I was once on the Tube in London and we came to a screeching halt, and stayed there, counting our toes. The driver came on the intercom and announced that the restaurant was in the second carriage, the pool in the third and the sauna in the fourth. Whaddya know, people actually starting giggling and talking to one another! Unheard of, on the Tube. Hiding behind a newspaper is the usual method of passing time. *g*