Saturday, May 18, 2013

Golden Week Part 4: Hirosaki Hanami

(continued from part 4)

Today, we were finally going to Hirosaki! Hirosaki, about 30-40 km west of Aomori City, used to be the capitol of the Tsugaru region, and is well known for it's castle grounds and reconstructed castle keep. However, it's most famous for its sakura cherry-blossom viewing season. Way up here in the north, the sakura season is later than most of Japan, and it usually coincides perfectly with then Golden Week holidays, making Hirosaki a big travel destination. Also, since it's colder up here, the different species of sakura tend to all bloom together, instead of separately like the southern areas.

We all overslept because of the previous night filled with gyoza, but we left as soon as everyone had gathered their things, which ended up being around 11 am. We had skipped breakfast, so we bypassed the castle by a little to eat lunch at Stamina Tarou! Stamina Tarou is what's called baikingu, or "all you can eat." Their main thing is yakiniku, or meat barbecue, but they serve damn near anything. They've got sushi, takoyaki, ramen, salads, crepes, ice cream, and even a cotton candy machine! Of course, I didn't come here to eat stinking takoyaki, so I stayed pure, filling up with only grilled meats and vegetables. Kevin was too impatient to wait for all his meat to cook, so he scarfed down 4 potato croquettes and later regretted it.

As you can see, the grill isn't quite big enough for more than 2 people.

After our 90 minutes were up (yes, you only get 90 minutes), we headed straight towards the castle grounds with Kevin complaining about the road bumps giving him a stomachache. Parking was a nightmare, but we settled for paying 1000 yen to park in an empty lot near the park. It was a bit rainy, but the flowers were beautiful. It's too bad that the darker pink "willow-type" cherry trees were still only budding.





During the sakura season, there's a big festival going on in the park, and you can buy all kinds of yummy goodies from the stands that pop up everywhere. You can also rent rowboats and row around in the sakura-lined castle moat, but we opted not to because it was still cold and rainy.

Festival food stand. They are everywhere.

We only stayed for about an hour and a half because we needed to return the rental car that day. The drive back to Aomori City was clogged up with traffic (it being the last day of Golden Week and all), but we still managed to get back with some time to spare. Since the day was pretty chilly, we went to 極楽湯 Gokuraku-yu onsen to warm ourselves up again.

Gokuraku-yu, unlike the other onsen we've been to, is more like an amusement park than a bathhouse. When you walk inside, the ticket machine, which would only have buttons for "adult", "child", and "shampoo/soap/towels" at normal bathhouses, were FILLED with buttons for various baths, spa treatments, massages, and therapies. They even have therapy fish, which is just a that you dip your feet into so the little fishies can nibble away at your dead feet-skin. Outside the main bathing area itself is something that can be described as a food court, where you can buy drinks from vending machines or ramen/curry/tonkatsu from the cafeteria.

The bathhouse itself is large and extensive. They have many rows of showers, and plenty of pool space. There are also underwater benches and reclined seats that blow jets of bubbly water all over your body, but some of them are poorly placed. I laid down in one and just got relaxed, until a cold water droplet that condensed on the ceiling nailed me right in the eye. Talk about unpleasant...

Outside, there is a large rotenburo, or outdoor bath, along with some stone seats that slowly trickled water down your back. There were also a few single-person stone tubs that looked like huge flower pots. I felt like these were the nicest, but probably only because the water in these tubs were the hottest in the whole bathhouse, even though they still weren't very hot. I like my onsen to be around 42-43 C, but the ones here barely got up to 41.

Past the outdoor bath area was another small building. Inside rests the "special" bathing area, which offers seasonal bathing in different kinds of water. The day we went, they were offering a "grape bath". The water was a murky purple and smelled like watery stale wine. It was a little off-putting in my opinion, but I've heard that other baths offered, like the apple bath or rose petal bath, are very pleasant. Overall, I personally wasn't really digging the commercialized feel of the place, so I probably won't be coming back very often.

We spent as much time as we could bathing before we had to leave and return the car. I managed to refuel and return the rental car with less than a minute to spare, which was a little terrifying. With the car returned and the next day a work day, my Golden Week was officially over. My 2 friends stayed at my place for the next several days and explored the city on their own, and they finally left for Tokyo on the Thursday of that week.

Well, as guess it's back to living by myself and teaching classes at school. I cant wait for the next long vacation, and I wonder where I'm going to explore next! But, wherever I go, you can be sure that I'll share it with you here on my blog. Thanks for reading, and see you again!

