Morning all, Ive got an appointment at 10am, so I’ve got a little time to cobble something together, lets see what gives. Thanks to Rochelle for being the hostess with the mostess and keeping this bird flying, and thanks to J Hardy Carroll for the slightly bleak picture. Lets see what I come up with…
On My Marks…
Get Set…
GO!!!
Clickety-Clack, clickety-clack.
Tim and Jack had snagged the top bunks in the second class sleeper and were spaced out on valium and doubtful Rum. Cigarette smoke clung to the fan which was humming, not turning. Jack held the open Bradshaw and was failing to make sense of the timetables from Varanassi Junction, the air blackening the pages.
In the toilet Steph had awful diarrhoea and was crouching as the tracks rushed underneath his arse, his hands filthy with the pissy excrement which clung to the walls of the cubicle.
He was beginning to doubt if travelling was for him…
100 words on a small section of an Indian train journey in which I play the role of Jack about 30 years ago! Enjoy!
The Count Of North Clifton 
Ah, the romance of travel. Visiting other places, learning their cultures. And, of course, coming home
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Other countries’ sanitary arrangements. Always a source of wonder and occasional revulsion.
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Especially moving Indian trains!
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A grim toilet has made a great story
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Thank you very much
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Dear Shrawley,
Welcome to first line! What a story. Grimly well written.
Shalom,
Rochelle
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Thanks Rochelle, it’s easier to write it if you’ve lived it I guess!!
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Good grief! What an awful trip. Well done.
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Thanks but it’s only awful if you get into that mindset. There’s always folk worse off
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This is true, We must always make the best of what we have.
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Not all parts of travel are fun… take this train. No, really take it, I’m gonna fly instead!!
Well done, sir!
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Cheers Dale! Did you see how early I must have got up to be number 4!??
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Seriously! What up with that? 😉
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Evil boss gone, new boss is slacker snd allows me to go about my business in a funkier fashion. I’m 49 ffs, I don’t want to be running around doing work I no longer believe in
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Welcome to my world. I’m 57 FFS. I don’t want to be the fucking grunt of the office. Which I am. Which is why I am looking elsewhere. As if that’s not enough, my boss is a micro-manager. Blech.
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Having a rather unpredictable digestive apparatus keeps me well-supplied with medication against such horrors when I travel. Nothing worse. If one must have diarrhea, at least try to keep it to the comforts of home!
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I think we’d all rather “ have it at home” but needs must!! Thanks for reading
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Took me right back to the overnight journeys I’ve taken on Indian trains when we partied all night! As for the hole-in-the-floor toilets ….😕
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Snap!! Glad you enjoyed
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A fellow member of a writers group years ago wrote about her travels in India. I recognise that toilet!
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I’d like to think it’s the same one!! Ive kept all my diaries from those times. Lots of loo stories
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Great atmosphere and rhythm…and detail in your travel narrative!
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Rhythm is all important I think, Paul auster has it in spades, it’s like listening to a song with his writing. Thanks for reading my stuff
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UGH, poor Steph. One of my friends, who was almost full term pregnant, and I took a 3-hour group bus shopping excursion (to IKEA in Schaumberg, IL!) and on the way home she suffered projectile vomiting in the tiny bathroom on the bus. Not quite as bad, but still…
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Oh my god! That’s horrific! Your poor friend!!
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It’s been many moons ago now. Her daughter is now 16 🙂 Not fun for her or the others who had to use the bathroom at the time though.
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No, far worse!!
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Yikes. Diarrohea and the old non-bio toilets. That’s a recipe for disaster. A horrible combination indeed.
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Thanks for reading Shweta!
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My pleasure 😃
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Uhh, I’ll not take that train, thank you very much. Great writing though.
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Thanks very much, I have so little time to read through stuff these days for a number of irritating issues. It means the world!
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So many (not) uplifting stories told to this prompt. Well done.
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Thanks! It made me chuckle when I was 20 odd and in the train, poor Stef!
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