My brother and I chose to take a train that arrived in Zurich just before 11pm. This would have been a completely normal train, but we went on a Saturday night.
A few stops in, a bunch of young south-Germans stumbled in carrying a case of beer and singing. They disbanded a few stops later, and only two remained, passed out on the floor of the train car. About two hours later, though, they were joined by about eight more people at the first stop in Switzerland. Apparently they knew each other, because a loud shout went up, and the singing resumed.
It actually reminded me of the LIRR (Long Island Railroad). All the white trash getting drunk on their way to NYC (sorry LI people).
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