Tram Surfin

Some of you have probably heard of the expression sea legs.  Wikipedia (how reliable) defines it as the ability to walk steadily on the deck of a boat or ship.  Just when I think I've developed my "metre legs" (a phrase I've coined to describe the ability to stay upright on trams), I go and wear my messenger bag carrying my super heavy computer.  This paired with the fact that the tram is crammed at 8.30 in the morning just spells danger.  First lurch and I almost put my backside in the face of a poor old Italian lady sitting behind me.  Oh well, she'll prolly die soon from that pack an hour habit that causes her to say "permesso" like her throat is filled with gravel.  I roll my eyes at myself and think great - another day of being an obvious American.  But then I see another Italian almost topple into the next commuter and instantly have hope for my future.  The lesson here?  Bend zee knees and hold on fer deeear life to the closest school bus yellow pole.