Plastic fantastic
The Taiwanese national pastime is sleeping. They sleep ( even standing up ) on the trains, the buses at all hours of the day and , at the stroke of 12:00 pm in offices.
My experience of flying there was that there was something wrong if I didn't look over to see the local fast asleep with his face pressed up against the side window. Warn the other guy , what for?
Of course, if you pulled out a news paper to read ( as distinct from their use for it as wall paper for the windscreens) , out came the camera and the photo was quickly dispatched to the fleet office so as to grease his way to a command .