#traindrama

[joelbenjamin528]

Any of you ever encounter that one lady that look like she's about something but just extremely rude bumping you out of the way to try and get on the train wow so rude SMH.... Also why is the train away so damn packed I know it's rush but damn. #traindrama #joelbenjamin #mcspookism #joelbenjamin528 (at Times Square, New York City)

[joelbenjamin528]

Part 1 Rude ass lady on train for 2017 SMH Don’t let these demonic people kill yah vibes for 2017.

#joelbenjamin #mcspookism #nicholasbk #nicholasbrooklyn #joelbenjamin528 #traindrama

[sassyscenebitch]

So me and my mum are coming back from Birmingham on the train (first time) and we literally haven't sat down since 10.30. I saw two free seats in the next carriage so I went for them thinking my mum was behind me, only as soon as I sat down I saw someone else planting her arse next to me. I looked in horror that my mum was still stuck on the other side, as the doors closed she just waved and laughed at my panic

[on-therighttrack]

Sixteen

Dear Future Isa,

…dary.

That reminds me, today’s breakfast was chocolate and cheese. You got it from Spar, which is oddly more popular in Europe than in England. It’s very odd to see shops like that (and Tesco) when you’re away from home, because they’re like a weird reality check. You sometimes have to do a double take to remind yourself where you are, like: “Yes this is a shop I know. But no, it’s not THE shop I know.”

Heh, it’s weird.

Anyway, I’ll continue running through the odd chain of events that made up today. After your non-traditional but very delicious breakfast, you stayed on the green by the Vienna metro station for a couple of hours, chatting and doing Sudoku. There were quite a few bugs around, but that might’ve just been because they thought you were a flower (you were wearing yellow and you smell.)

OH THAT REMINDS ME. I forgot to talk about the biggest disappointment of the trip so far, which occurred yesterday. Basically, after trying Apple Strudel you decided you needed so much more of it in your life and in your stomach, so as part of dinner yesterday you bought a new chocolate flavoured one. It looked sooooo good. You got back to the hostel and you and Rosie both tore off large-ish chunks to devour BUT THEN you realised with horror that what you were tasting was not chocolate but something else.

(It actually wasn’t that bad, it was poppyseed and honey. You quite liked it really. Rosie did not. There were probably actual tears.)

BUT ANYWAY.

Later on, you got on the metro and then got on the train to Budapest. *cue George Ezra*

The train journey was probably the best so far. It was really quiet, and you were sat opposite two girls about your own age, who were doing a similar kind of trip to yours, so even though you didn’t talk that much, it was still a comfort. You watched Into The Woods with Rosie, which was great, and you’re not just saying that because of Anna Kendrick, although her presence was most definitely a contributing factor.

As you approached Budapest, the blistering heat turned into a dramatic dark sky which you travelled towards, and then into. The clouds above you were so dark they were most black, and once the rain started, it did not want to stop. For the last half hour or so of the journey, there were flashes of lightning every twenty seconds or so, which were pretty much the most impressive you’ve ever seen. As you got off the train, the storm got stronger and stronger, which was really exciting considering all you’ve seen for the past two weeks is sunshine (except for some brief drizzle in Amsterdam.) It rained pretty much nonstop for the rest of the day, but you didn’t mind because Hungary seems to be beautiful regardless of the weather.

After some faffing around with trying to book the night train (unsuccessfully), and hunting for a loo (successfully, although it’s weird paying 130 of a currency in order to pee,) you got to the hostel.

Yeah, there are quite a few forints to the pound, and it messes with your head a little bit.

This hostel’s a lot smaller than all the others, and therefore more social. You quite like it here so far :)

Tonight, you went and ate burgers at the restaurant next door and then made a plan - you’d been told you could only book the aforementioned night train from the station it leaves from, which is on the other side of the city. Since you have to reserve seats/beds, you decided the sooner you got it sorted, the better, so you headed over to the station.

The phrase “headed over” seems so casual in comparison to what actually happened. You took a tram, then a metro, then rode THE WHOLE LENGTH of another metro line to get there, only to be told you just need to book on the night. Basically, an hours’ travelling for not much :’) but oh well, you guys laughed a lot during this expedition, especially at the suddenly hilarious station names - “Janos Pal Papa,” anyone?

Okay this got long.

(Like the dicks at the Freud Museum)

SORRY FOR ALL THE CAPITALS

Past Isa (09/06/15)

[lillianancheta]

Things I hear on public commutes.

" I'm breaking my own f@&*$ heart by waiting for you to show signs of interest."

[aznplayershirlz]

So when I left my workplace, I was walking to the train station. As I started walking down the stairs, I saw a man, who dressed like Ne-Yo behind me. He was sort of dancing and blasting music. He seemed like a cute figure. I just continued my way down the stairs and when I was by the turnstile, I heard a voice behind me and it was him. He was like Hi, my name is (I forgot LOL) and whats yours with his hand extended outward. I said shirley and shook his hand but took out my metro, swiped in and left him there. He said some words that I could not understand but I went down another set of stairs to the downtown trains and went towards a populated area. Little did I know, he swiped in and danced his way to me. He was like hey hey you, are you Filipino? and I said what, really do I look like it? (i wish i was) and he said well you're definitely Asian, but yes no Filipino? because I had a girlfriend who was. I said maybe. and turned away. I knew he wanted to keep talking but I kept quiet. He asked, so you hit the gym? He probably asked that because I was wearing Addias pants with a hoodie. I said nah, I'm a nerd. He responded saying, Oh I had plenty of nerdy girlfriends. I became aggravated because I was not in the mood to talk. So I just shot at him saying, dude I have a boyfriend as I heard the train approaching. Startled as he was, he was like Oh,... really.. okay well nice meeting you as we departed with a handshake.

As I went into the train cart, I dreamt of my significant other grabbing him back and giving him a killer glare to back the fuck off. 

Well sorry for my bland responses Mr. Ne-Yo dude, you caught me at a bad time.