Thursday, May 16, 2013

Golden Week Part 3: Shimokita Peninsula

(continued from part 2)

The day after our somewhat wasted trip to Hachinohe, we headed out early for our trip through the Shimokita peninsula. With a reservation at a ryokan (Japanese-style inn) deep in the mountain woods, we were in for a step away from civilization.

Aomori prefecture. The yellow hatchet on the upper right is the Shimokita peninsula.

We started the day off right. For breakfast, we headed downtown to the 魚菜センター gyosai center (lit. fish and vegetable center) to get Nokkedon! If you are unfamiliar with Nokkedon, see my previous post here. I ended up with a rather small bowl this time, since I splurged on some 大トロ fatty tuna. Mmmm... totally worth it.

After breakfast, we started on our long journey. It was another long drive eastward towards Hachinohe, but this time, we split North at Noheiji and ended up on a nearly empty highway. An hour of driving through rural countryside filled with wind farms later, we arrived in Mutsu city. Mutsu is the largest city in the area, but it still can hardly be called urban. We weren't hungry yet from our massive breakfast of raw fish, so we decided to continue on to our first destination of interest: Osorezan.

Osorezan 恐山, which can be translated into "Fear Mountain", is one of the 3 holiest sites in all of Japan. In the middle of the forest and mountains, there is a lake with water too poisonous to drink, let alone even swim in. On one of the beaches lies a rocky barren coast, with sulfuric vents and bubbling pools. This place is considered a perfect representation of Buhddist hell because it is surrounded by 8 peaks (like a lotus flower) and has 108 bubbling sulfuric pools (to represent the 108 wordly evils). There is a temple built on the site, which you can enter for 500 yen. Inside, there are several sulfuric pools housed in bathhouses that you can freely take a dip at your leisure (if you're okay with smelling like rotten eggs for the rest of the day). During the warmer seasons, there are mediums here that offer services to communicate with dead loved ones. We spent a decent amount of time here, exploring the various pools, stone jizou statues, and piles of stones and toy windmills (offerings to the jizou to help deceased children reach the afterlife).

Hellish coastline

Temple grounds

A truly formidable spiritual site.

I forgot what time we were supposed to get to our ryokan, and ,while trying to look it up on my smartphone, discovered that there was absolutely no cell phone reception. Truly, this must be hell.

We continued forward, and after another half an hour of winding mountain roads, we finally arrived at our resting place for the night: Yagen Valley. Yagen valley is probably the least developed space in Aomori prefecture, and maybe even the entire main island of Japan. All that's there are trees, rivers, a couple inns, and hot springs. It was a really quiet and relaxing environment, and we basked in the scent of the trees as we checked into our little ryokan. I chose to stay at a ryokan called 薬研荘 Yagensou because it was relatively unknown and much more traditional and inviting than the more conventional Hotel New Yagen around the corner. The prices are also hard to beat compared to other ryokan. Here's the website where you can get more info and make a reservation, but it's entirely in Japanese, so be warned. We found the owner woman, who led us to our rooms and sat chatting with us (mostly me) while pouring us some green tea.

Checking in to Yagensou
Since there was still an hour or two until dinner, we went looking for the onsen in the area. By recommendation of the ryokan lady, we decided to go to Meoto Kappa no Yu 夫婦カッパの湯. She told us it was walking distance, but afting searching to no avail, we hopped into the car and drove around looking for it. It turns out it was 2 km away, instead of the 200 m the lady had told us. In any case, we paid our small fare of 200 yen and trotted down into the riverside bathing area.


Once inside (after figuring out how to open the door), we bumped into a dad and little sons about to leave. It was a beautiful outdoor open-air bath, and once the other people left, we had the place to ourselves to take pictures. We were originally only going to take pictures of the bath, but then we thought it would be funny to have a risque naked photo shoot to entertain our friends back home, who are not acquainted with public bathing and nudity. Hopefully, this won't ruin our reputations back in the States...

Gorgeous!

Bucket censorship.

Yeah!! Naked freedom!!

More bucket censorship.
After the bath, in which my girlfriend had the entire women's section to herself, we went back to the ryokan for dinner. We changed into yukata, gathered in the larger of the 2 rooms, and were served a feast! This was also the first time Kristin and I had tried sea snail, so it was an interesting experience.

