In western countries, when you shake hands with someone, and
the handshake you receive is weak and uncertain, the mood it gives off is
something along the lines of shy or uneasy, lacking confidence and perhaps
grace. And sometimes, when there’s no handshake offered at all, the air can get
a bit cold.
It’s rather like this in Japan, only you must remove
handshakes altogether and replace them...
Tuesday, 4 December 2018
Tuesday, 21 August 2018
The one day of the year Gotsu gets crowded
Japanese people like festivals. And I mean really like. The week
just passed was called Obon. It’s a yearly, nation-wide custom of honouring one's ancestors, and a large part of this honouring takes the form of festivals. Almost every
town has at least one, and the larger cities might have dozens. These involve street
entertainment, food stalls, parades, lanterns floating downriver to represent...
Wednesday, 15 August 2018
In a couple of years
I’ve been in Japan for 2 years (and something something
days); or, as the Japanese would say, “It has become my third year.” This
sounds strange in English, but perfectly fine in Japanese. Such is the headache
of a direct translation. And as I learn more of the language, I’m having
increasing trouble reconciling it with English.
So ends the yearly update on my life in Japan.
Unrelated, I...
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