I spent two weeks in Japan and I have never felt so much like a goon in my life. I am 6'2" (188)cm tall and before I could move or even stand up, I had to look around before I either hurt myself or someone else. Does this feeling ever go away?
hanasims wrote:I spent two weeks in Japan and I have never felt so much like a goon in my life. I am 6'2" (188)cm...Does this feeling ever go away?
Ouch. Repeat after me, "rokku shaku no mondai". Ouch.
The ever charming Japanese still build doors with clearance of six Japanese-size feet (rokku shaku). Ouch. Actually, it's "easier" if <ouch> you're 6'6' around 2m tall since you must always duck. However, at <ouch> 6'1", <ouch> the damn doors hit me on the coronal suture on the top of my skull that my head looks like a Klingon.
NO, it never goes away, but you learn how to duck unconciously.
When I moved into my first J-apartment, I Did duck but if I wasn't paying attention, I wouldn't duck far enough. I'm suprised as many times as I've bashed my skull against the doors I never drew blood.
By the way, I'm 207 cm about 6'8/9"
I will not abide ignorant intolerance just for the sake of getting along.