It’s official. I’m a fan of Japan!
The anime-ish hairstyles; the remarkable efficiency; the tranquility of the intricate subway trains; the quietness of train stations despite presence of swarms of people; the matchless technology yet preserved rich culture and heritage; and the unrivaled fashion.
The cute Japanese school uniforms; the efficient weather bureau; the smart looking young office workers dodging on thick manga books; the melodic language; the fine art of Kanji; the people’s civility, honesty and good manners; and the remarkable cleanliness and ecologically aware streets.
The wet-less wet market; the people’s courteousness in using the escalator; the ladies’ fake eyelashes, wigs and fingernails; the composure of geishas; the blushed cheeks of cute little children; the aesthetic splendor and freshness of dishes; the serene temples; the wide roads with long tunnels penetrating the mountains; the wonderful cherry blossoms; and the Nissin Chicken Ramen TV commercial I posted below which caught my full attention while I was lazing at the hotel in Osaka.
No doubt Japan is all very Zen. I am so impressed with Japan I sometimes wish I were Japanese. I could die happy even if I died because of a tsunami as long as in my next life I will be a “delicious” Japanese. But I guess the Japanese themselves wish they were something else.
Hay nako walang duda… Da gras is griner in Japan.