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An Intern Abroad: A Day by the Hour

An Intern Abroad: A Day by the Hour

Ok, so you’ve got the job, packed your bags and are ready to work. Well, presumably you’ve already done all the preparation before you’ve actually landed. At least I hope you did. It makes your first day much easier, because trust me, it can be a whirlwind. So let’s get to it!


6:00: Get Up

Your bed may be comfortable, or another 9 minutes of snoozing may sound good, but it’s not worth the risk of being late. Take it from someone who’s been late… twice. It’s not the most pleasant experience. But we’re not here to revisit my memories of walking up sweaty and stressed on Day 1 to two different internships.

I would suggest, especially on Day 1, to lay out your clothes and pack a lunch/lunch money the night before. Not having to figure that out in the morning makes more of a difference than you’d think.


7:00: Eat Breakfast

So, some of you may have seen the “get up at 6 am” bit and wondered why so early. Breakfast. Breakfast is why. Don’t think you’ll eat in 5 minutes while running out the door. My personal favorite thing to do was to watch some Brooklyn Nine-Nine while sipping some of that bitter cup of a happiness potion called coffee. Even just sitting for 15 minutes and reading an article or two can help you calm down before a long day. Or the long commute.


7:40: Train Time

Ok breathe. Now Google the morning rush of Tokyo, or London, or really any bit city. Now breathe again.

Done? Yeah. It’s not really the prettiest thing in the world. There have been times where it’s been so packed on the metro that I couldn’t move my arms. Sound bad yet? Well, you get used to it. No one really likes commuting, but everyone has an average of an hour each way to and from work. May as well make the best of it.

A few tips to survive:

  1. Put in headphones and blast your most feel-good playlist or podcast
  2. Close your eyes, assuming you’re not a sleep-risk, and try to forget how there is a forearm in your face
  3. Think the happiest of thoughts, like actually getting to sit in an empty train car
  4. Look out the window and watch your beautiful new host city zoom by
  5. If you’re by the door when they open, step out to the side to avoid the sudden stampede of people coming out
  6. Don’t be insulted by the lack of personal space, at least not for the hour on the train
  7. Don’t be insulted if someone pushes you. They just need to get off. Unless an elbow goes flying, there was no anger behind it. You’ll probably find yourself shoving someone at one point. Just keep your elbows and hands in and just shoulder your way out. Mumble a quick “Sumimasen” if you want to be uber polite.
  8. Remember to hold the the rail on the escelators

 Please Hold the Rail

8:55: Arrive

You’ve made it! Work starts at 9:00, so make sure to get there slightly early so you can settle in. Now begins the real fun.

When you walk in, your supervisor will most likely introduce you to the company, maybe walk you around the office and introduce you to people. You may even be given a business card. Pro-tip: Look up Japanese business card etiquette, just in case. Once you settle into your desk, start your tasks! Don’t be afraid to ask questions, and if you have ANY worries, approach your supervisor. Better to ask now than let everything snowball.


13:00: Lunch time!

This is the perfect time for lunch. Lunch is an hour and taking it at 13:00 gives you a nice break exactly in the middle of the day. Your supervisor or coworkers may ask you to go out to lunch. Say yes! Your first day is the best opportunity to connect with them and really start integrating into the office culture. They’ll probably ask some questions. Be prepared with your own. It doesn’t all have to be about the company. You could talk about Japan (or whatever your host county is), hobbies, the food. If you’re really desperate for small talk, there’s always the weather.


14:00: Hi Ho, Hi Ho, It’s Off to Work We Go

Back to the grind. Once you start getting into the swing of things, make sure to establish open communication with your supervisor. That way, if you are getting too much work or not enough, you feel comfortable talking about it later on. As the semester goes on, look back at the internship description from when you first applied. Is there anything in the description that you really want to do? Don’t sit and wait for it. Feel free to talk to your supervisor. They want you to like your internship as much as you want to. And really, they don’t bite.