From bottom right to top left: scallop and sea urchin soup, pickled napa cabbage,  yellowtail and sea bream sashimi, cantaloupe, squid tentacles, clams, sea snail, some type of mushroom with sesame seed sauce, some type of mountain vegetable with ground horseradish, grilled fish (trout?), rice, and my personal favorite, wild mushroom nabe hotpot (with 10 different kinds of mushroom).
After dinner, they took our trays away and set up our bedding for us. We took another bath (for real this time, since the outdoor onsen didn't have any soaping/shampooing areas) in the bathing facilities in the ryokan, which didn't even have showers. I later heard from the owner that since the hot water comes straight from an underground hot spring instead of a water heating tank, there is only enough water pressure for faucets and not shower plumbing. It didn't matter to me, since filling small tubs with hot water and dumping them on yourself is oddly satisfying.

We spent the night comfortably and woke up the next morning for breakfast. Though not quite as fancy as the night before, the meal was excellent, and we got to try some more local delicacies, like shredded nagaimo and another gooey vegetable concoction that I can't quite remember. The owner was surprised that we foreigners enjoyed the gooey, slimy foods of rural Japan, since most American and Australian tourists are uncomfortable with the texture.

With breakfast finished and our plans to go hiking thwarted by the rain, we said goodbye to the ryokan owner and piled into the car to head further northward. The target: Ouma Town on the northern-most tip of the main island of Japan. We arrived just before lunchtime, and made it to the tip of the cape to take pictures.



If you don't know already, Ouma is a very famous tuna fishing town, and the tuna caught here are usually sold for upwards of 30,000,000 yen ($300,000) each! One shop in the area was built by a fisherman who sold a catch for over 350,000,000 yen! That's $3.5 million! Most of the stuff being sold was rather expensive, so we held out on spending until lunchtime. At lunch, Kristin and I shared a bowl of expensive 中トロ (medium fat tuna cut) and 大トロ (high fat tuna cut), while Kevin enjoyed a nice large plate of tuna curry.

Tuna "tsukushi-don" まぐろつくし丼

Savoring some 大トロ. Look at the food-gasm face Kristin is making!

Good-looking maguro curry.
With the tuna-tasting mission completed, we headed back east towards the Eastern tip of the peninsula: Cape Shiriya, also known as Shiriyazaki. The reason we'd go out of our way to this sparsely inhabited place is this:




Wild horses! Not only are they wild horses, but they're the burlier, stockier, hairier versions famous in the area. These snow horses, called 寒立馬 kandachime, graze the plains on the cape, even when blizzards are dumping snow on them deep in the winter. They don't look like much in the pictures, but they're MASSIVE in person. The height to their backs alone is over 5 feet! They're very gentle and let people pet them, but their size alone is intimidating. Here is Honeybunny cautiously approaching one of the gentle giants:


She kept saying, "It's going to bite me!" as the horses crunched heavily on the grass. I decided to muster some courage a get a little more friendly, but the sight of those massive hooves - which could knock my skull concave in one swift kick - was still a bit unnerving. Needless to say, I made sure to stay away from the rear of the horses.


There's also a lighthouse that marks the Eastern-most point of the cape, but we mostly bypassed it because we really needed to use the bathroom and we wanted to make it back to Aomori City in time to catch the festival at Gappo Park. We made it back in time to enjoy some of the festivities, but we missed the Yosakoi dancing. Oh well...

That night, Kristin had to get on her bus back to Nagano. As a sendoff, we drove back downtown and ate at a little bar-style shop that served 6 different kinds of gyouza, or "pot-stickers". The special ones to note were the black gyouza (made black with seaweed), miso curry milk gyouza, and their house specialty which I have a hard time describing, gyouja. One of the drunker customers also treated Kevin and Wesley to some Japanese liquor, like Hoppii beer-like malt beverage and nihonshu Japanese sake.

After dinner, I drove Kristin to the bus terminal, where we had to say our farewells. It's always an emotional and sad parting, and the street performers loudly singly dramatic songs didn't help. For her, Golden Week was over, but I still had another day of responsibility to show my guests around.

Next time, it's finally time to go to Hirosaki! See you then!

Tuesday, May 14, 2013

Golden Week Part 2: Asamushi Onsen and Hachinohe

(continued from part 1)

Back in my home prefecture and apartment, the next few days would consist of traveling within Aomori prefecture. Since we had so many people with us, we decided that renting a car would be both easier and more cost effective than taking buses and trains.

