I caused great hilarity in that station around 2010. I needed to get the train out to Bechovice and got the tram to the station, having gone into town on the bus. It was a Sunday and there was an hour between each train. I expected to just miss the two o'clock, but waiting for the three o'clock was no great hardship, as there's lots to look at and some interesting stalls, too.
However, as we approached the station on the tram, it became clear that I might just be able to get the two o'clock train. I was in no rush, but a lifetime of dealing with trains on the Big Island made me feel honour-bound to get a train that was actually on time. I sprinted from the tram into the station, catching my toe on the last step. Initially, I believed that I could recover by running faster, but, however fast I ran, I still kept falling forwards. I also knew that there was a crowd of Japanese tourists on the line I was taking, but, by this stage, I could not see in front of me as I stumbled at high speed towards them. After a few seconds of futile attempts at defeating the situation, I had to admit that, if I didn't give in, I was going to scythe down a few of the Japanese. So, I abandoned the attempt and fell to the floor. It was a nice smooth floor, so I slid along for a bit and, having spotted me coming, the group had parted, like the Red Sea.
I sat up, only to see the train departing.
This caused the Japanese much amusement.
A few days later, I saw them again. The 'lead tourist' was trying to find someone who spoke English, so he could ask directions, but failed with the four or five he tried before me. I answered him in my best pidgin Japanese and he thought that was a small miracle. I was then surrounded by the whole group, jabbering away at me. Then, one of them realised that I was the circus act from the station and they all got even more excited.
I saw them a few more times over the next days and they would always give me a round of applause, confusing the natives greatly.