15/10/2010

The pig man . . .

If our train had arrived at danang when we expected it to, the trauma I suffered could have been avoided. I believe the train was always meant to arrive at 3.30pm but we got told earlier, in the 2 and half hour diference of 'are we nearly there yet'. Buying lots of milk to have my tea to get through it.

A guy, named the pig man got on for the last few stops. He started first by replacing yawning with snorting, weird and I don't understand why. I was sitting opposite the guy on the bed watching the view, and he decided to get the train food dinner. Well firstly its minging meat that doesn't even look like meat with rice etc, in a school dinner plate. I've never heard or watched someone eat so disgustingly in my whole life. They all eat with their mouths open making the slurping sound, and they all use the chopsticks to shovel the food in, but this guy was just a completely different breed all together. I started staring out the window trying to block it out, but as soon as I watched him, I got up telling laura I'm going to projectile vomit over this guy if I stay any longer. So I waited outside the cabin til the guy finished. I honestly don't know how laura could sit there. So back in the cabin I slagged him off while he sat there, him oblivious to the fact we were laughing over him. The roles reversed.

We walked to our two double bed family room, where we showered and hand washed, followed by a walk back over the bridge to the mainland for food and the exciting purchase of my new cute cheap flip flops.xx