Guest post by Karyn: Japan on 10,000 yen a day
Greetings all of Melissa’s blog followers. If you have noticed that she has been remiss in posting for the last week, I take full responsibility as she and Jeff have been very busy entertaining us, her parents. So, to make up for her absence, I offer this guest blog on just a few of my observations:
Non-conformity
Aaron is right: Tokyo is like many other large American cities – just filled with Japanese people. However, the cultural homogeneity and conformity that we Americans have been led to believe in isn’t at all what I have observed. There is clear evidence of the genetic influence of Caucasian, African, and other-Asian on the faces I’ve seen on whichever form of mass transit we are riding that day. And the dress ranges from traditional kimonos (most often observed in sites of historical, spiritual or cultural importance) to some wild get-ups that would impress Lady Gaga and make heads turn in even the most liberal enclaves of San Francisco or Greenwich Village.
Non-standard Precautions
In health care [Karyn is a nurse] we refer to the routine level of personal protection devices (masks, gloves, etc) as Standard Precautions. For you non-medical persons, basically this amounts to washing your hands between patients and wearing gloves if you may touch something “yucky.” But the CDC recommendations on the practice of wearing masks in public includes those for whom going out in public would represent a danger to themselves or others; and even then only when staying home (the preferred course of action) is not an option. That means persons who are very compromised (i.e. on chemotherapy) or are incredibly contagious (i.e. have tuberculosis). I am very amused by the number of people wearing masks as they go about their daily business. Even more amusing is that only rarely is
Engrish
Let me start by saying that like most Americans, I only speak one language. I do know a fair amount of medical Spanish – more like Spanglish – that I successfully use when communicating simple things to my Spanish speaking patients. Even so, I am quite amused with the Engrish that I read on everything from signs to clothing. I have been photographing my favorites to include in my scrapbooking such as these found in Melissa & Jeff’s neighborhood: a clothing store named “Nincompoop Capacity” and a barber shop called “Bad Nice”. When buying bottled water your choices include “Calpis” and “Pocari Sweat”. My all time favorite (which I was unable to photograph) was the toddler wearing a baseball cap that said “Suicidal
Tendencies”. As Dave Berry would say – that would make a great name for a rock band .
Melissa and Jeff are very happy, and seem very much at home here in their teeny apartment in this big city. Yes, Melissa, you are right – I could fit two of your apartments in my family room – with room to spare! And while I fully expected Jeff, the scholar, to speak fluent Japanese, I am wholly amazed at the amount that Melissa is able to read and speak comfortably in just six months. And for a person who has never lived in a large metropolitan area, I am astonished at the ease at which she navigates the maze of a subway system – in another language! Finally, while I always knew that Jeff and Melissa both enjoy eating well – it has been amusing eating our way thru Tokyo and Kyoto - except the fish eyeballs. Usually Jeff and Melissa are planning their next meal before they have finished the one in front of them. And I have no idea how the Japanese remain so thin on such a carb heavy diet (Melissa and Jeff work out every day so that is obviously their secret) – and I am scared to weigh myself when I get back home.
Well I could go on about the impressive range of toilet facilities, the cold rainy weather we have had these last couple days, and the unbelievable beauty and antiquity of the sites we have seen – but I have to save something for Melissa to write about….
Karyn