The larger rental car places, like Toyota Rent-a-car and such, are pretty expensive, but the budget rental car places are much cheaper. I've used Ones and NicoNico Rent-a-car before with good results (a bit more than 2500 yen for same-day pickup and return), but there are local ones that are even cheaper. For this week, I tried out Aomori Car Boy. They offer little kei-cars for 1800 yen for the duration of a business day, with 24-hour rental periods a few hundred yen more. I went with a small sedan that was a little bigger, but still only paid 3000 yen for each 24-hour period (all these prices are before 1000 yen for insurance). All in all, a great deal, even though the car was a bit old and wasn't in the best condition.

For our first day, we were originally planning to go to Hirosaki to look at the Sakura blossoms. However, since the flowers were late this year, we chose to go somewhere else and go back to Hirosaki on a later day. I haven't been to Hachinohe yet, so we decided to explore over there. I've always wanted a Yawata-uma painted wooden worse from there anyways...

Yawata-uma from Hachinohe...
and talking counterpart, Matsukaze, with owner Mayuzumi Yukie from the anime Majikoi. I'm not sure which, but he is one of three main wooden horse dolls produced in the Tohoku region: Yawatauma, Kinoshita-goma, or Miharu-goma .
Hachinohe is on the far east side of the prefecture and a 2 hour drive, so we made a few pit stops along the way. The first one was at Matabei マタベイ Ramen shop on the east side of Aomori City. Matabei means "see you again!" in the local Tsugaru-ben dialect, and the noodles and soup here have a nice country and fishy flavor. My favorite part is how, when you finally finish everything, the bottom of the bowls have "matabei!" written on them. I always love coming to this place (it's very close to my base school and occupies a lonely shack-like building in the middle of rice field country), but Kevin said he didn't care too much for the fish flavor.

Picture from tabelog
After ramen, we went another kilometer or 2 and made a stop at a milkshake shop next to the highway. We parked illegally in the grass by the highway, and then scurried across traffic frogger-style. We each got a tiny, but thick and delicious milkshake to top off lunch.

Since Asamushi onsen is along the way to Hachinohe, we took another break there to bathe. We were a bit short on time, so we went to the closest bathhouse on the top floor of the main tourist building, Yu~sa. The bathhouse is called hadakayu, or "naked springs" (kinda redundant). It was a small place without many fancy extras, but the view from the pools overlooking Aomori Bay and Yunoshima Island was fantastic. Half an hour of soaking and a bit of shopping around later, we finally continued on our way to Hachinohe. We also managed to buy a tsumi-houdai "all you can pick" bag full of apples for 300 yen. We must have ended up with at least 15 apples...

The view from Hadakayu
An hour and a half of driving later, we finally got to Hachinohe. We planned to look at sakura in Hachinohe park, but the rain and wind, along with the fact that we got there right before closing time (4 or 5 pm), cut our plans short.

One of the few pictures taken before we had to bounce.
As the rain died down, we drove to the coast to visit a famous seagull shrine. The black-tailed gulls, called umineko "sea cats" in Japanese, flock to a small island called Kabushima to nest. The gulls are literally EVERYWHERE. We walked up the stairs to the shrine, bobbing and weaving to avoid the gulls on the ground and in the air, to take some videos and pictures.

In the middle of filming, I was hit in the face by a bird-bomb, which forced me to retreat back to the car and clean myself off. A poop-check later and Kevin was cleaning a bomb off his jacket also. We took these as "blessings" from the seagull gods, but felt blessed enough to call it quits and go get some food.

Since we didn't know of any good food in the area, we played it safe by going to a well-known okonomiyaki chain called Doutonbori. We had lots of fun cooking 2 different kinds of okonomiyaki and 2 kinds of monjayaki.

Hmm... what to order...

Okonomiyaki completed! おいしいお好み焼きできあ~がり!

 When we were done, it was well past 9 PM, so I made the long drive home while the other 3 people relaxed in the car. On the way home, we had a close encounter with a common species in Japan: the idiot driver. As we drove down the dark, unlit highway, I saw some strange dim lights in front of me. I squinted to try to get a better look when Kristin jumped and yelled, "Pumpkin, car!" I braked and swerved left just in time to miss the tail end of a person making a slow 3-point turn in the middle of the highway! The dim lights were the headlights and taillights when pointed perpendicular to me. Incredible... after that encounter, everyone in the car was wide awake and I felt the adrenaline pumping.

Anyways, we made it back to Aomori safely and called it a night! I didn't have time to find an affordable Yawata-uma for my collection, but I'll be sure to go back again and find one! Next time, we really go out into the boonies as we explore Shimokita peninsula. 