18:00: First Day Is Over!

You made it! Now, and bear with me, we have to go back to the trains. See above for survival tips. On the bright side? The rest of the day is yours. Get dinner, go to an arcade, make a big stew, get free hugs in Shibuya, sleep away the remaining hours. Look forward to Day 2.

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4 Unique Restaurant Experiences in Japan

4 Unique Restaurant Experiences in Japan

Almost every time I go out to eat somewhere in Japan, it turns into an entire experience in itself. You could have fun here simply visiting restaurants and trying all the food that you could not get back home. That being said, if you are a picky eater, then I think you are truly missing out on some priceless experiences here in Japan. Here, I added pictures of my most memorable experiences:


1. Japanese Hotcakes


The first picture is of the famous Japanese hotcakes. You might have seen videos of these on Facebook or some travel channel show. It was probably the best pancake I had ever eaten. The restaurant where you can find these unique pancakes is called West Aoyama Garden, a short walk from Nogizaka station after riding the Chiyoda line. The restaurant is based off of a high-end French cafe, so there is also bakery located in the front. Keeping with the theme, there are no chopsticks to be found either, and all the menu items are European to some degree. The servers even dress the part and give you a hot towel, known as oshibori, to wipe your hands with before the meal.

2. Maid and Butler Cafes


Now, if you like cafes but want a more kawaii experience, then I would recommend any of the maid cafes in Akihabara or mascot cafes like Cinnamoroll Cafe in Shinjuku. There are also animal-themed cafes, like cat or dog or even owl cafes, where one is entertained by the animals while waiting for the food. I would recommend going to a maid cafe at least once because there is really nothing like it. As you probably have seen across websites or social media, all the servers are women dressed in maid outfits. At the maid cafe there is a bell you ring to get the servers’ attention, and if you grow fond of one of the servers, you can pay extra to get a picture of them. The concept overall seems to be geared towards single men, as those appeared to be the only other kind of customers other than tourists that were there when I went with a group of friends. The interactions with the server were always entertaining and funny, so they made for a good time.

However, if women in maid outfits don’t particularly appeal to you, then Japan also has a butler cafe, The Swallowtail, in Shibuya. This cafe delivers a much different experience. Here, the women are treated more like royalty, as the “master” title given to male customers in maid cafes has been substituted for the title “princess.” It is much more expensive, and there is a list of rules one has to follow when dining there. I haven’t yet visited, but it might be a place to check out.

3. Mascot Cafes


A much more relaxing and cozy experience can be found at Cinnamoroll CafeIt doesn’t have the “maid experience” but, instead, has booths with plushies of the mascot that you can play with while waiting for your food. All the food items are designed to look like the mascot, too. This cafe seems like a much more popular date destination; half of the customers when I went seemed to be couples. I ordered a strawberry sponge cake when I visited, and it is still the best dessert I have had since I arrived.

4. Conveyor Belt Sushi


The last kind of restaurant is the conveyor belt sushi. This experience was the most fun I had at a restaurant. With a device like an iPad, you can order a wide variety of sushi, and within minutes, the plate with your food comes traveling down the belt. It is not that expensive either, considering it charges per plate and the amount of food you can get for around $10 is substantial.


Culture Shock pt. 2: Getting through It

Culture Shock pt. 2: Getting through It

So if you didn’t read my first post about how I experienced culture shock, here’s the run down: I’m an intern in Tokyo and I experienced culture shock, which surprised me.

