I recall a Shavuos I decided to try something different and went to a hotel for yom tov. I didn’t know much about the place other than its high kashrus standards. It was a somewhat run down bungalow colony-like place etched into the side of a steep mountain in some out of the way village I had never heard of.
I was pleasantly surprised at the crowd at the minyanim and settled in for what I expected would be a very yeshivishe davening. Imagine my surprise when I found myself on a speeding Maariv locomotive the first night!
I was in for my biggest surprise by Megillas Ruth. Until then, my only Megillah experience had been listening to a baal koreh read out loud, so I patiently waited wondering about the delay. My wondering abruptly ended with the sudden outburst of Kaddish d’rabbanan and the realization that not only had everyone else read the Megillah to themselves, but had done so at a most astonishing speed!