Japan Day 10: Casio Inventions, Gundam, and French Fries

First, to go back to last night, I wanted to sleep but was prevented from doing so by street construction that began promptly at 8pm. Japanese culture centers around serving the community over individuals, so for them it makes sense to work at night, disturbing a few residents rather than inconvenience the flow of traffic and pedestrians during the day. Luckily they only were really noisy for a couple of hours, though the placard announcing the working times does say work will possibly happen each night I’m here.

Right outside my window. The light-up cones are kind of cool though.

The placard says they are putting in / replacing underground cables.

In the morning, I headed towards the Toshio Kashio Memorial Museum of Invention. This was the only thing, beyond my lodging, that I booked in advance and therefore had set in stone. The museum is in the middle of a very well-to-do residential neighborhood.

I can’t imagine navigating the subway with a traditional Japanese bow.

I spied Mr. Chaplin on my way to the Toshio Kashio Memorial Museum of Invention.

It was a very nice neighborhood with large houses sitting inside walls, nice cars, and fancy (though cute) “security systems”. Fun aside: every dog I saw being walked in this neighborhood was extremely determined to mark their scent like every foot. It was all their owners could do to keep them walking.

Toshio Kashio was one of the four Kashio brothers who created Casio Computers, famous for their calculators, watches, musical instruments, and electronic dictionaries. Toshio Kashio had over 300 patents, including ones for automatic scoring systems for bowling. It’s thanks to him and his brothers that we have some really cool gadgets, but also things we take for granted, like the number pad on our keyboards and calculators.

I have arrived at my destination.


The late Toshio Kashio’s house. The museum dedicated to him and his inventions takes up a third. The neighbors agreed to let it be a museum (his wish) on the grounds that it only be open during weekdays and only to small groups at a time, hence the reservation system.

Toshio Kashio liked birds, so there are stained glass windows of birds in the house. The eagle here is supposed to represent him.

The entryway. The walls, which have a bit of a wave to them, were designed to complement the sound of the grand piano that used to be here.

The bird of paradise represents Kashio’s wife.

The two birds in the stained glass are supposed to represent his children.

This is the Casio 14-A, the first compact electric calculator, from 1957. It works using a system of relays, and had four different operating modes. There are four known copies in museums (one in the Smithsonian), but this is the only fully functional copy. The numeric keypad arrangement became what is standard on calculators today.

Casio’s first programmable scientific calculator, which could handle things like square roots. The little light below the number display shows where the decimal point goes.


The first calculator you could actually put in your pocket.

The solar-powered calculator on the left is thinner than a millimeter. They let me touch and calculate on one so I could marvel at its thinness.

Casio’s first attempt at a digital keyboard.

Synth guitar from the 1980s.

Even robot boys can make music.

One of the few Casio instruments that does require professional skill to play. I got to see a video of a pro play this and the other displayed instruments.

The first Casio watch models, from 1974, which were revolutionary for being able to automatically handle dates (the user wouldn’t need to wind things when February 28 moved into March 1, for example).

These watches from 1982 had built-in Japanese-English dictionaries.

The DKW-100 from 1991 had a built-in Kanji character dictionary.

MP3 player watch and a watch that could capture/play video, both from the year 2000. My tour guide, Mr. Kobayashi, showed me some TV commercials for other models from the 1980s and 1990s, which included one that measured and stored blood pressure and one for the Muslim market that would always point you in the direction of Makkah for prayer.

His study, featuring ancient Greek mythology in the glass, encyclopedia in the case, a marble wall opposite this for acoustics, and a large view overlooking a koi pond. He was particular about every detail; an upstairs window was placed so that it would perfectly frame Mt. Fuji (now not visible due to a tree’s growth).

After my tour was done, I decided to make use of the last day of my JR Pass and head to Yokohama for the Gundam Factory, a full size moving Gundam. I think I will have to spend more time in Yokohama the next time I visit Japan; it seemed like a really cool place. The Gundam Factory was only supposed to be open until March 2023, but due to the pandemic and high demand, it was extended until March 2024, so I decided I should take advantage of that extension.

Another thing to visit whenever I come again; I had to change trains at the Noborito station in Kawasaki and this is apparently where one finds the Fujiko F. Fujio Museum, hence all of the Doraemon decor in the station.

