The lines for the incoming train
Today, we were sardined, or as Lara likes to call it "tuna".
As Lara and I made our way back home on the Saikyo line, we tried to squeeze our way into the train with no effort whatsoever. The exerted force from behind, shoved us forward and into the walls of other warm Japanese bodies. Typically, I like to add further stability to my train-riding by holding two handles, however holding handles above for security was pointless because everyone would soon serve a functionality to this commute. When the conductor pressed the brakes of the train, I gasped for air and prayed that I didn't get squished that bad into the back of a stranger. Using everyone as your personal padded cushions is the only thing you can do at that point because personal space is non-existent here. How is this normal?
Some photos I've taken of public transportation:
Observations in passenger activity and train dynamics:
- Deep isolation by tending to various electronics (phones, DS, Playstation thingies, Palms)
- Reading
- Sleeping
- Listening to music
- Absolute silence
I still love public transportation though, because really... everyone has somewhere to go...
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