Monday, May 13, 2013

Golden Week Part 1: Hakodate


I have a friend I've known since middle school named Kevin. We played trombone in the same marching/symphonic/jazz bands all the way through high school and studied Japanese together for years. We're both engineers, and we even lived in the same condominium in college. Needless to say, we've got a long history.

Kevin and me at our graduation
Kevin decided to quit his job and go on a journey to Japan and Taiwan for a month, before returning to the US to find a new job. A friend we met at Anime Expo, named Wesley, decided to tag along. They just happened to come during Golden Week.

Golden Week in Japan is heavy travel season. It is a period of consecutive holidays partnered with a weekend, so most people take their vacations during this time. If you want to go anywhere in Japan, it'll cost you 2-5 times as much as it would during an off-season. Apparently, this price hike used to be illegal, but the government decided that the ability to rip people off is a cornerstone of capitalism and should be allowed. Thank you Koizumi Jun'ichiro. Anyways, since hotel prices skyrocket like crazy during Golden Week, these two friends avoided highway robbery by visiting me and using my apartment as their staging ground.

I figured it would be too boring for them to stay in Aomori City for a whole week, so I planned my second trip to Hakodate. I love Hakodate because it's lively and interesting, while decently cheap and easy to get to by ferry. Also, since it was no longer the dead of winter, there were more attractions for us to see!

Since my friends hadn't seen them yet, we went back to the obligatory Goryoukaku Star Fort, Bugyousho (Magistrate's Office), Mt. Hakodate Ropeway, and the scalding Yachigashira Onsen. Here's a few pictures:

Bugyousho in the spring
Panorama of Goryoukaku grounds and Tower
Afterwards, we continued down the cable car line to Yunokawa to take a look at the Onsen Ryokan area. There was a nice footbath near the cable car station, and we warmed our cold feet. My girlfriend, unfortunately, was wearing a tights/socks combo thing, and couldn't get them off without stripping down, so she sat miserably beside us and took pictures.


From right to left: bare-legged local, happy Kevin, and sad Honeybunny

Ab and quad workout air-drying our feet since we didn't have towels. If you look closely, you can see the red/white boundary line where our feet had been soaking in the water.
 
I was starting to feel a cold coming on, so that night, we ate some of Hakodate's specialty 塩ラーメン (salt ramen). We went to a tiny shop in Daimon Yokochou called Ryuou Ramen, where they have a well-advertised 黄金塩ラーメン (Ougon Shio Ramen) "Golden Salt Ramen". When the stuff came out, it didn't disappoint. The stock is made from boiling chicken for ages and comes out a golden yellow. The sweet richness of the molten chicken fat blends perfectly with the added salt and chewy, fresh-cut ramen noodles. I will definitely be back here someday.

黄金塩ラーメン: one of the best I've had in Japan!

On the way back to the hotel, my girlfriend frantically came to me saying she left her phone in the ramen shop. I turned back to go get it, but she told me to stay at the hotel while she went back to get it herself. That sounded fair enough, but I later found out that she had gone to buy a birthday cake for me from Pastry Snaffles, a popular pastry shop in Hakodate with a killer cheesecake. I had almost forgotten that my birthday was coming up until everybody strolled into my hotel room with the strawberry cake. "What's this?" I asked in confusion. They answered with the Happy Birthday song. Ahaha you all totally got me!

The next morning, we went to the nearby 朝市 morning market to get breakfast. We headed straight for the live squid pool, where you can fish your own squid for a little less than 1000 yen. The shop then guts, cleans, and slices your catch for you to eat right away. I'm not much of a fan of squid, but it actually tastes amazing when it's this fresh! It so fresh that the tentacles still curl and writhe when you dip them into soy sauce!



After a bigger breakfast of crab, raw scallops, and sea urchin eggs (Kevin ate a whole grilled mackerel!), we headed north to Ounuma Park. Ounuma Park sits in a small land strip between Ounuma Lake and Konuma Lake. Each is riddled with small islands, which are connected by bridges making a hiking path. The park also has a 14 km bike route (along the road) around Ounuma Lake, and there are many bike rental places that offer bikes for 500 yen an hour (1000 yen for a whole day). It was beautiful, but with the temperature still sitting below 10 C, it would have been nicer if it were warmer.

