First Time
It was just a typical scene at the platform of the MTR Admiralty Station at 6:30 in the evening.
The
two platforms were virtually joined by the sea of passengers standing
in tight rows. I was in this crowd. Once the train came, I was being
pushed until I finally got on board. The whole tortuous process lasted
about twenty minutes.
When I was inside, I could hardly stand on
both feet. As I was regaining my composure, a lady with loads of
shopping bags stood up. Speaking in Putonghua, she offered me her seat.
This was the first time ever I was offered a seat. I must appear dreadfully old in need of sitting down.
This
good Samaritan looked like one of those Canton Road shoppers! I have
had unpleasant experiences with mainland tourists. I was once inside a
fitting room when a mainland lady barged in. The saleslady simply could
not stop her. But I would not dare to generalize. I know no groups are
homogenius. To think that "seeing one is seeing all" is pure naivety.
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