Day 89: Lost in translation in Tokyo

Wow. Tokyo. Thirty nine million people squeezed into an area half the size of Haiti. Robot restaurants. Karaoke. Godzilla. Hello Kitty. Tentacular porn. And then, just as you’re about to catalog it as the Asian Las Vegas, you meet the Japanese, the most polite people in the world. You ride a subway car filled to the brim but completely silent. You eat impeccably presented and prepared sushi. You stroll through a cherry blossom garden. You peak through the window of an ukiyo-e art gallery. You admire a Zen Buddhist temple.

We were baffled by these apparent contradictions. More than in any other place so far, we felt an urging need to meet a patient local to whom we could ask all kind of impolite and dumb questions: How can you be this stern looking on the subway and then go home and watch cartoons of a giant blue cat? Why are there so few foreigners living in Japan? Why don’t you get along with China?

(Un)luckily, we didn’t get a chance to ask this sort of questions. But the next best thing happened: my cousin André, whom I hadn’t seen in more than ten years, was spending three weeks in Japan and knew way more about the country than we did. Together, we walked around Tokyo yapping away in Portuguese.

At a first glance, Tokyo is not what you would call a beautiful city: it’s certainly tidy and spotless, but lacks the old charm of European capitals. Give it a second chance though, because Tokyo is so much more than a tight mesh of concrete.

The first ward (Tokyo is made up of wards, or districts) we visited was Shinjuku, Tokyo’s commercial and administrative centre. Besides a multitude of skyscrapers, it hosts the busiest railway station in the world, something we experienced in the flesh by getting lost there multiple times (you would expect clearer directions from the people that created Kanban and all that lean manufacturing stuff). Right next to the skyscrapers there’s plenty of places for all those businessmen to relax: Golden Gai is a small quarter of narrow streets filled with pubs, Kabukichō is a red light district (where even the weirdest fetiches find a home) and Ni-Chōme is Tokyo’s best-known gay district. Walk another 200 meters and the scenery changes drastically again: the Shinjuku Gyoen is one of the most stunning collections of Eastern and Western-style gardens we have ever seen.

André was the first to venture an hypothesis to Tokyo’s apparent schizophrenia: during the day tradition and discipline keep a city of nearly 40 million from spiraling into chaos, but after that what you do privately is your own business. Indeed, at least from the perspective of a first-time visitor, Japanese seem to have achieved a delicate balance between collectivism and individual freedom. I would venture further on saying It’s a balance based on genuine mutual respect rather than strict rules.

Understanding how wide does that mutual respect run would require spending a lot more time in Japan, something that seems notoriously hard to do: only about 1.5% of people living there are foreign nationals. Indeed, Japan is hardly a “melting pot” and was once described by a prime-minister as a nation of “one race, one civilization, one language and one culture”. That may soon change – Japan is considering relaxing its strict immigration rules in order to inject new blood into an aging workforce – but for now there’s no shortage of foreigners that, much like Bill and Charlotte, feel Lost in Translation in Tokyo’s society.

Anyway, back to sightseeing. Shinjuku might be Tokyo’s de facto centre, but the official one is Chiyoda, home to the Imperial Palace. Unfortunately you can only visit the palace’s inner grounds two times a year: on January 2nd (New Year’s Greeting) and on December 23rd (the current Emperor’s birthday). Nevertheless, a visit to the areas around the palace is certainly worthwhile, particularly to the East Gardens and the Nijubashi, the two bridges that form an entrance to the palace’s inner grounds. By the way, Japan is the only constitutional monarchy in the world that still calls its monarch “Emperor”. This is something that probably doesn’t contribute to the tense relations with China. We’re also going to China on this trip, so we’ll wait for that before blabbering further about this topic.

Tokyo is of course much more than Shinjuku and Chiyoda, and we found worthwhile places to visit in all wards we ventured into. The Meiji-Jingū shrine in Shibuya, where we purified our hands in the ‘Temizuya’ and offered a prayer. The Sensō-Ji in Taito, Tokyo’s oldest temple (by the way, shrines are where Shinto is practiced, temples are for Buddhism). The Akihabara Electric Town in Chiyoda, the place to check out gadgets, anime and manga. And Roppongi, home to Maman (a giant bronze sculpture of a spider) and Gonpachi, the restaurant that inspired Kill Bill’s ‘House of Blue Leaves’.

There was more places to see and impolite questions to ask, but it was time to catch the bullet train to Kyoto. In the meantime, here’s some of the awesome pictures André took during his two weeks in Tokyo!


10 thoughts on “Day 89: Lost in translation in Tokyo

  1. Haha glad I am not the only one who takes pictures of his toilet when traveling to Japan. Indeed not something one is likely to do in any other part of the world…

    And when you see those Manga one does regret not knowing the language well enough to be able to fathom what goes on in those – and in the heads of those that read them.

    Enjoy the rest of your trip. Are you still in Japan or in Shanghai in the last week of October?


    1. Hi! So good to hear from you 🙂
      All good?
      Japan was indeed an amazing country to visit, and we feel that we only scratched the surface. We definitely need to come back!
      Unfortunately we’ve left China already. We are in SE Asia now (Cambodia)… So sorry to miss you. We’ll have to meet someplace else!


  2. Divertido saber ou relembrar todas essas coisas tão familiares e que tiveram afinal origem no Japão, como o karaoke, a simpática gatinha da Hello Kitty ou o monstro Godzilla! E outros conceitos igualmente oriundos do Japão, como o xintoísmo (shinto) ou os Koi fish… Ah, e o “shogun”, popularizado pela série Shogun, protagonizada por Richard Chamberlain… 🙂


  3. Pelo que contam, percebe-se que há no Japão uma forte modernidade (das sanitas aos comboios de alta velocidade…), mas que assenta numa civilização muito antiga que continua a ser preservada.

    Naturalmente, a arte está presente, e lá estão as gravuras japonesas, os belíssimos jardins por entre arranha-céus e canais de água, a singeleza dos origami e, acrescento eu, a ikebana (arranjos florais). E uma cidade extremamente limpa, apesar da sua enorme densidade populacional!

    É bom haver perguntas à espera de resposta sobre a aparente contradição dos japoneses. As respostas surgirão a seu tempo. Mas… a constatação de um povo que respeita os outros e é respeitado na sua privacidade parece-me um grande avanço civilizacional!


  4. Que feliz coincidência encontrarem por aí o André primo. Parabéns atrasados, André, parece que foi o teu aniversário… Obrigada pelas fotos. Curiosa, essa ponte arco-íris….

    Jules, com esse teu ar de mistério quando apareces de costas e saia comprida …. poderias ser a Scarlett Johansson! A propósito, cadê uma fotozinha do Verne??? 😦

    Com que então, a espreitarem os pedidos nos templos?! Como é que os conseguiram ler, afinal?!


  5. Bom rever o kiwi que compraram para o Dioguixo… Símbolo de nostalgia do lar? Ahahah

    Japão… mais um significativo marco na vossa viagem… Cá continuamos, à espera dos novos relatos, pelas terras por onde andaram os descobridores portugueses uns séculos antes de vós…

    Beijinhos! Boas e felizes Descobertas! 🙂


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