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I had a few warm cans of fosters or some old shite beforehand. I'm rather tall, so the only seat I could fit my legs into was the one right at the back above the engine. I spent half the journey asleep, sweating and farting and the other half trying to find some kind of position that was at least slightly kinda not agonising, again whilst sweating profusely and farting.
Lesson learnt, either myself or a put upon loved one will have to drive me home.
TurtleRecall
Top tip, get drunk before getting the coach. Spend the entire journey snoring and farting on a hot sweaty coach.