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Originally Posted by chroMe 
i thought this was going to be the smell of different subways/metro/underground of the cities of the world.
Paris: One of the worst offenders as it smells like a musty tomb with a side order of urine and not even Louvre stop with its art can hide the fact. But there is/was an underground film community that held bunker film nights so it has its graces.
Berlin: Not too bad as the systems do not run too deep underground and the food kiosks of fresh bakery goods makes it almost pleasant.
London: The walkways leading to the station are always quite rank and I have given up commuting and just drive my car in the winter and scoot rest of time. Varying smells depending on which line you are on or carriage. Most likely to get 'steamed' if display of wealth or slumped over your evening standard.
Budapest: If you haven't noticed by the time you switch lines at deak ferenc that the ticket counter ripped you more than 15,000 forint if you have given a 20,000 note then just console yourself in a hot mineral spa or other known specialties.
St Petersburg & Moscow: Elegant scrum - whole orchestras play during the rush hour and very wide hallways which separate the platforms. Some have gates which you have to wait to enter the platform ; don't get too caught up drifting off as you will notice a gang of pheasants happily helping themselves to your pockets.
Bilbao/Barcelona: only went a few stops before small bands of gypsies were eyeing my backpack - good thing I don't use them anymore.
Paris: One of the worst offenders as it smells like a musty tomb with a side order of urine and not even Louvre stop with its art can hide the fact. But there is/was an underground film community that held bunker film nights so it has its graces.
Berlin: Not too bad as the systems do not run too deep underground and the food kiosks of fresh bakery goods makes it almost pleasant.
London: The walkways leading to the station are always quite rank and I have given up commuting and just drive my car in the winter and scoot rest of time. Varying smells depending on which line you are on or carriage. Most likely to get 'steamed' if display of wealth or slumped over your evening standard.
Budapest: If you haven't noticed by the time you switch lines at deak ferenc that the ticket counter ripped you more than 15,000 forint if you have given a 20,000 note then just console yourself in a hot mineral spa or other known specialties.
St Petersburg & Moscow: Elegant scrum - whole orchestras play during the rush hour and very wide hallways which separate the platforms. Some have gates which you have to wait to enter the platform ; don't get too caught up drifting off as you will notice a gang of pheasants happily helping themselves to your pockets.
Bilbao/Barcelona: only went a few stops before small bands of gypsies were eyeing my backpack - good thing I don't use them anymore.
Riding the L in Chicago I encountered a bum who was literally the most foul smelling person I could imagine ever existing. He cleared out an entire half+ of the car. You had to sit about two thirds of the length away to avoid the smell. Me and my friend spent what was probably a good 15 minute ride watching people's reactions as they got on. Some people got off at the next stop and actually waited for the next one. One woman made her poor kids sit there for about half the ride before she moved to the other end.
Nothing to do with this thread, but it was absolutely hilarious at the time. Actually it still makes me laugh.
