Winter trainsurfing. Why you can't drink alcohol when you ride the train (Patreon)

As far as I know, in different countries, there are cruel laws on train surfing in theirs. In some, they can be imprisoned, while in others they can give very large fines. Today I will tell you a very funny and informative story.
One warm winter day, I decided to get together with friends to go somewhere. We, as usual, wanted to gather a small company and go ride a train. For me, it was the first winter train surfing. The snow still lay, and the frost did not disappear. We came to our place where you can see which trains leave and climb on it in advance. There were 3 of us in total. Andrei had with him a bottle of wine, 2 liters of beer and low alcohol. Dima only had a beer. Well, since I don’t really drink alcohol, I only had 2 liters of juice.
I thought that this trip would cost a couple of hours. We just drive to the nearest station and get back. But not so simple. When we jumped into our railway carriage, we saw that there were many pebbles. They were in shades of orange, so the clothes immediately took on such a tone of color. And so our train began to move. I was so enthusiastic that I ran around the railway carriage. We drove just in the most interesting direction, namely through the city. Then when you can see the whole city. At that moment I did not feel the cold. It was fun and interesting to watch the views of the city. We drove along roads with cars (where people looked at us with surprise), electric trains (where some people ran to tell the guards that we were on the train), near apartment buildings (I don’t understand how you can live with these sounds).
At one of the stations, our train began to brake. We already thought that we were noticed and wanted to run out of the train. But we tried to sit very quietly and not create unnecessary sounds. As it turned out later, we just gave another train a ride. As we drove through the city, my friends drank their drinks more and more. When we left the city, the guys were already running out of beer, and they were already a little drunk. It was very funny to watch what was happening. Andrei always climbed to the edge of the carriage, or simply climbed out to the place where the cars are connected. When we passed the station, everyone waved to people or climbed onto the stairs. It was fabulous, our train was moving in the fields and everything was in fog. The first hour was not boring, we took pictures, shot videos, had fun, but over time we got sick of it. We did not understand how much longer we had to go. Having looked at the map, we realized that we were going the wrong way and began to wonder where we should go out. We all rode and rode, but suddenly, the train abruptly starts to slow down. Andrew is already very drunk and begins to rage. I ran up a hill of these pebbles and started yelling “who gave this driver a train ride, he drives disgusting”. And then I hear in a rude manly voice: “Well, get out of there, quickly.” I immediately realized that this was a failure. They will definitely give us to the police. I climbed to the edge of the carriage and see how 2 guards are standing on one side, and then I thought “what if we just climb on the other side of the rut and try to run away from them”, but I looked at Andrei’s condition “and he should stand can't ”what to say about running away. We begin to climb on the other side in turn. I was the last, and when I got off the train car, I saw that Andrew just fell off near the rut. We picked it up and at that time the security had already approached us. Because of us, this train stopped. Dima and I watched how Andrei was behaving and we lost sight of how he tried to walk smoothly, talk to the guards. There was even a funny dialogue, the guard says, “what if you are terrorists and want to undermine something here” and Andrei’s answer surprises everyone “if we were terrorists, you wouldn’t be here anymore.” We all laughed at this and waited for the police. It was already evening and we are far from the city. How to get home, no idea. We stood at the train station and waited for the police. The guards were not very evil, but they did not let us go. I wanted to use the toilet, but they simply did not say where it is located. But when Andrei asked where the store was, they answered him. He wanted to buy napkins to wash himself a little, and they just let him go. It was pretty weird. When Andrew arrived, he brought with him a bottle of wine. When we asked if he bought napkins, he didn’t say anything special and we started laughing wildly with him.
For some reason, the police rode for a very long time. During this time, it has already managed to darken. Andrei tried to open the bottle with his finger (he always succeeded before), but when he decided to show his talents to the guard, he suffered for a very long time. Well, the police finally arrived and started asking very stupid questions “how did we get here, what did we do, and why did we need it all”. They did not lose time and simply issued us a protocol, and gave a piece of paper to pay the fine. When we asked how we could get to the city, they decided to help us. But since Andrei was, to put it mildly, out of his mind, they decided to put him on a grate. So where Andrey was sitting, there were traffic signs that prevented him from sitting. Andrei tried to fall asleep from behind, and the police in each pit accelerated to shock him there. We all took it with a laugh. We were taken to some stop where there is no transport at all. Even when they left, the police threw a firecracker under our feet. She exploded so hard that her ears ring. The time is already late, I was afraid that we would not leave. It still winters outside, it's cold and we're in some kind of field. Finally, the minibus arrived, which was driving to the nearest city, we sat on it and drove to a small town and transferred to another to get home. Throughout the journey, Andrei asked exactly five times “where are we and where are we going”. To date, this fine piece of paper has remained with me as a pleasant memory.