A railroad experience
Upon exiting the Customs, we rushed through an open door. To my surprise, every seat in the cabin was occupied- by both young and old. To my relief though, the condition of the cabin was not as I had expected: musty smell, water leakage, dirty windows, torn and tattered seats, hot, humid, with no ventilation at the least. As soon as my family crowded into the cabin, two sharp, shrill whistles sounded, and a flash of green caught my attention. As if in reply, the locomotive tooted, and the pistons moved ever so slowly, forwards... backwards... forwards... backwards... Before long, the train began to pick up speed. A cocktail of emotions, that of excitement and anxiety swamped my senses. I pressed my nose against the door (this was the best spot we could find) only to realise that the door was not locked! I pushed the latch, in an attempt to lock the door, but to no avail. At this moment did I realise how dangerous this ride could be! If the door swung open suddenly and someone fell out....