As the second part of reflections on the topic, this post is going to be about getting over culture shock. Sometimes, culture shock can be an actual shock, over in 7 minutes. Other times, it can take months. Whatever the case, there’s always a light at the end of the shorter-than-you-think tunnel. So, before you go anywhere, learn a few ways to deal with the shock. Here’s how I did:

Step One: Recognition

Culture shock will most likely hit you in the first place where you really start realizing you’re not “home”, and that may not be some new and exciting place. If you’re in an internship, it most likely will be at your workplace Or at least it was for me: the first day of work was really when it hit me. I’m interning in a company where 98% of the employees are Japanese. For my first day, it felt like there were hours where the only sounds I heard were people typing. People tell you that no one talks on trains here, similar to many other countries (not the US, as many of you reading may know). What no one tells you, though, is that the “be quiet” rule extends beyond trains.

I’m not saying that Tokyo is this eerily stark-silent city. It’s just so quiet compared to other cities I’ve lived in like Philly and London. I spent the night after my first day on the job and half of the next day trying to figure out why I suddenly wish I wasn’t there, why I felt this pang in my chest if I thought about going back to work or riding the train. After hours of internal deliberation, I finally accepted that it was culture shock.

Once you realize you’re experiencing culture shock, it lifts half the weight off of your chest. Recognition can last from a months-long experience to maybe just a few days-long experience, because once you figure it all out, it’s easier and faster to move through it.

Step 2: Respond to Your Stress

Now, this is probably specific to me, but I need to reason myself out of being stressed or sad so that I can actually take action to get past whatever it is that’s upsetting me. You might be different. Before going abroad, really ask yourself how you respond to stress and what works for you. Even if you don’t get culture shock, knowing how to deal with stress will help you a lot. 

For me, I started by asking myself exactly what was making me so uncomfortable. That was easy to find out after my strangely quiet work day. I had to remind myself why that makes me uncomfortable, and then start listing any other thing that was contributing to my culture shock (ie. the language barrier). Anything that stops you from feeling as if you don’t belong in your temporary home–list them out. It really helps to know exactly what upsets you for…

Step 3: Point Out the Awesome

This is probably the most important step. Honestly, you might even be able to skip to this step. No matter what makes you uncomfortable, no matter what is different or strange to you, there will be 10 more things that are new and make you actually excited to be where you are.

A Typical, Cheap Work Lunch

Spoiler alert: most of what I love here is food, like this cheap and yummy lunch à la 7-Eleven and my work’s vending machine

For me, I was already loving:

  1. Sushi need I say more?
  2. Ramen bars where have these been all my life?!
  3. Udon barsimilar to point 2
  4. Non-SEPTA public transport seriously, why does SEPTA pose so much hassle
  5. Conbini EVERYWHERE I can even get sushi here (see point 1)
  6. How nice everyone is! I once had a very nice man take me 5 blocks out of HIS way because he saw a poor lost American
  7. Seaweed snacks I am addicted
  8. Fashion everyone looks so put together all the time
  9. Little random fairs everywhere street food is amazing no matter the country
  10. The Umbrellas ok, stay with me, but they are so cute here! And they really help rain or shine
  11. Sushi
  12. Sushi
  13. Just all the food, really
  14. Traditional Shrines they bring you peace and new culture
Meiji Shrine Entrance

The Meiji Shrine entrance, right in the middle of bustling Tokyo

The point is, no matter how long your culture shock lasts, even if it lasts for the entire time you’re here (which it won’t, don’t worry), keep reminding yourself of the reasons you DO want to be here. You’ll find that culture shock just subsides a bit everyday. Mine lasted about a month. Whether or not you experience full on culture shock, you will get a little homesick or feel a little sad sometimes. Just walk outside and find a new thing to fall in love with.


So, now that we know how to get through the shock, shall we head to work?


a night at the movies


After the first half of the week tricked me and the rest of Tokyo into thinking we were comfortably entrenched in spring, at last, the weekend brought a total reversion, complete with icy rain. Always one to let the weather get the best of me, I decided it was the perfect opportunity to catch a movie at one of the city’s many cinemas.

