Tokyo Metro - subway stratagy

Hopefully, today was the last day that i'll be taking the Ginza line for a while. as i'm re-routing back via the much nicer and more tranquil, Toyosu. Which means that no longer do i have to pack myself into a very interesting position between various japanese salary men and spending a good ten minutes of my life having a deeper understanding of what it is like to be a sardine...

Don't get me wrong... i think the Ginza line is hilarious...it actually has those guards with the white gloves who push you into the carriage in the morning (lovely)...and that's fine. as long as you're not the one being compressed into the large moving underground monster...

I think the general perception is is that if you can still breathe then there's still space in the carriage for another body. I've seen some amazing feats of people weaseling their way into the last remaining iota of space bracing themselves against the door frames of roof of the train to help them to get them that bit of leverage they need to get reaaaally close to everyone else who's in such a hurry to get to work...

Anyway, what I really wanted to say was that I witnessed, with my own eyeballs (apart from the millions of Louis Vitton handbags which adorn a good 20% of the Tokyodite populus) was a young lady with an ingenous method of getting off the train in a crowded situation...this can be a real issue if you are stuck in the middle of the carriage and an inclination towards being polite and a slight allergy to pushing people out of the way... She, used her bag as some form of shunting device...pressed up to someone elses bum, and pushed with (i assume all of her weight and) her hand placed on the side of the bag not directly in contact with, the person standing in front of her, arse.

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