On my way home from the gym on Sunday I involuntarily got mistaken for a ticket-inspector. It’s not the first time either!
It is considered a sport to ride ticketless and trick inspectors. There is even a feature film about this phenomena, Kontroll (2003). The BKK inspectors are very sneaky but I always have a valid ticket. I love the BKK!
In my blue jacket I got on the tram at Gárdonyi tér. Two teenagers saw me and VERY quickly got up to validate their tickets!
30 sec excerpt from Southern Reretmun