Free train rides without all that extra stuff...like seats and toilets.
No really, hear me out. I mean buses can be a painful experience, what with the sitting in a metal tube with assorted strangers that may or may not have the wherewithal to:
- Board the bus sober
- Keep their kids restrained
- Keep their inside voices down
- Don’t eat and leave a mess everywhere
- To not board without bathing first (evening and people returning home from work I give a pass, but common morning commuters, you are just getting up for work: no excuse!)
A bus ride can be boring or it could be really annoying if these needs aren’t met. But a hobo gets what bus riders (or plane, ship, car or other transport) don’t – the adventure of illegally huddling onto train cars! Yes, for the price of free, adventure (and possibly brave stupidity) you get to huddle into probably unclean, non-heat insulated train cars to relive the old days where people snuck onto trains to get to places. It was like back packing with balls/ovaries/chutzpah.
Toilets? What toilets? Food? You best packed some in your back pack. Conductor, I need to stop here? Oh no you leap the hell out and hope you don’t hurt yourself.
I was reading an article about the modern day hobo (yes people still sort of do this). Hobo apparently aren’t homeless vagabonds just searching for a place to live; they are the first backpackers but with trains. They have their own society too, even holding yearly gathers for hobo pride.