I had read about the extravagancies of Tokyo theaters, luxurious recliners and blankets and whole meals served during the show,  but no one in my immediate circle had gone to one yet so I would have to do further searching on my own. After reading through one article which listed theaters showing mostly arthouse or dated films in English, I felt like an idiot when I clicked on the Toho site on accident and discovered that just about every current U.S. release screened there is shown with English audio and Japanese subtitles.

Of course.

I settled on the Shinjuku location (known for a Godzilla head peaking out of its higher levels, Google it) and Black Panther for the movie. Although IMAX 3D and 3D MX4D (which purports to make the audience “feel” what happens on screen, something I’m not sure you’d want when watching a movie that is 75% punching but to each her own) weren’t much more than the standard showing, spanning a spectrum from 1,500 to 2,000yen, I decided to keep it simple. After classes on Friday, I set out from TUJ with three friends by my side for Shinjuku.

When we arrived to buy tickets at 5:45, with our showtime at 7, the rest of my party was a little anxious for reasons I couldn’t understand. We had an hour and fifteen minutes; what was there to stress about? As we purchased our tickets from the self-service kiosk, expressions of joy at the student discount quickly souring when it became clear there were almost no connecting seats left and those that remained were in the front row, I realized that seeing a movie in a small town is entirely different from seeing one in a big city. No chance of having the theater to yourself or waltzing in during the previews; seeing a movie in Tokyo requires planning.

We settled for the four connecting seats in the front and went to get dinner before the show, slightly worried by the number of moviegoers already camped out in the lobby when no new showings were being seated until 6:30, all times staggered by three hours instead of occurring according to running time. Upon our return, things had become even livelier and entrance was being permitted by theater number, not the free-flow common to U.S. theaters; ours was screen #4 and there must have been another film showing with four (yon) in the title because we twice queued up to enter after hearing yon only to be shooed away.

I had just entered the snack line when we were finally called and was haunted by my loss though pleased to see the front row wasn’t practically pressed against the screen like in U.S. theaters. Let me say, I have never in my life purchased movie snacks and was raised to bring a tote bag full of dollar store treats with me to all theatrical outings. But, I had my heart set on a reasonably priced churrito. So after ten minutes of trying to figure out the theater’s policy on re-entry (they hadn’t torn our tickets but it’s easy to seem suspicious as a foreigner, especially when tiptoeing around something you’re uncertain of, a self-fulfilling prophecy of sorts), I went for it.

IMG_2869Yes, I know this isn’t a Star Wars screening; let me wield my churrito in peace.

And, even if I had been questioned, it would still have been worth it.

getting the perfect shot


Without stepping on my photoblogging counterpart’s toes, I feel it’s my duty to offer some tips on taking photos in Tokyo for those of us with less artistic inclinations. I strive to get pictures of everything in preparation for old age, from food to candids of friends to blooming flowers, and this is a lot less embarrassing than it is back home because even locals love to photograph the city’s wonders. And, if a picture is worth a thousand words, what better way is there to explain your semester abroad? Answer: there isn’t one.

  1. Find a cool background


This especially works with food and beverages; see the countless “______ (food/beverage) in the air” accounts on instagram. This can be difficult with particularly tasty treats, because you end up eating them before snapping a picture, and crowded streets, where no one cares about your excitement for what claims to be the richest matcha gelato in existence. However, with some determination, you can prevail.


Coordinating colors always make for a cool picture. Sure, it’s just a piece of penny candy but with a coincidentally matching train stop behind it? Art.


And of course this applies to street art and sticker-blasted walls more than anything. Without this backdrop, Caroline appears uncomfortable, like she’s holding back her thoughts. But thanks to the “heartless” banner adjacent to her head, we know she’s truly smug, shoulders back as she takes on the line for conveyor belt sushi today, tomorrow the world

2. Appreciate the mundane


Sure, the lights of Yokohama Chinatown are cool, the tins of dim-sum mouthwatering, but what about the people who keep the streets running? Here you can see one chef on break, one at work in the window, people passing by oblivious, all bookended by industrial items like crates and Japan’s ubiquitous vending machines. (Deserving of far more attention than they receive.)