I walked along the Nakamura river in Yokohama to get to the harbor.

I just happened upon this monument to James Curtis Hepburn, a missionary who developed the romanization system used for Japanese today and created one of the major Japanese-English dictionaries.

Yokohama manhole covers show the Yokohama Bay Bridge.

Gundam! I arrived as it was retreating back into its dock.

This is the NYK Hikawa Maru, an ocean liner that launched in 1929 but is now a permanently docked museum.

Ferris wheel across the bay.

It cost (a whole lot) extra to go up the tower for an eye-to-eye view. I chose to stay on the ground.

It stands over 6 stories tall.

This woman was taking a picture of her Ewok toy with the Gundam in the background.

A close-up of the Gundam’s head.

Perspective on the size.

The crappy thing about its location on the Yokohama harbor is that there is no shade.

The Yokohama Bay Bridge in the back; a man in the front whose two catch phrases were “Come in closer!” and “Don’t touch the white fence!”

The dock opens!

I’m not ashamed to admit that I started tearing up when it started moving.

It crouched down a bit, before rising up with determination.

Proud and tall.

It raised its hand, slowly articulating the fingers.

Final victory pose!

At 59 feet tall, this got two Guinness World Records - one for largest mobile humanoid robot and one for largest mobile Gundam.

This robot has advanced image processing that lets it assemble tiny Gundam models.

It carefully lines the pieces up.

After that I was pretty tired - both the museum and the Gundam required a good bit of walking to reach - and my phone, which drains a good bit when in map mode, was also tired, so I headed back to my hotel. Along the way, I snapped a picture of the outer gate of the Sensō-ji that I had missed yesterday.

The Kaminarimon, or Thunder Gate.

I also stopped in a McDonalds. I can’t eat anything at McDonald’s in the US, not even the fries. McDonalds, once upon a time, used to cook their fries in beef lard. Not great for vegetarians, but it’s what made their fries so yummy. Ever since people started worrying about trans fats, though, the beef lard was no longer viable, so McDonald’s replicated the beef flavor, and that beef flavoring contains milk. In Japan, however, they still use beef lard, so their fries don’t have milk and since the fries are cooked in their own frier, they also aren’t contaminated with milk from other items.

It’s the only thing I can order, but that’s one more thing than I can order at McDonalds in the US.

I haven’t had McDonald’s fries in over ten years. I wish I could say that they lasted more than ten minutes…

Now to rest up - tomorrow is my last full day in Japan, so I have to make it count!

Japan Day 9: Traveling to Tokyo and Asakusa

I had a bit of a lazy morning. I had breakfast while talking to the owner of the hotel (he’s a native English speaker who just happened to have been born and raised in Japan).

My view during breakfast, prepared by the owner of the hotel. I ate apples, eggs, lettuce, and a bit of sausage, while we talked about living in Japan, the US, and Europe, and the medical systems in each.

This is a way of launching and docking a boat I’ve not seen before.

I watched boats and birds this morning.

The hotel owner gave me a ride to the train station, and I then headed towards Tokyo.

On my way from Kurohime to Nagano City.

I had the equivalent of a train layover in Nagano.

This is the view from the fourth floor of the Nagano train station.

The Shinkansen from Nagano to Tokyo spent a lot of time in tunnels; this blue sky was blinding every time we emerged. The group of poles and netting on the right is either a driving range (like Top Golf in the US) or a baseball field. I saw plenty of both.

Why couldn’t I have had skies like this yesterday?

Passing through Saitama, much ridiculed by Tokyo but also home to Crayon Shin-chan.

I got off at Ueno Station, since that was the closest spot to my hotel for the remainder of my stay. I had a little time to kill before I could check in, so I visited the Asakusa neighborhood on my way to the hotel.

The building on the right is Ueno Station.

The tall tower there is Tokyo Skytree, which is the tallest freestanding broadcast tower (and the third tallest structure) in the world at 2080 feet tall.

I thought the dinosaur was cute.

Entering the area in Asakusa around the extremely famous Sensō-ji Buddhist temple.

The market street leading up to the temple is packed with people.