Ounuma Lake and Mt. Komagatake
As the day ground to a close, we took the train back to the city and paid a visit to the familiar Hakodate burger joint, Lucky Pierrot. This time, we went to the original store in Motomachi near the red brick warehouses. We were all wildly satisfied with our chili-filled hamburgers, except for Kevin, who thought his tonkatsu burger was a bit dry.


Disappointing tonkatsu burger
After wandering through the red brick warehouse looking for souvenirs, we finally called it a day and walked back towards the hotel to gather our things. Along the way, we stopped at a cool-looking boat-shaped footbath near Hakodate Beer. After quickly removing our shoes and socks, we 3 boys recklessly plunged in to discover that the footbath wasn't even lukewarm! Lesson learned: always check the water temperature before going in!

After another 4-hour ferry ride filled with UNO and middle school kendo kids staring at us, we arrived back home in Aomori! Stay tuned for the rest of our Golden Week travels!

Katakuri Festival (Dog-toothed violets)

Before I was even off work, Kristin arrived from Nagano to visit me for Golden Week. She arrived just in time to catch the end of the Katakuri Festival in Asamushi Onsen.

Asamushi Onsen Beach during peak summer season.

The Katakuri Festival runs for a few weeks every April and celebrates the blooming of the dog-toothed violets. In many respects, it's not so much a "festival" as it is a "hiking and photographing frenzy". During this time, small fishing boats offer 1000 yen rides over to 湯の島Yunoshima, the uninhabited island in front of Asamushi Beach. There, you can hike up to the peak of the small but steep mound of an island, and look at the purple and white flowers around you all the while.



I instantly fell in love with the trails. They're narrow, soft, and have massive steep drops off to the sides. It's great that the island is off-limits for most of the year, so the trails stay wild and mostly untrodden.

Trails used only a few weeks a year are the best trails!

Once we got to the top, Kristin and I sat down and munched on some apple pie and pumpkin rolls we bought at a grocery store on the mainland. We washed it all down with some local Aomori apple juice before heading back downhill.

The summit: short but steep.
At the bottom, we spent a little time walking the rocky shores taking pictures and hunting for sea glass.

So much smelly marine life.
Mmm... shellfish...
Tiny rocky beach on the north end of the island.

We walked past a smelly pile, and right as Kristin was about to step in it, I said, "Hey! Look at this!" She looked down to see the decomposing jaw and spine of what used to be a fox. She stumbled back in horror, while I contemplated how difficult it would be to bring the jawbone back home with me in a sanitary manner. Needless to say, Kristin wouldn't let me...

A Japanese fox, or at least what's left of it.
After that, we took the boat back to shore, had lunch of ramen and yakiniku (barbecue) at a 食堂 Japanese style eatery, and took a break at the footbath in front of the station. Having Kristin with me really catches people's attention, since people tend to assume I'm Japanese and uninteresting when I'm alone. A woman with her son at the footbath struck up a conversation with Kristin (even though I did most of the talking), and she gave us a few apples for the short ride home.

We boarded the next bus, waved goodbye to the mom and son out the window, and headed home to call it a productive day. I can't wait to come back again next year!

Wednesday, May 8, 2013

Paradoxes in Japanese Culture

Hi again, everyone! Today, I want to talk about some paradoxical parts of Japanese culture I found very hard to understand at first. Some of them have clarified themselves, while others still don't make very much sense to me. Read and see what you can take away from them!


Public Nudity:

As we all know, one part of Japanese culture that is very foreign to modern Western culture is public bathing. In the olden days, men and women used to bathe together in the same bathhouse or hot spring, and nudity in public was no big deal. If you want to get the full experience of a Japanese お風呂 bath, expect to see lots of buck-naked Japanese people.

Today, however, nudity in public is much more frowned upon. Modesty about public nudity was brought to Japan along with European trade and Western influence. Our culture was the one that indoctrinated them into thinking that being seen naked is wrong, and people began to feel ashamed of it. Mixed bathing has all but disappeared, so almost all baths are gender segregated. I'm lucky to have a mixed-bathing onsen nearby, but women hardly frequent these types of places anyways.

Outside the bathhouse, public nudity is strictly regulated. By law, genitalia aren't even allowed to be shown on any print or video media (even cartoon genitalia!). Amazing, isn't it, how you can't look at private parts on paper, but you have to wade through a sea of them just to take a simple bath! Public bathing has remained a part of the culture for the most part, but the rest is the effect of a clash between Eastern and Western culture.


