Originally Posted by marznc
why someone is uncomfortable being squished in with a bunch of strangers holding stuff that can hit you.
Apologies for exacerbating your phobia. When I was in Verbier last week i was next to last getting in on my side. I was facing in, and the last gal couldn't seem to push in, so she turned around and literally did a WWF Body Slam, her back into mine, grumbling in French, like it was my fault that I couldn't move in. Instead of my hope of at least having her muscular female ripcord back pressed into mine for the ride, she proceeded to turn her snowboard edge out and pushed it into my back the entire ride up the hill.
But i do have a positive story to counter that. On another ride on the same tram/cable car, a group of young women broke out in song in French, i think singing a Swiss/French folk song. That was super sweet, they were singing with such enthusiasm like the angels they were, seemingly spontaneously just out of joy of being in the peaks on that blue bird day. All riders had a big smile on their face, goosebumps were rising! Then to top it off, after they were done, another group immediately joined in with My Bonnie Lies Over The Ocean in English. it was a sweet moment, i guess you had to be there!
I like riding trams and i'm surprised on ski trips when my partners don't like riding them. I like hearing the snippets of conversation that surround me. I like the depth of the people that are riding up with me. So many interesting lives, so many stories. For a few moments I'm close with the type of people that I would enjoy getting to know better, but rarely get a chance to meet here in Pennsylvania.
Most trams i remember do "jump" and swing a bit when they pass a tower. I've often thought what it would be like if that box fell down fully loaded with me in it, but I don't let it bother me. I accept it as a "cheap mild thrill".