If there is something I become upset about more than others, it is railway accidents. You know the type where they just say “service postponed due to an accident” but everyone knows what really has happened. I guess it is because I have an interest in railways, and on my list of life goals I have had “be some sort of train driver” up for quite some time, so theoretically it could happen to me in the future.
I have driven a tram car, and once, there was this group of girls on the tracks. I was driving so slowly, they were far away and I was anyhow going to switch track before I reached them, so there was never anything to worry about, which I quite instantly realised. Nevertheless, the feeling was really sharp – “you’re not supposed to be there!” I can’t imagine it being any close to what you would actually feel if there was an accident. But I can definitely say that it was… eye-opening, in a way.
It happened yesterday. At the next-to-final station there was this teenager and his friend who got on. As we started rolling towards the final station, they got some quite concerned words from the conductor: “You just don’t crawl under the barrier. Last time there was an accident was this morning. This morning. A teenage kid.” The kids didn’t seem to care that much… I think they asked whether the kid survived, but the conductor didn’t know.
This morning, on the bus, some younger girls were discussing the accident. They apparently had friends who knew the family. It’s kinda weird… it throws you back into some sort of real reality where people die.
Tomorrow everything will be as it always is…
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