Into the World:
The Random Thoughts in My Mind

Living in Japan, it is difficult to escape the omnipresence of uniforms. Whether it is the high school uniforms that titillate the salarymen , or the various uniforms of working people, from the train conductors and supermarket cashiers to the street cleaners and, who can forget the salarymen’s dark suits. Aside from introducing uniformity, the uniforms also become what people aspire to, as a symbol of their professional identity separate from their private lives as individuals.

The Japanese female high school uniform is almost a cultural institution in itself.  Immortalized in anime such as “Sailor Moon” and countless bittersweet love stories of campus romance on the big and small screens, its distinctive blue-and-white sailor-like design is recognizable to even the most casual purveyors of Japanese culture.  For millions in Japan, it is the visual manifestation of what it means to be youthful, innocent, and full of hope and drama.  It is the physical reminder of the coming of age.

Having joined many tours in the past, I come to see certain patterns on how they are organized.  That is especially true for shorter tours, where the ability of the guide to make the trip entertaining seems to be one of the primary criteria to evaluate whether the tour is worthwhile.  The sights might be great, but without proper presentation of them, it is hard to say that people who paid good money to be on the tour actually gained much from being on the tour as compared to just going around and looking at the same sights by themselves.