Professionalism:

The Japanese workplace is an uptight environment. There is a distinct ladder-like hierarchy based on age or seniority, and underlings must treat their seniors with the utmost respect. This is reflected by use of respectful speech, length/depth/frequency of bowing, and the general way people carry themselves. Workers are expected to arrive early, work hard constantly, do everything their superiors want, and leave work late. Many of the teachers I work with arrive at school at around 7:30 am and leave work after 8:00 pm. You can imagine that their diet and health are quite poor because of this.

People are expected to carry themselves in a professional manner. Here, they call it まじめ, or majime. People need to be serious about their work, and be good role models to their underlings. For example, government workers (like me) are held to a higher standard than other regular folk. If we are caught committing petty crimes, like jaywalking or traffic violations, students and other teachers will call us out at work. If the law gets involved, you must write a personal apology to the mayor. Lost your bus card? Letter to the mayor. Wallet got stolen? Letter to the mayor. Parking ticket? Letter to the mayor.

But of course, people are not always expected to be majime. Every so often, there are office parties called enkai. These are considered "work" and everyone is expected to go, and if you are late, your boss will call you and ask where you are. But, once you are there, you are expected to drink copious amounts of alcohol and get absolutely inebriated. People laugh and sing, and do stupid shit. If you can't get drunk enough at the party, there is usually an after party, called a nijikai, where you can deal your liver some final blows. I've heard of an office party hero who found a conch and ran around blowing it in people's faces. Of course, the next day at work, he was back to the usual majime.

Schools reflect the professionalism of the workplace. In school, students need to be proper and behaved. They have uniforms that must be neat and tidy, and they even have an official way to arrange their school lunch on their trays! But once school is over, the kids become wild and crazy animals as usual. Teachers are strict and scary when they're in the halls or in class, but they become friendly and lighthearted when in the teacher's room or at office parties. The idea that there is a time and place for everything is called "being able to read the atmosphere", or 空気を読める kuuki wo yomeru. People who have trouble understanding their social position are called "KY's", or kuuki yomenai for "can't read the atmosphere". The ability to read and understand your social environment underlies the many Japanese paradoxes.


Politeness:

When asked what they think of Japanese people, most people I've met say, "They're the nicest and most polite people I've ever met!" Sure, Japanese people are polite. It's a custom to be polite to people you've just met, guests in your home, or people of seniority. Most tourists get the impression that all Japanese people are polite all the time.

Of course, like everything else, there is a time and place for everything. People who work in the service industry are always polite. They always use extreme amounts of polite speech, and bow at customers constantly. They also apologize and thank customers for every little thing. This politeness can get pretty annoying and disgusting after a while, because you know it's entirely fake.

People who are served by people in the service industry are anything but polite. While other people are serving or helping them, they tend to simply ignore what's going on. When exiting a bus, the driver will thank the passengers, while the passengers silently throw their fare into the money machine and avoid eye contact. When an old man or lady is struggling to get up the bus steps, people avert their eyes and refuse to go help. I've had to personally lift 2 old ladies into the bus because nobody else bothered to. Young people choose to stay seated while old people stand. I've stood to let an old man sit in my place, causing a great commotion in the bus as the high school kids started feeling guilty and let the old people take their spots.

People in the grocery store are the same; they silently pay for their groceries and walk away from the cashier without another word. People on the street do their best to avoid other pedestrians and prevent a conversation. There's a stifling "leave me alone" atmosphere.

Politeness is part of Japanese culture, but politeness is situational. If you are polite when you're not supposed to be, people will find it strange. I was talking to some of the neighbors' kids, and they made fun of how I used keigo. Keigo is usually used to people of equal or slightly higher rank, so they found it extremely strange for me to use it when talking to kids. I had to explain to them that English doesn't have polite speech, and that keigo is the same as any other form of speech to me. They didn't seem to understand, and I doubt they ever will. That's just the way Japanese culture is.


Punctuality:

Most people in the world believe that Japan is obsessed with punctuality. Essentially, this is true. Employers expect their workers to get to work early. Around here, they say, "Early is on time, and on time is late. If you're late, you're REALLY late." Trains are expected to be on time to the second, and train companies make repeated intercom announcements to apologize if a train will be even slightly late. Train companies in Tokyo will even hand out apology slips to salarymen in the case of a late train so they have an excuse for being late to work.