This shot, taken through the window of my train and that of the train next to it during an emergency stop, is the epitome of the Friday rush hour. Blaring red scrawls notifying passengers of their train’s movements and destinations, sleeping passengers, the teal light making everything feel like slogging through an ocean current.


The above image would likely inspire a Pixar short, if shown to the right people.

3. Shadows and profiles, people! “Head on” is for migraine relief, not photographs!

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Open markets selling knick knacks and produce cover dozens of streets from dawn till dusk. You can find all the colors of the rainbow framed by gritty lights and damp alleyways. Why capture a bowl of fruit when you can have a whole stand?


Again, vending machines are ubiquitous in Tokyo, on every street corner, so find one with an inventory that compliments your lipstick and click away.

4. Go close up or far away


Crowds are a given, wherever you go, but you don’t have to settle for pictures taken over the top of a sea of blurry, moving figures. Go for a close-up of wood work instead of the whole shrine; no one will be in your shot though you might end up in someone else’s.


Or embrace the business and get the whole picture with some help from mirrors or shop windows. The above arch, at a Harajuku department store, is beyond cool with its web-like effect but a shop-window selfie with passersby forming a human horizon line is just as good.

So there are my tips for capturing Tokyo, no filter required.




On Monday of this week, Tokyo experienced the heaviest snowfall seen in four years and I had the fortune (not necessarily good or bad, but just fortune) of being in the middle of it.

As the weekend was sunny, mid-fifties, I had a hard time believing in the predictions of my weather app and the tittering of classmates (both local and visiting like me) that snow was on the horizon. Coming from the northeast, I consider myself something of a savant when it comes to snow: I can think of countless times where I’ve called a school delay, beat the grocery store rush, and pulled my sled out of the cellar hours before the first flakes even fell. Though snow is a non-issue down south, I was confident my instincts hadn’t been dulled by my two storm-free years.

So, Sunday night, I went to bed with my window cracked as always and a cotton dress hanging up for the next day…only to wake up to pinpricks of icy rain plunging in through the crack in my window. Switching the dress for a thick sweater, I was still unconvinced that full-blown snow would be touching down on the already hectic streets of Tokyo. Not unconvinced enough that I left my umbrella in the dorm, which I was grateful for later on.

The first true snowflakes started around 1 p.m., and although everyone was composed for the most part, the atmosphere in class had definitely shifted. Eyes darted between the windows on one side of the room and the clock on the other. I’m sure some were already dreading their commute, but the palpable excitement outranked any murmurs of unease. The stairways were especially packed (expect to see that phrase or a similar one a few more times, tight spaces and crowds are as inherent to a snowstorm in Tokyo as the white stuff itself) as students rushed outside to take pictures. Again, being a northerner, this wasn’t particularly noteworthy, so I took this diversion as an opportunity to beat the line at 7-11. No regrets.

Snow was the furthest thing from my mind for the rest of the day, anguish over the lack of pastries in stock at 7-11 demanding my full attention. Oh, and I guess my studies were holding my focus, too. Regardless, when I walked out of Azabu Hall after my last lecture, it was time to admit defeat: yes, it had indeed, truly, beautifully, tangibly, snowed. As I stomped my way to the metro station, I was awed by the magnificence surrounding me. White coated rooftops and awnings, an ebbing sea of opened umbrellas, all of the bright lights reflected in the slick streets: walking through snow-covered Tokyo can really make a person feel small.

IMG_1638Right outside of Musashi-Kosugi Station.
IMG_1644A usually busy side street, cleared by snow. Also, as a side note, why are umbrellas only used for rain back in the states? C’mon, people, let’s make this a trend.