This is the Hōzōmon, or Treasure-House Gate, which is the inner gate (if I had braved the throng of people down the market street, I would have seen the outer gate).

A five-story pagoda.

The big red lantern weighs approximately 880 lbs.

The main hall. This temple is dedicated to Kannon, she who represents mercy and compassion. It is the oldest Buddhist temple in Tokyo.

The giant red lantern of the main hall.

According to my map, this is the “Monument of Hato-poppo Lyrics.” This is a nursery song about feeding pigeons, which is kind of funny because the temple absolutely does not want you feeding pigeons. Because poop.

The main hall, with a pigeon trying to sneak by in the shadows.

Looking back towards the gate. Lots of shops in this neighborhood offer kimono rental services for men and women, as well as hair decoration.

The buildings on either side of the gate sold amulets and charms.

The backside of the giant lantern in the Hōzōmon Gate.

On either side of the lanterns is a Niō, or guardian of the Buddha.

Please help stop the feces problem.

Statues of Buddha.

Looking down (but not going down) the market street.

Another view of the market street.

The street parallel was a lot less crowded. “It has been said since ancient times that dragon drool brings good luck.” I don’t really want a dragon slobbering in my noodles.

Some more shopping areas in Asakusa.

This guy is smart, having his umbrella ready. The blue skies were replaced by a thunderstorm about two hours after this.

Heading towards the Skytree, since my hotel is in that direction.

The golden building (supposed to be beer with white head of foam on top) and the golden flame are the Asahi Brewing company offices, restaurant, and craft beer tasting rooms.

The Sumida River.

Another view of Asahi, but now with Pikachu vending machines!

I was so happy to get to the hotel and put my heavy backpack down. I let my phone charge a bit, and then headed back towards Asakusa, passing lots of places I wish I could eat (Turkish Döner Kebab! Burger King! KFC!), so I could go to the tourist center and get my discounted Subway card for the next three days. I then grabbed my dinner from 7-Eleven (Oyakodon tonight) and got back to the hotel before then rain really started coming down.

Randy is a talking, rapping backpack encouraging elementary school children to introduce themselves in English.

I finally found some Budweiser! ¥231, or $1.55, for 330 mL.

I’ll have these over the next couple of days. I really like Japanese grape Fanta; have not tried Japanese Dr. Pepper yet. It has “over 20 fruit flavors.”

Tomorrow I shall really start my Tokyo sightseeing, starting with a tour of the Toshio Kashio Memorial Museum of Invention.

Japan Day 8: Michael Ende and Elephants

I was very upset when I found out it was supposed to rain all day. I took the JR local train from Matsumoto to Nagano, and then took an even more local train north to Kurohime station in the little town of Shinano. It was raining pretty heavily and, since it is a public holiday today in Japan (Sport’s Day), the local buses were not running. So I took a taxi from Kurohime station up to the Kurohime Fairy Tale Museum.

The Kurohime Fairy Tale Museum has been my pilgrimage destination this whole trip, because it holds a lot of Michael Ende’s papers, his turtle collectibles, his school documents, etc.

Even in the middle of nowhere, manhole cover.

The view from the Fairy Tale Museum.

The Fairy Tale Museum.

The Michael Ende section takes up about a third of the museum. It was clear from letters in there that Ende had a big hand in helping the museum get established.

I could not take photos in most of the exhibit, unfortunately, but it had a ton of his original artwork as well as things from his childhood.

Kurohime is the name of this part of Shinano, and the name of the mountain /dormant volcano the museum sits at the base of. Kurohime was a princess whose father reneged on a promise to marry her to a snake-prince, who then transformed into a dragon and destroyed a lot of the area before the princess decided to ignore her dad and go with the dragon/snake prince. At least that’s the gist of what I got from the video. I bought a book with the story in it to read later.

Turtle outside the café.

This cottage, which belonged to Japanese illustrator Chihiro Iwasaki, is part of the museum grounds.

This is what her work area looked like.

These steep stairs were giving me anxiety flashbacks to the castle yesterday.

There were lots of beautiful flowers.

A cherry blossom tree planted “in memories of Michael Ende and of Kurohime” for the death of Koyasu Michiko, a fellow Steiner-fan who had spent a lot of time in Munich, was a close friend of Ende’s, and had translated some of his later works into Japanese.