That being said, there are many situations where tardiness is viewed as shikatanai, or "it can't be helped". I can't even count the number of times the office didn't really care when I was late to work because of a late bus. So the bus was late? Shikatanai. I've been on highway buses that arrived 2.5 hours later than expected. What does the driver tell you? Shikatanai. Trains late? Catastrophe. Buses late? Meh oh well. I've even known another teacher who drove his car into a snowy ditch, making it impossible for him to go to school the next day. When he called his head teacher at school, the reply was merely, "shikatanai".

Also, punctuality is only important if it's official business. If you're going to work, or some sort of official event, you'd better be there 15-30 minutes early. If you're just going out to hang out with a friend, it's fine to be as late as you want. Just make sure to text them beforehand, and they won't care much. Hell, they were probably running late also.


Certifications:

Japan has a testing-based society. If you want to do anything, you must first be heavily tested on it to make sure you are qualified. If you want to drive, teach, cut hair, go to high school/college, or do anything really, you're going to need a certification for it. It's a good safe way to make sure everybody knows what they're doing.

This all seems normal, but there is a heavy unbalance in the system. The testing process is extremely rigorous. As I mentioned before, the certification courses for getting a driver's license cost upwards of $3000 and has weeks of classroom and closed-course practice. If you want to cut hair, you need to get two licenses! One is for cutting hair with scissors, and the other is for cutting hair with clippers. If you've only got one, it's illegal to cut someone else's hair with the other method (for money).

Even though the testing process is rigorous, they are hardly ever realistic. Those who learn to drive usually end up with their licenses before they've even had a chance to drive on a real road with traffic. Closed-course driving that's expected for the test is nothing like real driving, so there are many "paper drivers", who own drivers licenses but are too terrified to drive for the first time. People who do end up driving may end up driving dangerously, like many of the people I've seen. I've nearly slammed into a genius making a slow 3-point turn in the middle of an unlit highway at night!

School entrance exams test students on volumes of trivial knowledge, so anyone with half a brain and a hard-drive embedded in their skull can get into the top college (which guarantees them a high-paying executive position in the future). Teaching licenses are handed out like candy to anyone who can prove proficiency in their chosen subject without regard to teaching ability. Some English teachers still teach exclusively with a "read and repeat this passage, and study grammar and vocab on your own" style.

The reason Japan has such a rigorous testing-based society is because the economy is somewhat dependent on it. Test preparation is a noticeable part of the economy, and lots of people make their living on it. Imagine if there weren't any more driving schools, eikaiwa, tutoring centers, cram schools, or certification courses! That's tens of thousands of people out of work! The testing is there to make sure these people will continue to have work, while the results of post-certification hardly matter at all. Thus, there is an epidemic of people who are certified, but suck at what they do. Japan as a country is not alone in this aspect, but the effects are somewhat highlighted compared to other places.


Environmentalism:

If you've ever watched any of Miyazaki's films or seen any traditional Japanese art, Japan prides itself on being conscious of the environment. They take pride in their mountains, forests, streams, and natural hot springs. During the spring and fall, sakura blossom and fall foliage viewing are past-times that everyone takes part in, not just the nature lovers. They love wooden buildings, tatami floors, gardens with flowing water, and bonsai trees. Japan boasts that they have 4 unique seasons, and some people even believe that Japan is the only place in the world with 4 real seasons. Garbage is meticulously separated and sorted, and unneeded lighting is shut off to reduce energy consumption, even if it creates a safety hazard (the stairwells at my office are always completely dark, and I've stumbled down them more than a few times).

Unfortunately, Japan doesn't have as mutual a relationship with nature as they like to believe. Nearly all of Japan has been developed, so it's hard to find a piece of flat ground that doesn't have buildings or farmland on it. I've been to arguably the most rural place (Yagen Valley on the Shimokita peninsula) on Japan's main island, and it's surrounded within 30 km by small city zones. The land of Japan has been pillaged and exploited more than any other landmass on earth.

Not only this, but they've expanded their influence into the sea. Japan has a major overfishing problem, and Greenpeace is always targeting Japan for its whaling practices. Besides taking too much out of the sea, Japanese factories are also dumping stuff into it. Mercury poisoning was internationally famous in Minamata, Japan, where it was originally called "Minamata disease". There were big problems with pollution a few decades ago because the ministry of industrial development, too busy trying to increase their industrial strength and position as a world exporting power, largely ignored pollution control. Pollution control can be expensive, and it's difficult for businesses to flourish when they're burdened by unnecessary expenses. Japanese people can pretend that they are friendly with mother nature, but that is entirely untrue.


That's all for this time! Next time, I'll be talking about my Golden Week travels and experiences. See you then!