Saturday, 10 March 2007

Crazy train


'Crazy train, rolling down that crazy track'- Crazy Train, The Waifs


I'm sure the Waifs wrote this song after this train trip. The Malaysians have dubbed it the 'Jungle train', we believe, to get bums on seats for the cheapest, hottest train ride imaginable. After 12 hours, we have renamed it and given it a new theme song. The crazy train stops at every station along the way- some of them no more than a dirt track disappearing into the jungle.


While waiting at a obscure train station for a faster train to pass us, a train travelling the other way pulled up. It was packed- I mean full to bursting point packed. We though we had a raw deal, but this train made ours look like a limousine. Small, dusty windows, and seats with more foam showing than faux leather. A window falls to the ground and shatters on stones, and heads appear, looking, inspecting, prying. Not sure where the goats and chickens were, but I know they were there, I just know it. Oh the humour of perspective.

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