Saturday, 27 July 2013

Day 4: First time in Tokyo = Great culture shock?

The day started pretty normal, but wait .... it's already 1p.m.? Don't know why but when I looked at the watch a few minutes later it was about 8:30 a.m. Hmmm .... maybe I already halluzinate because of my airconditioner?
Hello Kitty is really everywhere :D
Nevertheless, I started my first free day by planning my day. Okay, I want to go to Tokyo. Hmmm .... okay, maybe not going like walking, but driving with the train. Okay, how do I come to the train station? Which train do I need? Can I come back lately? ... So you can see there was some work to do. But luckily the trainees before me (Kathrin and Stefanie, Thanks on this place) sent me a bunch of links and advices at the time before I got to Japan. With it, I could easily answer these questions and many more.

I don't know why they do this,
but they can extend the lights on the top!
Guess what, driving from the station "Hodogaya", which is about 30 minutes to walk from me, to Tokyo was totally easy. Just watching at the big board over the ticket terminals, looking for Tokyo, there is the price and this one you have to select at the terminal. Pretty easy, am I right?
Hint: Write down the name of your start and final station in Kanji. It wasn't a problem in Yokohama, everything was also written in latin characters, but in Tokyo there was surprisingly everything only in Kanji at the board. Believe me, I would have expect it there at last.
At the left side, you see the train station
So now I took about 35 minutes to get to Tokyo. There I just walked out and went wherever I wanted to be. No plans, no fixed dates, no stress. It was really amazing how quiet and nearly empty the streets of Tokyo were. Maybe it was because Saturday is for many people here a working day. Or because the district I where is a quiet one. Nevertheless, to be able to go back to the station later, I just walked straight. Best idea ever :D

Tokyo - A City between Tradition and Future
So first I came to a ancient palace or so. As I said, I wandered without a plan straight through the city. So I looked a little bit around it and also watched some people jogging along the sideways. First I thought that this is maybe a marathon because some people cheered loud. But it seemed they were just a group of sport students or so and cheered for themselves. Anyway it was quite entertaining ;)
Lunch Time!
What else can I say? To sum it up, Marunouchi seems very quite and peaceful. Of course many buildings are under construction but it wasn't really loud or so. In comparison with my hometown Leipzig, you don't here anything in Marunouchi. Ginza was more a lively place because of the massive amounts of shops, big and little restaurants and many Karaoke bars. Last ones couldn't be heared outside, of course. ;)

My way back home
And the people on the streets are really amazing. They didn't do some unusual stuff but many of them wear totally different clothes like the "normal" people. I see people with Kimonos, Gothic look, bath robes and many more. The clothing itself isn't so special but it's for everyone normal that everyone can look like he or she wants. And I find that's the way it should be. When see people in Germany, many of them just talk about how someone looks, that you shouldn't wear something likes this and bla, bla, bla. From what I've heard and seen so far, for me it seems that Japan is one of the most liberal countries regarding each persons style. Just for the record ;)

So after some hours, I took the train back home. On the way home I bought some stuff for me, as seen in the picture. It was really an experience to see more than just the usual quick noodles and finished products like in 7Eleven. And I found Curryrice for the microwave which I will taste this evening :)

Todays shopping

So, tomorrow I will eat lunch together with Maruta-san (remember, he's my boss), his family and Reiko-san (one AIESEC member who attended me when we made the first contact). So let's see what the next day will bring ^^







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