The public transportation system in Tokyo, Japan is the largest rail system in the world!!! Trust me, I checked Wikipedia. It is also a place where noise, laughter, conversation, and sound wander off to die. I am amazed that, while packed with thousands of citizens, the subway cars in Tokyo are as quiet as a graveyard. If you are looking for an out of the way place to write a book, I’ve found it. Trust me, no one will fool with you here. As you squeeze into these tubular transports, elbow your way into a coveted seating position, or become relegated to stand; you will not hear a peep. No one will ask you about the next stop or what you are reading or where you are going. They will just be…quiet. The silence that settles into the Tokyo subway car is deafening. The marching rhythm of clackaty-clack-railroad-track is the only sounds that will fill your ears, provided you haven’t donned an i-pod or any other such musical doodad. I find that it is a testament to the strong silent citizens of this wondrous land. Their calm determination to occupy a small space and demand isolation, much like that of their tiny island homeland, is commendable. All heads are bowed into books, eyes down, headphones on, ear buds inserted; everyone is in their own private coach car. It is amazing. The subway car churns up mile after mile in peaceful noiselessness, occasionally the silence is broken by a digital voice announcing the next stop. Some of the braver citizens, liberal in their wayward glances, peer up from their books to watch the passengers escape the cars along with the processed air. Swoosh…the doors shut, the air locks engage, and back to the silent grind of the subway. Amazing! You should visit. Ride the subway, just don’t get chatty.