Tuesday, September 8, 2009

Fuzzy Slippers & Weights: Girl of 2DK( #3)

Here I am inside my 2DK apartment. See how the ceiling, counter, and table are all lower? Everything in Japan is a smaller scale, which creates an ongoing environment of disorientation for an American. I felt like a doll a bit too big for the dollhouse. That's why I had Alex Thorn constantly bang his head entering a room due to the smaller doorways. Luckily, I was the height of a Japanese man and didn't get hurt as much. The local gym was only for men, so I bought weights to try to keep in shape at home. The postcard taped to my cupboard is of Mt. Fuji. I still miss my wooden table and chairs that I had to leave behind, but I'm glad to have a bigger kitchen, now, with an oven.

2 comments:

Diana said...

I love hearing the facts on which your novel was based. I have a very short aunt whose kitchen was custom made so she could reach everything. To the opposite extreme, my 6'4" husband and I tried every recliner in the La-Z-Boy showroom until we found one that was long enough for him.
On another subject: Would you comment one of these days on the scene in American Fuji in which the doctor insists that the protagonist get permission from her father or husband before having a sigmoidoscopy? Is approval of a male relative a formal requirement of Japanese medical procedure or was this just an overly paternalistic physician?

Sara Backer said...

When I lived in Japan (1990-1993) a male relative's approval was expected for medical procedures. It wasn't a law per se, but doctors could (and would) choose not to do surgeries without a father's or husband's consent. I think these traditions are slowly changing.