Japan: Day 2

 Our group consists of five Aussies, one American, two Londoners and a guide who regularly changes her persona.

 

Guide: At school we are always told to think of others. You don’t know what you want.

 

Harmony is praised above individual differences. 

 

Me: Do you think of other people?

Guide: Yes 

Me: Do you think of the environment? 

Guide: Yes keep it clean. Don’t leave any rubbish. 

Guide: School kids have to clean the toilets after school. Car owners all clean their car at the end of every day.  

 

Tokyo is devoid of rubbish. No rubbish or rubbish bins.

 

One of us Aussies uses the word bogan which leds to quizzical looks from non-Aussies.

 

We have to define the bogan.

 

Me: For a bogan their favourite food is pizza and chips. Pizza and salad if you are an intellectual.
Tourist: I have both.
Me: That’s called fusion.

Tourist: Confusion.

Me: A bogan has tatts. A gluten-free vegan, new-age intellectual has body art.

Me: A bogan wears black singlet and jeans. A teal-coloured, sensitive woke wears organic natural happy pants.