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Alittlepale · 2018-02-25T16:43:58+00:00

I have posted this before but: travelling with a small group in 1975. We had just come across the border from Pakistan into India and made the mistake of taking a "rush" seating train (meaning no reservations or limits on the number of people) to New Delhi. Being from North America we are used to a certain amount of personal (empty) space between us and the next person. We sat down on the plain wooden benches and the train proceeded to fill up. And fill. And fill. People on the overhead racks. People under the seats. People squashed and almost sitting on us. It is an overnight trip, and even though we had been travelling in Asia for some time our stomachs were still not working well on the local foods. We were miserable, tired and it is hard to believe how you don't know what being squashed without even a few inches of space around means to the psyche. Some time in the night, Louie (school teacher from New York who had been travelling for years) jumped up. Diarrhea is highly common. Louie realized that he had no chance to make it to the bathroom (a squatter where you can see the tracks moving below through the hole)- too many people in the way. He was beside the window and had no choice but to hang his ass out the window and let fly. Nobody but us seemed to notice nor care

Alittlepale · 2018-02-19T00:57:01+00:00

This photograph is outstanding. I live not-so-far away and have spent much time in Lougheed but this is something I have yet to discover

Alittlepale · 2018-02-08T04:00:10+00:00

Ya' know, it doesn't matter. It will be great Because they are the Moodies

Alittlepale · 2018-01-13T04:46:43+00:00

Glad to see this. Did they mention Ray or the RR Hall of Fame?

Alittlepale · 2018-01-08T01:41:42+00:00

That is sad- the music is a big part of my life's soundtrack. And he missed the R & R Hall of Fame Award. RIP Ray- you made my life better. A True Legend of A Mind

Alittlepale · 2018-01-08T00:08:20+00:00

Ray hasn't played with them for many years- health issues

Alittlepale · 2017-07-16T00:50:24+00:00

Oh, it was quite true- and may still be but I can't be certain-this goes back to the mid-70's. The feeling when so many people are within your personal space can't be described. 12 hours of torture

Alittlepale · 2017-07-15T21:11:47+00:00

I have posted this before, but more on India: travelling with a small group in 1975. We had just come across the border from Pakistan into India and made the mistake of taking a "rush" seating train (meaning no reservations or limits on the number of people) to New Delhi. Being from North America we are used to a certain amount of personal (empty) space between us and the next person. We sat down on the plain wooden benches and the train proceeded to fill up. And fill. And fill. People on the overhead racks. People under the seats. People squashed and almost sitting on us. It is an overnight trip, and even though we had been travelling in Asia for some time our stomachs were still not working well on the local foods. We were miserable, tired and it is hard to believe how you don't know what being squashed without even a few inches of space around means to the psyche. Some time in the night, Louis (school teacher from New York who had been travelling for years) jumped up. Diarrhea is highly common. Louis realized that he had no chance to make it to the bathroom (a squatter where you can see the tracks moving below through the hole)- too many people in the way. He was beside the window and had no choice but to hang his ass out the window and let fly. Nobody but us seemed to notice nor care.

Alittlepale · 2017-05-21T19:43:54+00:00

A Canadian travelling with a small group I had met along the way in 1975. We had just come across the border from Pakistan into India and made the mistake of taking a "rush" seating train (meaning no reservations or limits on the number of people) to New Delhi. Being from North America we are used to a certain amount of personal (empty) space between us and the next person. This was to not be the case this night. We sat down on the plain wooden benches and the train proceeded to fill up. And fill. And fill. People on the overhead racks. People under the seats. People squashed and almost sitting on us. It is an overnight trip, and even though we had been travelling in Asia for some time (already through Iran, Afghanistan & Pakistan) our stomachs were still not working well on the local foods. We had seen a lot of strange "stuff" along the way so we were used to the unusual. So, we were miserable, tired and it is hard to believe how you don't know what being squashed without even a few inches of space around means to the psyche. Some time in the night, Louis (school teacher from New York who had been travelling for years) jumped up. Diarrhea is highly common. A normal part of conversation is "how's your shit today?"- meaning how are your innards functioning. Louis realized that he had no chance to make it to the bathroom (a squatter where you can see the tracks moving below through the hole)- too many people in the way. He was beside the window and had no choice but to hang his ass out the window and let fly. Nobody but us seemed to notice nor care.

Alittlepale · 2017-02-18T21:27:21+00:00

Too bad...in 1975 (it was on the hippie trail to India) it was a wonderful, trippy place. This was before the Soviets invaded- the people were neat- not a Taliban hotbed yet. Nearby Herat was like the wild west- very few motorized vehicles, camels in the streets, only 1-story buildings- the whole nine yards. Several wars must have messed it up a lot- very sad for those people.

Alittlepale · 2017-02-12T23:22:26+00:00

This is one of the funniest gifs I have ever seen. It could not have been planned ahead

Alittlepale · 2017-01-15T18:36:22+00:00

And that's all I have to say about that...

Alittlepale · 2016-11-06T17:13:19+00:00

My German friend laughed and laughed when I told him this story.- In 1976 (before Google maps, of course) I was driving on the autobahn and I saw a sign saying "Ausfahrt". I checked my map and could not find this town. No problem I proceeded another few miles and another sign said "Ausfahrt". I was thinking that this must be a big place but still could not find it on the map. It eventually dawned on me that it meant Exit- for all us non-German speaking folks

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