While Tokyo is a massive city and has adventure around every corner and all sorts of famous locations, the city of Nagoya has a special place in my heart. It’s cleaner, calmer, and far less daunting than the capital, and I always look forward to going back once a year during our Golden Week break. Continue reading
If we’re talking about vices, specifically things you consume that aren’t really good for you, I have only one: Soda, more specifically cola. I drank it all the time in the States, and almost no one said a word. Here in Japan, though, I often find myself being told how unhealthy it is, or how I should drink something else, and how “I don’t drink soda any more.”
The weird part? It’s not Japanese people telling me this, it’s other foreigners. These include smokers, drinkers, and even one guy who often eats chocolate for breakfast.
Maybe I should be flattered that they’ve taken such an interest in my health.
I read years ago that about 11% of spoken Japanese was borrowed English. Since then, I’ve learned that they don’t necessarily use all of those borrowed words correctly; many of them have been given (for lack of a better phrase) incorrect meanings in Japanese. This is called “wasei eigo.”
Some examples: Continue reading
A few years ago, I was fortunate enough to meet the Tinders, a couple from my hometown who help out a lot with the Japanese kids coming to my University to study. My mother got to know them sometime more recently, and when they came to Japan last year, I got to meet up with them. They were nice enough to help me get into the New Sanno Hotel’s Navy Exchange, which netted me a nice haul of things I otherwise couldn’t get in Japan. It was also nice to catch up with people from home. Continue reading
Japanese pizza is weird. Continue reading
I first learned of bánh mì, a kind of Vietnamese sandwich, after a friend of mine had been doing some research into Vietnamese culture for a pet project of his. Continue reading
- As long as it took me to find a shortcut to my home station, it took even longer before I realized it was only slightly longer to walk to Heiwajima Station. This is significant because Heiwajima is a stop for not only the local Keikyu trains, but most of the faster ones as well. This means that even if I’d technically be running behind for Omorimachi, I can walk an extra couple minutes and catch the same train (or a faster one) at the next station down. It’s saved me on more than one occasion.