ar.
right, we're just wandering around awaiting this phonecall.. exploring the smelly area.
somewhere there mid-day the phone rings, finally.
we get the directions and choose to leave at once
/takes us to the train station and we're on our way to Jumna.
not having a ticket nor the money to buy one we still decide that we should really just get on this train and be on our
way to destination "*x".
the journey will take about 4 hours so does the man who sits at the other side of this traincoupe says.
I already felt more uncomfortable blackriding this train not knowing what the penalty for this act'll be.
But the situation proved that we gotten this far already and so im not gonna be the stresschicken here.
Im having hasjies and weed on me (this area wont pass by unseen in a better state of mind).
not that im planning on throwing this away it does trouble me more than not having a ticket on me..
//
2 hours later, a man enters the train's coupee, "tickets please!" oh fX!
we get off our asses and try to just walk away from this but the only way out seems to be passed this guy..
so that what we tryed, we walked by him and again he jelled "tickets please" to us.
We explained we didnt have no ticket, and he didnt want to believe we didnt have no (or little) money on us.
even worse, he wanted us to get off with him at the next stop. for us the situation got a bit too risky and drops of sweat
shortly showed up at quite every place on our body.
things get even worse when 3 police man enter the small room where we have been taken to.
knowing what i've got in me pocket i just wanna get outta here!
the police man starts talking loud towards the trainman, and further discussion takes place outside, and for a moment,
they seem to have forgotten about us.
We look at eachother, what are we gonna? ah.. !.. fXC!
theres a back door! check if its open..
it is, it is!, rights lets get away from this place as fast as possible..
and we run away, my heartbeat at this moments reaches a new personal record but thats the last thing i worry about.
blablablanotinteresting
z.o.z.
somewhere there mid-day the phone rings, finally.
we get the directions and choose to leave at once
/takes us to the train station and we're on our way to Jumna.
not having a ticket nor the money to buy one we still decide that we should really just get on this train and be on our
way to destination "*x".
the journey will take about 4 hours so does the man who sits at the other side of this traincoupe says.
I already felt more uncomfortable blackriding this train not knowing what the penalty for this act'll be.
But the situation proved that we gotten this far already and so im not gonna be the stresschicken here.
Im having hasjies and weed on me (this area wont pass by unseen in a better state of mind).
not that im planning on throwing this away it does trouble me more than not having a ticket on me..
//
2 hours later, a man enters the train's coupee, "tickets please!" oh fX!
we get off our asses and try to just walk away from this but the only way out seems to be passed this guy..
so that what we tryed, we walked by him and again he jelled "tickets please" to us.
We explained we didnt have no ticket, and he didnt want to believe we didnt have no (or little) money on us.
even worse, he wanted us to get off with him at the next stop. for us the situation got a bit too risky and drops of sweat
shortly showed up at quite every place on our body.
things get even worse when 3 police man enter the small room where we have been taken to.
knowing what i've got in me pocket i just wanna get outta here!
the police man starts talking loud towards the trainman, and further discussion takes place outside, and for a moment,
they seem to have forgotten about us.
We look at eachother, what are we gonna? ah.. !.. fXC!
theres a back door! check if its open..
it is, it is!, rights lets get away from this place as fast as possible..
and we run away, my heartbeat at this moments reaches a new personal record but thats the last thing i worry about.
blablablanotinteresting
z.o.z.