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Anyway, had me a macabre trip.
They've organized a marathon in my city and closed a lot of the main streets. There were also huge crowds of people all arounnd. Not only that, the street I live next to is undergoing major construction work and the tram stop is canceled, there's also mud everywhere.
There was a bus stop, but after waiting for some time (and checking the timetable) some merciful soul told us, the buses are canceled because of the marathon. Thank goodness I'm fit, as I quick marched with a heavy backpack to the next tram stop. But that was not the end, as they've changed the timetables randomly and so I had to improvise and find another tram, arriving at the train station 15 minutes before departure.
As if all that wasn't enough, I had no seat and had to stand and sit on the floor for four hours. As if that wasn't enough, an Ukrainian cleaning lady was passing, so I stepped back to the wall. She opened the pneumatic door and had my backpack squeezed between a handle and the opened door, which couldn't close and trapped me. It also squeezed the cake I had in my pack, smearing it all inside.
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most of that seems like stuff you'd file under 'the universe does what it wants :D
but the cake mess sucks
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My pack was fortunately full of laundry, so no real harm was done. It's also army surplus, so it's made of rubberized canvas, so from the inside I simply rubbed it off. The cake survived in good condition, still edible if a bit unaesthetic.
Taking it all together, I am a bit tired. Now it's time for tea and relaxing's :D
