So I'm on the red line heading into Taipei City earlier this evening. Amidst the usual antics (middle-aged obasans rushing to grab seats as if they had just found water in the Sahara; an old guy with a walking stick stopping and standing distractedly right at the foot of an escalator), I spotted a kid with a brush cut and a middle aged woman with a cart full of veggies getting on at Jiantan.
I didn't think much about them, until I saw the woman repeatedly guzzling water from a bottle while riding the train. Hmmm, she doesn't look like a tourist with that cart. I wonder what's up?
The next time I spot them, they've stood up to move to the front wall of the carriage, in the front car of the train. The kid is pulling down his pants! Holy sh*t! I thought. I've seen this in videos. It's actually happening here on the MRT!!!
The woman, who I can only presume is the kid's mom, was holding something--a plastic bag? a bottle? Thank god I couldn't see. When the kid was done his business, right there on the MRT--in a system where large clean washrooms are available in every f*ck*ng station--the woman went back to her (now occupied) seat, which was graciously given back to her. Meanwhile, she had left her cart loaded with stuff at the front of the carriage, and it now predictably careened south as the train moved forward. Thank goodness she was able to grab it before it hit someone.
What a piece of work.