Sign pointing the way to “Momo’s Time-flower Garden”

Another view of the Dōwakan, or Fairy Tale Museum.

I never got a glimpse of the top of this mountain thanks to the clouds. Mt. Kurohime is 2,200-something meters tall; the one just north had an extra 200 meters, and, according to the owner of my hotel tonight, the peak has had snow on it since last week.

Part of the Time-flower Garden.

More flowers.

What’s a Time-Flower Garden without a turtle?

A final shot of the landscape as I mentally prepare myself for the walk down.

The manhole covers in all of the Shinano area feature Naumann’s elephant.

The Pied-Piper calls you in.

My haul from the museum gift shop. Two large booklets on Ende, including a detailed list of the 2000 items of his they have in archive. A bilingual picture book in homage to Michael Ende and his surrealist painter father, with illustrations directly inspired by Ende’s “The Mirror in the Mirror.” A book of Japanese folk tales involving ghostly metamorphoses, including the story of Kurohime. A small turtle seated on a block. And a pin with the Kurohime Fairy Tale Museum’s book-turtle logo.

When I was done visiting the museum, the rain had let up, so I decided to walk the hour it would take to reach my accommodation for the night.

Solar panels.

I think this was a cable car for going up the mountain?

Most of these signs point to various guest houses people stay at during ski season.

Retaining wall with some vine (kudzu?).

Even though it was grey and cloudy, it was still a beautiful walk.

Former ski lift?

Blowing in the wind.

The path goes ever on and on…

The sign warning about the incline fell over. Not sure if that made the incline worse.

Japanese chestnuts - the annoying pokey thing on the left is filled with nuts like on the right. Foot, which got poked a couple of times on my walk, for scale.

The daily dose of train porn.

Couldn’t fine any information on this in my map. Grave? Memorial?

Look at this little lizard! He was doing too good of a job blending into the road - I almost stepped on him!

Overgrown Torii gate on the side of the road.

These beautiful red lilies could be seen at various points during my train ride through Nagano as well.

Along the way I stopped at the Lake Nojiri Naumann Elephant Museum. Elephants are the last animal I think of when I think of Japan, but 40,000 years ago humans around this lake were hunting elephants.

I stopped at the Lake Nojiri Naumann Elephant Museum.

I’m not sure what he’s doing to that elephant’s rear.

Some blue sky while at the elephant museum.

Naumann’s elephant is closer to our elephants than to mammoths. Not so hairy.

The area I trounced around today.

The museum also talked about the Irish Elk, whose fossils have also been found in the area. It wasn’t only elephants.

Tools for cutting from 30000 years ago until now (with a huge jump between 15000 years ago and now).

Try to touch it! Touch the tooth!

Panels go right-to-left, top-to-bottom.
October 1948
1. Mornings at Lake Nojiri feel great.
2. Whoa, what could this be?
3. Is it a hot water bottle? (The museum had a metal ridged hot water bottle on display so us youngsters wouldn’t think him crazy).
4. Nah, there’s that legend that long ago at Lake Nojiri a dragon and a giant crab fought, so maybe this is a dragon tooth!
5. 1954 - I’ll see if they can find out at Kyoto University.
6. Sensei, what is this thing?
It’s a molar tooth from a Naumann’s elephant.

Even Japan has to deal with invasive species. These Mississippi Red-Eared Turtles were presumably someone’s pets before being released at the lake.

They are still finding fossils in active excavations now.

I then finished heading to my hotel. Since it is the end of a long weekend, the crowds are gone and I’m actually the only guest here tonight. The owner said I’m the first non-Japanese person he’s met that has come here specifically for the Fairy Tale Museum; he mostly only knows of families going there for the events they hold.

The white building on the left is my hotel; I’m on the second floor.

A small break in the clouds right before the sun sets.

View from my window.

The little enclosed balcony/sitting room has some pretty windows.

Shrine on the island in the middle of Lake Nojiri.

My room tonight. Another no-shoes place. Tatami feels good on bare feet.

It’s raining again. Tomorrow I head to Tokyo for the final leg of my trip.