h2g2 The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy: Earth Edition

water from the tap on a british train?
Good job you had lots of vodka to kill of the nasties in it!!

brave person

Not weird, but kinda geeky cool, I once caught a train to london and ended up talking to the guy who was the cheif engineer and designer or summats for Meccano! Cool job

well, the idea of codka barman is that you pour a glass of vodka and a glass of water, then move them round a few times so your opponent doesn't know which is which. Your opponent then picks a glass, boith of you down the clear liquid you have, and whichever one had the vodka becomes the barman, and so on and so forth. Fortunately I'd had so much vodka from the time I got the water that I couldn't tell if it was nasty or not...

I was on a train from Bordeaux to Lyon in July, 2000...There I ran into a guy who pegged my girlfriend (now my wife) and I as Americans and came over to sit down.

He was also American, and was playing exhibition American football in Austria. He offered us a bottle of white Zinfendel to pass around, getting around the problem of the cork by pushing it into the bottle.

He then pulled out his front tooth (a fake, obviously) and took a swig, then offered it to us, all while pontificating on the idea that the Europeans were decent people, but no one knew how to cook.

Not my best story from that summer, but the best on a train.

I was on a bus once when we rounded a bend and came across stray cattle. The driver got out his mobile phone and telephoned his mother to ask her to let the farmer know his cattle were causing a hazard to road users.

I was on a train once (which was, amazingly, on time!) and a woman got on and sat down next to me, then she got up and went to the toilets, she reappeared about 15 mins later, and had changed her clothes and put her hair up. Then she did her nails, and then asked me to get her walkman out of her bag for her so that she wouldn't ruin her nails!

First time I'd ever been on a plane the pilot (who sounded drunk) announced -
"sorry about the delay in taking off, errrrr and the errrrr heat,it's just that we cant find the errrrr........thing"

TSF

wqhich reminds me, when I went on holiday at christmas, we came inb to land, appeared to drive round the airport several times, then the captain, who had one of those magnificently vague upper class accents like a certain breed of university lecturer came on:

"Hello, this is your British Airways captain again, I hope you enjoyed your flight, I certainly did. As you probably noticed we have landed at logan Airport in Boston, Massacussets and a very nice airport it is too. We're currently driving round the airport trying to find a parking space as someone from United Airlines appears to have parked in ours without permission. We apologise for the inconvenience and so, I assume, do United Airlines"

I was sitting on a train around Xmas time, coming home from London. the carrige was fairly crowded, ans the Young Lady opposite me had obviously been to an office party (friends helping her onto the train, little party dress, those kind of clues) she fell asleep soon after we set off, and started to 'dream'.....and WHAT a dream!!! she began to touch herself in a VERY personal way, Moaning and groaning all the while, gaining more and more interest from the other passengers....she 'finished' with a very loud scream, waking herself up in the process, realised what she had done, Shrugged, a little embarressed, smiled at the rest of the passengers, and departed at the next stop!!!! (I still wonder who 'David' was!!)

You would think that kind of thing would make it on to TV - "The YBF Late Night Special"

Where do I start?
I commute in to my lectures everyday by train and some very strange things have happened.
I've watched a couple get together, been stuck at a station because some travellers in wheelchairs refused to get off the train and then started singing thus causing much havoc, this week I got on a train and all the lights went out which caused a few people from Central Trains to start running around (never did find out what happened, the train seemed to work ok once it got started), on one long distance journey I was told that the train might be delayed because the engine didn't go up hills.
The strangest was probably when I was going back to university after a weekend at home. The train was rerouted via Kidderminster so no one knew when to stand up for New St station so we all stood up far to early, the train manager was attempting to sort out travellers who were missing their connecting trains and was having trouble with welsh place names, and I ended up travelling sitting on a pile of the Sunday Times because there were no seats.
There was also the time I ended up going to Taunton by accident.....