On the SkyTrain again

Yesterday found me squeezing into a verrrrry crowded SkyTrain with no place to hold on. My eyes darted around quickly, but every stable metallic or strappy surface was covered with fingers. Now, for most people a lack of stability on a train would not be a huge deal. I, however, was not blessed with either coordination or balance (or, since we're taking this moment to talk about my deficits, night vision), and I began to see myself as a gigantic boulder that had been plopped into a fleshy lake....in other words, I could very easily see myself falling into the people next to me and creating a disastrous ripple effect on that very crowded train.

As I began giving my limbs a pep talk and bracing for the lurch forward, I felt a gentle tapping on my arm. Apparently, as I was knee-deep in my own worst case scenario, several people had shifted over so that my hand could have a spot on the nearby pole. The woman who had tapped me smiled and pointed to the few empty inches of stability that would save me (and those around me) from bodily harm due to severe and tragic clumsiness.

You know that you've in a good place when your faith in humanity is restored and strengthened as a result of taking public transportation. I heart you, Thailand.