But don’t worry, being crammed into a train you had to fight to even board, with countless shoulders and elbows pressing into you, and the realization that your closest neighbors can likely smell lunch on your breath just as well as you can, will make you feel big again in no time. And finally getting off of said train is an experience unto itself; marriage, childbirth, sky-diving, all pale in comparison to the elation of exiting an overcrowded train. The trek home, through greying slush and still-falling snow, felt like a victory lap after that train ride.

Back in my dorm, cotton dress hanging with a smugness you would not think fabric could exude, I took just enough time to warm up before venturing out to take pictures for posterity.

DSCN3813A fellow northerner casually regards snow.
DSCN3824Ankle-deep snow and more coming down directly outside the dorm.

Though almost all of the snow was melted by noon Tuesday, my observations will stick with me. It’s easy to focus on differences when living abroad, in a country like Japan, but finding reassurance in similarity is a much better decision in the long run. I don’t think I’ve felt as comfortable since arriving in Tokyo as I did watching Japanese people at the station super market stock up on eggs and other staples the way people do with bread and milk back home.


How (Un)Lucky I am That Saying Goodbye was So Hard


Saturday, I came back home. It’s been a strange experience being back home after being in Japan for so long. The jet lag meant I was up until six in the morning the first night I got back (my mom was not happy). I cried for a good hour in my room the next night because home felt strange rather than familiar because so much had changed in four months. Hearing all the English around me when I went into a store, I thought it was weird. Nothing felt familiar anymore and that confused me. I was expecting these feelings to a certain extent. Home becoming unfamiliar is a feeling I deal with every time I come back home from college, since I go to a school out of state. When I leave, I keep expecting everyone at home to stay the same but of course people change. However, the feelings are a bit different from what I am used to. I had gotten used to a whole new culture. To be pushed back into my old culture all of a sudden, of course I miss certain aspects of Japan and find myself doing things that are normal in Japan but not so much in America (e.g. bowing).

I have no answer on how to adjust. I do have some suggestions that helped me begin the process of recovery. Embrace the fact that you will take time to recover. It took me awhile to adjust to Japan. I guess people expect that since I know American culture, I don’t have to adjust to America. People are wrong. I’ve become used to Japanese culture. Meaning, I’ve become used to people not being overly loud, neat queues that people respect, and bowing. Now that I’m in America, I pretty much have to unlearn all that I’ve learned. Another hard part to accept is that everything I’ve learned has no more outlet. All these Japanese customs and habits I picked up, but I have to use for them anymore. Hopefully, I can find a new place to use these customs or work to return to Japan.

The one thing that really helped me get over my dissatisfaction of being home was sharing stories of being abroad. It’s not enough. I feel that no one at home understands. But it helps. They may not completely understand but they get to grasp a glimpse of my experience. I get the added benefit of reliving my study abroad moments. Refreshing my memory makes the experience seem more real than an elaborate dream that I made up. Talking about it reminds me and my family that I changed. By sharing stories, I hope that my family and me can catch each other up to the people we are now, rather than stuck knowing the people we were. I think it would be helpful to talk with your study abroad friends. They are all going through the same thing you are. If anyone gets it, it would be them.

Coming home has been tough but I know I’ll feel better eventually. My time in Japan forced me to grow up in leaps and bounds. I’ve changed but not into an unfamiliar person. Rather, I’ve turned into a person that I’ve always wanted to be. I just never knew I did. Coming to terms with this change will take time but once the people around me and I have, my time in Japan will always leave a tangible mark on me.


Week 15- All Good Things Must Come To an End


Visiting Nakamise Dori, my favorite street in Tokyo, one last time!

Fall ginkgo trees with the Sensoji Pagoda in the back.

Nakamise Street again- the best place to buy souvenirs!

A decorated garage storefront.

Tsukiji Hongan-ji in Chuo, an Indian architect styled Buddhist Temple.

The entrance to the Tsukiji Fish Market.

Skewered grilled eel!

And some skewered grilled salmon belly!

The dorm room in Musashi-Kosugi. All moved out!

