So different, so alike. In following with the universal threads binding Japan and the West, we go from the transcendent to the mundane.
The crowd in uniform black was probably unfairly caught in an unflattering moment. No, no one always enjoys the early rise, the commute and the bustle but come pay day, hard work and hassles are readily justified.
If Japanese classes on children's road safety are remotely like our own, students quickly learn to be polite and courteous to their fellows, especially when driving in the play-city — but with the fleet invariably short several pedal carts, to walk a little faster and avoid being stuck with a tricycle.
Thanks to the Mainichi, we still get to revel in another world: sumo stars, Queen impersonators, stretch Coopers and a growing album of this year's cherry blossoms; this week's handshake with our one-of-a-kind, next-ocean neighbor.