Found in Translation

Osaka / Tokyo, Japan

June 24 and 27, 2009

Tokyo Tower

Tokyo Towel. No, it’s not a cloth to cover your nakedness as you emerge from an onsen (a public hot bath). Just an example of the Japanese quirk of rolling the hard /r/ to a loopy /l/, as in that hilarious scene in Lost in Translation involving a befuddled Bill Murray and a demanding dominatrix. In my case, I got befuddled looks because I look Japanese but couldn’t speak Nihonggo.

Before I got to Tokyo, I had been warned that asking for directions could be a linguistic challenge. Even the Japanese who speak some English may be bashful in using the language. Given my on-the-fritz sense of direction and illiteracy in hiragana, and throw in Tokyo’s multiple metro lines – I might as well have been blindfolded. But if there’s one thing I love doing in a foreign city, it’s walking aimlessly. And that’s how you get to know a city – by getting lost.

I soon found out it was hard to get lost in the Tokyo subway. Metro station signs have romaji (Japanese writing system in Latin alphabet) translations, aside from the numerical and color codes. And it’s not rocket science, mind you. (The challenge lies in buying fare cards from vending machines and navigating the labyrinthine subway exits, but that’s another story.) To add some human interaction, I would ask people for directions anyway; all but one could speak intelligible English. Not a bad batting average for a city that gave Bill Murray a lost-puppy look.

Having Sushi with Dr. Michi Sawahata

Now a warning. The Japanese have zero penchant for saying “I don’t know” (which I thought would be a conveniently terse retort). They’d rather answer based on a general idea, not on geographic fact. Rule of thumb: always ask for a second opinion. Better yet, just trust the signs. It happened to me. I asked a guy on the train which stop I should get off. His answer was totally off from what I had figured out. I inched away from him in the crowded train so he wouldn’t see me get off at the right stop. A fail-safe plan is to rely on your wits and be attentive to the running digital ticker tape and audio announcements.

But there are Tokyoites who can give accurate directions, and would even lead the way. From Tokyo Station, I needed to take a bus to Tokyo Tower. The vicinity map on the bus stop also had romaji so no worries. But of course I like badgering people so I asked a Japanese lady (with me in the photo). She spoke fluent English and assured me that she was getting off at the same stop. We had a tete-a-tete while waiting for the bus. It turned out she was an English teacher! Japan could definitely catch up on English education if there were more teachers who can actually use the language like her.

With my Live GPS in Tokyo

Shinjuku Lights

That night, I needed to get to a bus station again, this time in Shinjuku. One of the two Tokyoites I was with had GPS in her cellphone so we were confident. We killed time at an izakaya (a Japanese pub) until it was just 15 minutes before my bus was to leave for Kusatsu City. A funny thing happened on the way to the bus station though. For some reason, the GPS was not specific enough. (What’s the juice with GPS? My Japanese host had one in her car but we were forever going around in circles! Again, that’s another story.) We couldn’t find the station! I was alone earlier that day and I managed to find my way. Finally I was with Tokyoites with their high-tech gadgets and we were in the dark. Who knew?

Shinjuku at night is not a place you’d like to lose your way in. There are chaotic crowds of mostly tanked up young people and assault-to-the-senses neon signs. Giving up on her GPS, my host decided to ask a man on the street. Bad idea. He gave directions and even walked with us. No surprise, after a few blocks it turned out he was just as clueless as we were. We were probably farther from the station than we had been originally. We had to pick up pace and weave through the crowds and narrow side streets. Well, I did miss my bus, but luckily another one was leaving in the next half hour.

Tokyoites, in my experience, are a helpful lot. Just don’t take their directions as Google Earth truth. Another complicating element is the nameless streets in Japan unless it is a major avenue. Counting blocks and committing landmarks to memory are the only way to go. You can’t use the constellations as neon lights outshine stars in this city. You’d be well advised to rely on your innate compass. But if you do need to ask for directions, Tokyoites are approachable and would go out of their way to help.

Kampai! With Jun Awano in a Shinjuku Izakaya

Shinsekai: Old “New World” in Osaka

Osaka was a different experience entirely. I was in Shinsekai, literally “new world” though ironically it is an old district in the city. The place is known to be dangerous, allegedly an abode of the homeless, prostitutes, and assorted lowlifes. The reputation seemed uncalled for as I never got that impression. Shinsekai looks like a quaint quarter of Osaka, akin to a Chinatown with its colorful array of restaurants, shops, and pachinko parlors. Restaurant barkers here smile!

I was with my Japanese host, not Osakan. We were all tourists in Osaka – the blind leading the blind. We stopped in the middle of a busy pedestrian street, Tsutenkaku-minami Hondori Shotenkai, making sense of the tourist map when a man approached us and asked if we needed any help. He didn’t seem suspicious, but looked sincere. The fact that he offered help before we even asked was a testament to the friendliness of Osakans. Unfortunately, I didn’t get the chance to go around the city alone. That could’ve given me more chances of interaction with the traditionally cheery Osakans.

Tsukenkaku in Osaka

Tsukenkaku Telescope

View from Tsukenkaku

The layout of Shinsekai should not be too difficult to navigate. Right at the center is the landmark of Osaka, the Tsutenkaku (literally the “tower reaching heaven”). It looks like a more compact version of Eiffel Tower. Its stem is adorned by the name Hitachi in lights (the corporate sponsor, of course). The tower is crowned by a huge clock and a weather forecasting neon turret – its color corresponds to the next day’s weather condition. The surrounding area is laid out in grids. North of the tower follows the Parisian-style radial grids while the south has square grids patterned after Manhattan. Pretty straightforward.

I had never felt lost in translation during my short stay in Japan. And it wasn’t with their Rs and Ls I had problems (plobrems?), but with their GPS.

Osaka from Tsukenkaku

10 thoughts on “Found in Translation

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  2. Then I’d best go with a tattoo of Kanji stating “Help, Philippine Embassy – where.” in terms of my geographic know how. I managed to get lost on the way to Greenhills from Makati 6 times, all in on trip.

    • No need for that Erich. You just go with me. It’s more fun getting lost with someone. Let’s bust those knees on a walking tour!

  3. I always get something new about Japan from your post.
    Wasn’t it difficult for you to find the way in the Tokyo subway? I envy you to have a good sense of direction. If I were there with you, I would have led you to the complete wrong way ;)
    And it is true that “you get to know a city – by getting lost”.

    • Whoa I can’t imagine a Japanese learning about Japan from me! :) Thanks for your kind words.
      Well, Karry, I wouldn’t mind getting lost in Aomori with you. Great way to get to know your city. And perhaps you’d learn a thing or two about your hometown as well. ;)

  4. Now I realn a rittre more of Japan and need not go to there coz its expensive.
    I will just lead youl brog. Aligatu!

    • Hahahaha funny Inno! Aligatu to you too. :) Actually, Japan is not so expensive if you take Cebu Pacific and stay at small traditional inns or backpackers’ hotels. But that would take a lot of internet research. And getting a visa might be a problem (oops plobrem) if you don’t use a travel agency.

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