The bathroom at the dorm.

Thank you so much for following my journey in Tokyo! ありがとう ございます (arigatō gozaimasu/thank you) and さようなら (sayounara/goodbye) Japan!

Week Fourteen- An Escape into Tokyo’s Nature


The pathway of yellow trees at Meiji Jingu Gaien.

The main street, where the annual Jingu Gaien Ginkgo Festival is held to celebrate the “leaf peeping season!”

Some of the intricate ceramics sold at the festival. Many of these cups were over ¥6,000 a piece, around $60.

The pop-up German Christmas market in Roppongi Hills. There are around 5-6 Christmas markets around Tokyo!

A Torii in Yoyogi Park.

The sake wall at the Meiji Gardens!

Another Torii in Yoyogi Park- showcasing Tokyo’s beautiful fall foliage.

Tokyo Tower- I love randomly turning street corners and then suddenly having Tokyo Tower in sight!

A daytime view of Tokyo from the south Metropolitan Government Building. The 45th floor observatories in both the North and South buildings are completely free! Also, the view of Yoyogi Park is reminiscent of Central Park in NYC.

Christmas lights at Tokyo Midtown- a large shopping center. While there is still so much fall foliage here in Tokyo, at night the trees transform into a Christmas wonderland!

Visiting a Japanese Cultural Festival


I’ve been steadily going through a list of well-known places in the Tokyo area while here. Each trip has yielded amazing sights, good food, and surprising cultural events (not all the time, but every once in a while). However, one thing I recommend that everyone should check out if they have time is a university cultural festival. I don’t know about the spring, but I know a bunch of cultural festivals occur in November. My friend and I managed to attend two: Waseda University’s and Keio University’s. Two reasons why you should go: it’s cheap and a great way to experience some Japanese culture.

The two cultural festivals I attended were both free of charge. The trick is finding it. Waseda University’s cultural festival my friend had told me about (and she had found out from a friend). Turns out the festival we had attended for that school was not its main festival but rather a smaller section done by its science department located at the science campus (go figure). It was still great fun though and probably better for us because it meant a much smaller crowd. Keio University I heard about from the Japanese girls on our hall (a good number attend Keio). We arrived there fine because we just followed all the college-aged kids who left the train station at the same time.

Outside you’ll see lines of stalls, probably selling food. All of them are decorated with construction paper and are probably manned by one particular university club. Be prepared to be bombarded by college students, holding posters, and advertising for their stalls. These stalls are a great place to try some Japanese food for cheap. I had hashimaki (okonomiyaki on chopsticks) for the first time at Keio.

If you follow along these stalls, you’ll eventually hit a stage. My friend and I got to see many awesome performances there. Waseda University had a bunch of dances that looked like classical Japanese dance with a modern twist (maybe). At Keio my friend and I saw a couple of juggling performances, Michael Jackson dances done by the Michael Jackson club, and a bunch of awesome dances done by another dance group. Everyone was very talented and blew our socks away.

Don’t spend the entire time outside. I recommend going inside the university’s buildings because there are events inside. Waseda had a bingo sheet with the room numbers as the spaces (we did not know where we would have gone if we had gotten bingo). Each room had a different kind of activity, probably relating to the club that was hosting. Keio had a floor dedicated to each music club and each held a performance. The third floor had a bunch of lecture halls with more performances. I’m sure there was more but I had no idea how to go about finding them.

A fair warning to all who decide to attend a cultural festival: they are not super English friendly. These events are not catered to tourists so that means while some things may be written in English, not everything is. Also, the level of English each college student knows is different so you may end up getting someone who’s struggling with English or someone who knows a decent amount (chances are that you’ll meet the former rather than the latter). That should not deter you from going but just be prepared. Probably go in with a basic understanding of hiragana and katakana. It’s definitely worth seeing to see what Japanese college students get involved in.


Dancers at Waseda University