Public Transport Trauma
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)
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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Maybe not the worst
A few years ago, me and 2 of my mates were in Berlin for a week before heading to the Munich Beer Festival.
On the Saturday afternoon we went out and saw a bit of the city in our hungover state. We were on the U-Bahn coming back into the city centre and the train stopped on the outskirts and what can only be described as a bag lady got on, with the most scraggy, manky looking dog I have ever seen.
Anyway, about 10 minutes later, the baghag starts shouting randomly in German, then proceeds to vomit all over the train floor, if this wasn't bad enough, the dog immediately starts to eat the sick. Cue several Germans trying to exit the carriage, while we stared incredulously at a malnourished dog tucking into a puddle of sick. The combined stench of the old crone, her dog and sick was possibly the worst smell I've ever known and it took a big effort to stop the previous night's beer and kebabs making a return journey.
As for length, who knows, no one was close enough to guess.
( , Thu 29 May 2008, 17:32, Reply)
A few years ago, me and 2 of my mates were in Berlin for a week before heading to the Munich Beer Festival.
On the Saturday afternoon we went out and saw a bit of the city in our hungover state. We were on the U-Bahn coming back into the city centre and the train stopped on the outskirts and what can only be described as a bag lady got on, with the most scraggy, manky looking dog I have ever seen.
Anyway, about 10 minutes later, the baghag starts shouting randomly in German, then proceeds to vomit all over the train floor, if this wasn't bad enough, the dog immediately starts to eat the sick. Cue several Germans trying to exit the carriage, while we stared incredulously at a malnourished dog tucking into a puddle of sick. The combined stench of the old crone, her dog and sick was possibly the worst smell I've ever known and it took a big effort to stop the previous night's beer and kebabs making a return journey.
As for length, who knows, no one was close enough to guess.
( , Thu 29 May 2008, 17:32, Reply)
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