Contest Update: Pictures have been taken by the competitors. They will be posted within the next two days for you, the eager judges, to pronounce once and for all who the superior photographer is. “And yea, it shall be written on web parchment and given to the people so that they shall know the victor.”

Actual entry: Japan is truly a country of paradoxes. For example, the incredible convenience of bill paying compared to the agaonizing process of going to the bank. I have just found out that I can pay all my bills at any local convenience store. They come with a bar code that the register-guy just scans in, and then I pay him. That’s it, bills paid! Terrific, right? But let’s say I want to go to the bank for some reason. Not the ATM, but the actual BANK.

“Banker’s hours” are apparently global, which isn’t that much of a surprise, but it’s annoying. But the REAL problem with the banks here is their ridiculous inefficiency. Here’s an anecdote which happened to me about a year ago, when I went to visit Ben in Tokyo. I wanted to get some change for a 10,000Yen (about $100) bill, so I went to the bank. I went to the main counter, and the polite woman indicated that I should take a number from the machine. Normally, I would have found this acceptable, but I was the only one in the bank!

So, I kind of made a questioning face, and she gestured once again to the number-dispenser. I took the number quizzically, and sat down. Sure enough, right after I sit down, there’s a little “ding”, and my number is called. So I go to the counter and try to explain what I need in my poor Japanese. The teller pushes a form across the counter. I’m trying to understand why I would need a form for this simple procedure, and I think maybe she’s misunderstood me, but NO, I do in fact need a FORM to get CHANGE FOR A BILL. So I fill out the form, and she gestures for me to sit down again. I’m starting to look for the hidden camera at this point. After about 30 seconds, there’s another “ding”, and she hands me my change. This entire procedure took between 5 and 10 minutes, what with the sitting and the form, so I’m just in shock. I leave the bank with my change in hand feeling like I’ve just left beauracratic hell.

And that kind of situation is common in every big institution in Japan; bank, government, post office, etc. It strange that they are so ahead of us in technology and convenience, and yet so behind in efficiency. I don’t think I’ll ever understand it, I’ll just try to get used to it.

Here’s some pictures of me and Akemi. We went out to dinner, and hung out in a cool area of the city called Namba. The rest of the pictures will have to wait for the contest to begin tomorrow.