Sunset from the top of the Mori Tower. |
I’ve always been rather cynical about Valentine’s Day. In Australia, I saw 14 February as a phoney holiday created by retailers to fill the void between Christmas seasons. (Mother’s Day and Father’s Day are much the same, if you ask me.) If I traced the history of Valentine’s Day back, I’m sure I would discover that it was created by a small group of jewellers, florists and chocolatiers who were anxious one year to keep the liquidator from the door … and if I’m wrong, I’ll amend the Wikipedia article to say it was that way!
Valentine’s Day in Japan, however, is a decidedly less commercial affair. It works as follows. On February 14, girls are supposed to give a chocolate to any boy they like. If the girl is particularly diligent she will make the chocolate herself. ‘Like’ does not have to mean love in a grand Biblical sense. Fond of or grateful towards is fine. Then, on 14 March, which is known as ‘White Day’ (for reasons unknown), a boy must give a chocolate to any girl who gave him a chocolate on 14 February. Hence, it’s all fair and no-one has to spend a lot of money.
On 13 February, I was thinking about how many chocolates I might receive and how I would react to receiving a certain number of chocolates. How many chocolates would make me happy? How many would make me feel under-appreciated? This is what I concluded.
1-2 Chocolates: Disappointed.
3-4 Chocolates: Happy.
5+ Chocolates: Very happy.
So what happened on 14 February? Well, here is a rather smug photo of my inbox on Valentine’s Day.
This translates as "13 chocolates. Wow!" |
13 chocolates in total. Not bad for my first Japanese Valentine’s Day, if I may say so myself!
Take care and thank you for reading.
Our Man in Japan.
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