crowded train
the journal of Michael Werneburg
twenty-eight years and a million words
Tokyo, 2010.04.23
It finally happened. After four years in this city I've finally been on a train that was so packed it needed pushers.
It happened on the Yamanote line at Ebisu. It was so bad that because I'm taller than the door frame I was bent backwards painfully as countless short Asians packed hemselves in behind me like so many sardines in black woollen suits.
I blame the rain. Transit always gets nutty when there's even the slightest rain.