Whoops

Was the train about to leave? Did they open the doors again, or set off like that? Or was it coming in? Any visible reaction from the owner of the bag? And is that a frying pan, a plate or a frisbee in the bag?

So many questions...

The train was starting to leave and lurched to a sudden halt followed by much hectic activity by the platform staff. Doors were opened, the presumably embarrassed rucksack owner (I have no idea what was in it) put it where it was supposed to be, and the train went on its merry way.

By the way...
after changing templates I neglected to fully update my blogroll. That has been resolved so I'm looking forward to future posts :)

Ha! Oh sweet Schadenfreude, my true love.

I know I shouldn't laugh at other's misfortune but this photo made me smile. Japanese are continually running into the train at the last minute!

I once saw an old lady get herself stuck in te train doors, at the waist. I wasn't near her but couldn't get to her, as other people were jsut standing there, staring. Before I could get to her, she'd semi freed herself and the doors closed - around her neck! The train was about to leave but I just managed to get to her and open the doors enough for her to stagger back. The doors closed and the train left and everyone went back to whatever they were trying not to think about, not looking each other in the eye or aknowledging that anyhting had happened. I love this country and the people but life here in the big city encourages you to be an emotional zombie. It can be scary.