me and jelita just returned from dinner at nelayan. after few resupply stops at bread top, asian groceries and 7-11, we took tram to her house, with bloating stomachs… we were soo hungry that we ate too fast… and the stir fried potatoes were hanging on our throats… still deciding whether to queue up for digestion, or regurgitated back out…
anyway..as we were travellin on the tram, we encountered the most disgusting tram experience of our life….
the story involved a man in probably his 60s, probably of European descent…(generalisation here)…. he took off his shoes, put one of his foot up the chair just in front of pelvis, and start cleaning the toes one by one with the spare tissues found inside his shoes….
well as you can imagine, we were just sitting next to him on the other side of the tram, smelling the new aroma filling up at the carriage… at one time, both of us have to breath through our mouth just to make sure those potatoes stay inside……
we survived the journey. as the tram doors opened, the new fresh air going through our contaminated nose is like a brand new life….
as we walked to jelita’s place, she was explaining in details, of what that old man did…. according to jelita, the old man also hid the used tissues in between tram seats (probably with some amusement, hoping that his little secrets will be stashed away forever)… and i nearly vomitted when jelita told me that she thought that old man was cleaning some sorts of blisters or liquid-y stuff in between his toes….
geeezzzzzz…………despite my admiration with tram, there is always a disgusting side of the melbourne trams.