It gets so crowded that the other day an old Spanish man's pot belly fit snugly into the small of my back and I was glad that his rotundity kept his other parts from touching me.
It gets so crowded that sometimes you leave the Metro damp with the sweat of others.
OK, so maybe it's not in anyway as crowded as say Japan, where they have guys in uniforms called Oshiyas (pushers) who shove commuters into the trains, but it can get pretty squishy here. Got crowded Metro stories of your own? Please share them.