my screams.

A few minutes into the journey to hell, the train stopped in the middle of a tunnel and just sat there for 10 minutes. I just stood there in the middle of the carriage, waiting for the lights to go out. I worked out my route to the nearest alarm so that I could make it there in the dark.

After 10 minutes I was litteraly about the pull the alarm and the train started again and out we popped back into Kennington station heading North.

As soon as the doors opened, I fell out, gasping for breath, sweating and shaking. My ordeal was over.

The moral of the story is: when the guard says get off the train, do it!
(, Thu 29 May 2008, 16:56, 4 replies)
I had a similar experience on the DLR once
Although while we were waiting to be transported to safety the driver made us hide because she said if anyone spotted us on the train she's lose her job.
(, Thu 29 May 2008, 17:06, closed)
Don't want to worry you
But the section of track you were in, known as the "Kennington Loop" is reputed to be haunted:

en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Kennington_Loop
(, Thu 29 May 2008, 17:12, closed)
That was probably me
Quote from wikipedia: "Drivers who have been sitting alone on the train for several minutes have recalled how they would hear the sounds of the doors opening between the carriages, as if someone was walking through the carriages towards them."

Surely that would just be poor souls like me who forgot to get off.
(, Thu 29 May 2008, 17:16, closed)
I think
you might be onto something there.
(, Thu 29 May 2008, 17:17, closed)

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