Things you normally expect to see on a peak-hour morning train in Melbourne:

  • Sweaty, irritable commuters.
  • Occasionally broken shells of humans still oozing their way home from last night.
  • The odd unwell person happily nattering away to themselves about the Government.
  • Tall people’s armpits.

Generally speaking it’s not the most romantic place in the world. But earlier this morning a humble city-bound Frankston line service turned into the Love Train, when one besotted bloke dropped to a knee and proposed to his partner right there on the spot.

The yarn goes that Hannah and Ryan met on a packed train around 10 years ago. After exchanging the odd flirtatious look over the coming days and weeks they went on a date and the rest, as they say, is etc.

Flash forward 10 years and Ryan, with a little assist from the train’s driver, got down on bended knee – boldly ignoring what horrors coat the floor of your average Metro Trains carriage – as the packed train quickly whipped out every mobile device possible to capture the special moment.

LOOK HOW HAPPY THEY ARE!

Ryan, who spoke to 3AW after the public (transport) proposal, said he couldn’t think of a more perfect place to ask Hannah to marry him, bringing their relationship around full-circle.

“We first met on the train almost 10 years ago. I thought ‘what a fitting place to pop the question’. She had no idea it was coming. We were just on our way to work. The train was pretty packed. I think they were stunned. It’s not the usual thing you see on your way to work on a Friday morning.”

“I had to wake her up at first with a bit of a kiss. She had absolutely no idea.”

And if you were wondering how on earth you’d just get off the train at Flinders St and go to work as normal after a morning commute like that, the answer is: They didn’t.

Rather than going to work, the pair decided to fob it off, heading back home for a well-deserved bonus long weekend.

I just proposed to my future wife and she said yes” seems about as good an excuse as you’ll ever get to not touch on, we reckon.

Congrats, kids!

Source: The Age.

Photo: Twitter.