We went out to lunch at an Indian restaurant. The menu was all in Japanese, so I had no clue what I was ordering. The good news is, it tasted like chicken. Does everything taste like chicken?
Oddly enough, there were more Japanese-run Indian restaurants than there were Japanese restaurants. There was, however, a McDonald’s. Yes, folks, fast food has invaded Japan.
The Japanese people are the politest people I’ve ever met. Now I understand why my Japanese interns at school thought my classroom music was too loud. Everything here is understated. I can just imagine the culture shock the girls have experienced in our loud “look at me” culture.
As we walked a maze of streets back to our car, I couldn’t resist one more shot of the architecture. Guess who photobombed my pic? I didn’t even notice until I downloaded the pictures to my computer!