I suppose it’s painfully obvious to almost anyone on first blush, but to say that confusion is the order of the day when entering a foreign country is a bit of a misstatement. You see, it’s not entirely confusion, but wonderment–as in, I wonder what the hell I’m doing?
Peculiarities I was unprepared for noted during our couple-hour stroll around evening Shinjuku:
- Tiny umbrella sheaths that you insert your rain-stopper into as though a sword into a stone, then pull out from the side to detach from their holster
- A multi-floored, multi building Yodobashi Camera megaplex
- My peculiar desire to visit a McDonald’s (where I ordered a spicy chicken sandwich that truly was spicy)
- Visiting a video arcade that contained dozens of games, UFO catchers, candy machines, pachinko games, and even a lower floor that consisted only of people playing Tekken 6, Street Fighter IV, King of Fighters 2002, and other games of their ilk, at 10 p.m. on a Sunday night
I’ve added another Picasa image gallery as is sure to become the norm. I’ll have to add a link to the Picasa site proper eventually. But for now it’s late and we have orientation early. Oyasuminasai (おやすみなさい)!