I was on a train to paris which hit a person. The train made an extremely abrupt stop which spilled a bunch of drinks and made an old lady fall down. Then after about 5 minutes they made an announcement in French and we heard everyone gasp audibly, before they repeated the announcement in English.
When we got off the train, after a considerable delay, they had set up a tent around the track and the train and - I swear I am not making this up - gave us croissants, before putting us on a bus to the nearest train station.
To this day, I am still unsure if the strangest part was the fact that my vehicle turned another human into a fine mist, or that I was compensated for this inconvenience with a croissant.
I was on a train to paris which hit a person. The train made an extremely abrupt stop which spilled a bunch of drinks and made an old lady fall down. Then after about 5 minutes they made an announcement in French and we heard everyone gasp audibly, before they repeated the announcement in English.
When we got off the train, after a considerable delay, they had set up a tent around the track and the train and - I swear I am not making this up - gave us croissants, before putting us on a bus to the nearest train station.
To this day, I am still unsure if the strangest part was the fact that my vehicle turned another human into a fine mist, or that I was compensated for this inconvenience with a croissant.
These types of stories are what makes travel worth it. I mean, not the misted dead guy part, but the part where you got free food out of it.
I’m glad you clarified!
The croissants were probably just what they could get the most easily, wherever you are in France there’s sure to be a supply of them nearby.