The City exists on a number of levels- literally. Office towers, dept. stores on some layers, restaurants on others. Not apparent from street level. It is very clean, and on most streets you can not smoke. Silent with the exception of airconditoners and cars. People keep to the left, and it smells like Japanese food.
Have seen 3 or so people that are from somewhere else. The Japanese are ultra polite. Everybody bowing, even at McDonald's.
In Europe you can kind of piece another language together. Here it is another world, and not a lot of English. At least we can say cheeseburger and fries in Japanese.
We are the most casual people in the City. Tee and sneakers. It is hard to find someone without a collar or dress shoes in this humid place. Everyone has spotless posture, all dark hair, all a similar height. Dainty women in high heels. No overweight people here.
Still getting used to all the bowing, all the thankyous and putting your credit card or cash on the tray. Still trying to work out if those with surgical masks on are afraid of others colds or passing theirs on.
People do not take phone calls in McDonald's, and you can not use your mobile on the train. No yobs getting hammered at the bar, but we did meet a couple of Japanese gentlemen at our hotel's vending machine that had one too many- very giggly after one can of Asahi beer.
Sushi wrapper that separates the nori until you eat it/ somewhere to put your feet while you wait for the green man/ no smoking or littering
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