I’m watching a Batman cartoon and it’s awesome. I’m laughing so hard.
I was with my friends on a train that would take us from Valencia to Barcelona, when the conductor said to one of us that if we wanted to have a coffee we could get off the train at Aldea because there would have been a break of thirty minutes.
Four of my friends and I left the bagpacks on the train and went to the bar of the station while the other four remained to our places.
After a while one of my friend returned from the bathroom and seraphically said:”Ehi, girls. The train there is no more”.
Reactions: G. and I were without words, C. was pale, with a croissant in one hand and a coffee in the other, and E. said angry:”Don’t be silly. It’s probably behind a column”.
We went out without paying (luckily G. is responsable and came back to the bar) and the binary was empty.
And so we started laughing hysterically while everyone gazed us in a bad way.
Ca:”Keep calm! We have documents and money!”
E.:”The other guys texted me: they’re returning back”.
E.:They don’t know”.
C.:”I have my cycle, headache, no absorbents and I still have this fucking croissant in the hand!”
Me:”We can get a new life! I’ll grew a mustaches and I’ll have an orange grove!”
We tried to talk with the man at the ticket counter but nobody understood anything for 15 minutes. But then, after a while, he said that the train would return.
So in one hour we discovered that they were repairing the train in another binary.
Moral of that story: never believe to the train conductors, even if they seems polite and cute!