Why I temporarily go off the Indian railways
Another post about transport in India? Probably, because I have frequently traveled from A to B lately. But especially because this is taking its toll [people talking to me in Hindi etc] :-]
A gradual split-up with the Indian railway began on my way from Sanchi. The passenger train was quite packed and slow. Funnily enough, there are people who are able to do unimaginable thing at spots not large enough for standing. Playing cards, for instance:-]
An attempt to make up came in Bophal. But after 2-hour queuing I learnt I would be no. 90-150 on a waiting list. And I had 3 clever alternatives at hand! I was to enthusiastic about another all-night squat. I am not a penniless student any longer and my knee does not seem to benefit a lot from the crouching corpse position nights.
Changing to buses was not harmless. There was no direct connection from Bhopal to Jalgaon, so a transfer to Indore followed. The bus was even worse than the train. Too many people on too tiny a place. I ventured one more train journey. Indore-Khandwa, stopping train, 3 hours delay. But I was lucky to get a berth. And the conductor didn`t give a damn so I got for an old rope. I also managed to do my old ‘wrong car’ trick again. No falling down this time. I found the right car at the next stop, including my rucksack. No one seemed to have noticed the rucksack lacks a carrier during the 20 minutes. No new owner applied, so it was up to me again. Thanks God.
I waited for a delayed and overcrowded fast train in Khandwa. I arrived in Jagaon solemnly around noon. I have not seen a train ever since.
Koukám, že jsi se do toho psaní i cestování v novém roce vrhnul střemhlav. To jsem zvědavá, jak dlouho ti ten elán vydrží :O).
A taky si šetři korunky, protože tak na 99% prohraješ tu sázku. Ale co bys neudělal pro své zdraví, ne??!!
Pravda, pravda, ani nestacime komentovat, jezdis a pises jako zbesily. To mam teda radost, ze je Tvuj blog uz docela dlouhy. :-] A z dobravy si nic nedelej, my jsme tuhle jeli autem z fotbalku na pivko, horko tam bylo… no hruza.
Beztak ty nohy jednou vezmes a zahodis je na smetak. Myslim, ze ti jednou nafackujou… A kounky si setri taky na Australii, nektere veci jsou tu pekne drahe!
A co stop? Ja myslel, ze cestovani poloha “skrcence”je tvoje oblibena tak moc nefrasni!
Jednou cestou z Maďarska jsem zažil podobnou jízdu vlakem (pamětníci budou vědět), tudíž chápu tvou hořkost. Nicméně, já byl namáčklej na dveře od hajzlu a můžu ti říct, že když se na další zastávce jali nastoupit 3 cyklisti i s výbavičkou, byl jsem na ně trošičku hrubý :-) Čili Evropa nebo Asie lidí je na světě jak sraček. Hezkej víkend. Jo, sice pozdě, ale přece “Marry Christmas and Heavy Metal”! Jarek
Hele Petěrko, nemáš už zase nějak moc dlouhé vlasy??!! Nemyslíš, že by to chtělo změnu? :0))
Jo, a od kdy studuješ botaniku?? No ale fotky máš pěkný!!
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tohle pro anglany
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No, jednou takhle sedic namacknuta v ulicce na zemi ve francouzskym vlaku zacnu konverzaci s pani vedle a ta se me na zaklade meho akcentu pta, odkud jsem. Rikam, ze s Cech a ona na to: “Tak to vam ani nevadi, ze to je plny, ne, u vas je to takhle furt, vy musite bejt zvykla?!” Tak si tam Peterko nehraj na zapadaka, co je zvyklej na prazdny vlaky ;-)