My travels have opened my eyes and heart to other cultures. But sometimes it is a steep learning curve to communicate and function in a foreign land. As I journeyed to 4 Japanese cities in 12 days on teaching business, I felt way out of my element and clumsy in my efforts to behave appropriately in a vastly different environment. The image of a bull in a china shop kept flitting before my eyes every time I did something that felt dissonant and out of place. Thank goodness for the goodwill and generosity of my hosts.
Here are some of the many bloopers I made.
To begin with, everything is small, precise and beautiful in Japan. The people are orderly, fashionable, demure, and unendingly polite. Citizens stand in perfect lines, one behind the other, on train platforms. They speak quietly, if at all, in public places like elevators, restaurants and on trains. Children are quiet and obedient. The mere act of conversing with my travel companion, Marifer, made me feel like I was shouting in a place of worship. Never mind the times when we actually did have to call out to one another when we found ourselves separated in a store or train station.
The food everywhere is exquisitely prepared. At my first breakfast at Hotel Associa in Shizuoka, I was overwhelmed by the many dishes and the artful presentation of the bounty. I promptly whacked one of the dishes with my purse, sending a pair of tiny serving tongs flying. When I turned to retrieve them, I stepped on them and mangled them beyond repair. Oh no.
According to my guide book on Japanese culture, being punctual is highly valued and expected. In my everyday life, I pride myself on arriving on time to all appointments. But, on my first day of teaching at Shizuoka University, I inadvertently took a taxi to the wrong campus, causing me to be twenty minutes late for my first day of school. When I arrived, the University President, Dean and several lead administrators were waiting for me outside the entrance in the 95 degree heat. Oh no. Continue reading
















