My experiments with the train(3)

I thought it would be cool to board 2330 train from
Liverpool yesterday night.
I expected a lonely journey to Manchester.
To the contrary the train was packed with a group of
drunkards and merrymakers who came straight from the pub.
The environment seemed alchoholic.
They sang alchoholic songs.
In a sense I was lonely, the only raw guy in the midst
of stinking people.
Thank God that nobody puked..