Thirteen lines. Two hundred eighty-six stations. Over eight million commuters every single day. This is the marvel of Tokyo trains. There’s nothing quite like it anywhere else in the world. Punctuality isn’t just expected, it’s a way of life. Being late means offering an apology. The hassha melodies sound like gentle lullabies, and the warmth beneath the seats makes you want to drift off and miss your stop entirely. For a city that’s one of the most densely populated on Earth, it’s no wonder people are still drawn to it. Tokyo is a mega-city and a marvel in its own right.