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I've been to Japan twice now. Once for around 3 nights in July of 2005, the second time for just over two weeks in January 2007. During those two trips I spent quite a bit of time in Tokyo, but also spent time in Osaka, Kyoto, Himeji, Nagano and Hakone. My next trip will also see me heading up to Sapporo which should be pretty interesting and also over to Nagoya.
To put it bluntly, Japan is
not disability friendly. I speak from a relatively privileged position though I guess. Australia has laws that guarantee easy access for the disabled in most public areas where practical. 95% of the time there's an alternative to stairs, disabled toilets are common, store aisles are wide enough to navigate with ease and both busses and trains have seats reserved for the disabled/elderly.
The one advantage to not having all these things in Japan is that I'm forced to adapt and through my visits to Japan I've found I can do things I didn't even realise I was capable of. Obviously however not all physically disabled people have the advantage that I have of being relatively mobile, so the areas that I found difficult would be almost impossible for them.
So, what were the main stumbling points for me?
As any foreigner that's been to Japan knows, toilets in Japan can be either futuristic or filthy holes in the ground. Without getting too explicit, it is definitely (and obviously) the latter that I have trouble with. The problem is these also seem to be the most common type of public toilet, especially around train stations. Obviously the style of the toilet is the hardest part, but the fact that most of them are squalid, reeking and encrusted in filth makes it even harder. One unfortunate side effect of my disability is an inability to balance well. Generally in public toilets over here I can find something to balance on/against without having to worry too much about coming away with a previously unknown form of hepatitis. In Japan just walking into a public toilet makes me want to burn my exposed flesh to cleanse myself.
Or, as my mate Lloyd calls them: "Anti-cripple defenses". Stairs aren't impossible for me but having an alternative certainly makes life easier. A lot of the stairs - especially at train and subway stations - would be impossible for the more severely physically disabled to deal with. Some stations have elevators or chair lifts, others do not, there's no way to know until you get there. It doesn't help that the subway stairs are usually long and steep and often covered with whatever body fluids drunken salarymen decided to deposit there the night before. Osaka was significantly better than Tokyo when it came to disabled access at train stations
In the past I basically had to organise any traveling by train so that it was as far away from rush hour as possible. Even during semi-busy periods it is hard for me to force my way through the crowds to get off, the short stops at stations do not help. There's not really much I can do about this unfortunately.
I need to preface this by saying that I honestly like Japanese people and have nothing against them. To be honest this whole section could be boiled down to one core factor/problem: the "shiranaikao/知らない顔".
To those unfamiliar with the term, shiranaikao literally means "Unknowing face" and refers to the very Japanese attitude of acting as if nothing out of the ordinary is going on around you. To give an extreme example, a lecturer of mine was on a train in Japan as a young man, when an older gentleman stumbled onboard who had been stabbed in the stomach. The response from others in the carriage was to bury their noses deeper in their newspapers or pretend to fall asleep.
Obviously nothing as extreme as this has ever happened to me and I realise that it is a cultural difference that I need to accept and adapt to, but shiranaikao does affect me. Shiranaikao is the reason that it is so hard for me to get off of packed trains, or the reason that I have to stand up on trains while holding a hand rail even though a bunch of apparently able-bodied salarymen are sat in the priority seating.
Probably the most extreme example of shiranaikao that I have personally experienced was at the Meiji shrine in Tokyo. While walking over one of the many stone bridges on a Sunday morning, my crutches slipped from underneath me due to a piece of wet moss and I ended up on my stomach examining the gravel from an inch away. As I started to drag myself up onto my feet, I realised that although probably 20 or 30 people had walked past me, not a single one had stopped to help. This was a Sunday morning, in the Meiji shrine, I doubt that any of those people were in a huge hurry to get anywhere. I was pretty jaded by that experience.
Ironically a week later when I was back in Perth, almost the exact same thing happened to me in the middle of the city. Before I had even started to get up I had two people either side of me trying to help me.
Of course there is a flip-side to all this, many times when I have been on crowded trains in Japan, people have stood up and offered me their seat. When Craig and I first arrived in Japan we had 2 or 3 people help us find our hotel, they even helped me with my luggage. My Japanese friends are some of the kindest people I know and are always willing to help me out. Unfortunately though I'd have to say the probability of getting help from a random stranger in Perth would be much greater than in Japan.
Despite all this, I cope remarkably well in Japan and not having supports in place really does help me to realise what I am capable of. Before I travelled in Japan I never even knew I was capable of standing on a moving train while using a hand rail to balance.
I'm looking forward to getting back and really finding out what I'm truly capable of.