Tokyo's rush hour is what it is in general regardless if you are taking the subway, or the regular JR trains or (worse) if you are driving. This morning I got reminded of how it feels to be like sardines inside the Toei Oedo line. I almost lost my gym bag when people started to get in from the Nakai station (its the station where the Seibu Shinjuku line and Toei Oedo line intersects). It never ceases to amaze me how the Japanese don't complain about it. Take an American and put him in that situation and I bet you curses will go flying up the air. But the Japanese accept the rush hour as part of their lives, and I embrace it. Susan Boyle managed to made me in a state of zen at 8:45 in the morning today as I closed my eyes (just like any Japanese) and stood firm against people pushing and pressing. This is not new to me, I remember when I was in college, my commute from home in Bulacan to PUP and back, are almost always the same crowded non-airconed mini buses. It was even worse than Tokyo's rush hours but I never complained. I accepted it as part of my daily college life. I wasnt even bothered by the bad hair days hehehe. I dont want to be bias but I guess Asians are more persevering and patient than other races and we probably are more accepting of our fate. Both a good and bad trait I guess, but nontheless I can't be more proud of my race. Setting the race aside, I am about to start scouting for a new place. My current place is oversized and is full of memories that I'm sure will be appreciated someday (in my deathbed I guess hahaha) but unnecessary in the present time and is overpriced for one person to pay. So...now that I openly cleared that I have no problem with rush hours, searching, hopefully, will be a much easier and more fun thing to do...after the snowboarding season is over, that is!
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