
I swear I posted about my neighborhood before, but for the life of me I cannot find the post. I really need to do a better job of titling my blog posts...but the blog muse will forgive me I am sure.
THIS is Kujo. Kujo is in the "city-city" of Osaka; not the suburbs. Meaning, everything is concrete and their are barely any trees, and the air quality is...well there is no air quality. We are just 2 short train stops from "downtown", but I can ride my bicycle for about 20 minutes and get to a part of downtown.

Kujo is simple. The most common type of house is 3 story concrete with a shop on the first floor -- and I mean shop as in welding or machine shops. There are some really old houses here too, looks like they are held together with grime from the lovely Kujo air. I feel confidant in saying that making bolts or threaded steel rods is likely the main industry going on here. I only know of one small foundry here, but there are a crudload of plasma cutter machines cutting massive sheets of steel. There are also a LOT of prostitutes in Kujo, but that is a whoooooole 'nuther story.

Several years ago, construction began on a new train line that goes from Nara to Kobe. It just HAPPENS to change from underground to above ground 1 block from my house, and where we used to cut across the road to go shopping...is now where a mammoth shaft of glass, concrete and steel breaches the asphalt and makes its ascent up and across the river 4 blocks from us. (an awful, smelly river with fish-zombies in it no doubt). So, thanks to Hanshin Railway, I walk another 2 blocks up or down the street, to cross the road. If I go right, the train is underground; if I go left, I walk under the train line. I have taken over 40 photos and put them in a web album for you to enjoy, and I will go ahead and make comments under them, and post a SLIDESHOW here for you, free of charge! Aren't I swell?
One thing I will mention first, is that in Japan there are a LOT of small Buddhist shrines scattered around the neighborhoods. Kujo has so many, one day I just grabbed my camera and did a bit of a shring-scavenger hunt with my camera, just so I could impress upon you the sheer VOLUME of these things. To the unwary eye, they look like little Japanese nazi houses, because they all have swastikas on them. But everyone who I know understands that the swastika or "Manji" on these shrines is very ancient symbol for compassion. With that said, please enjoy the presentation, "
Kujo: Why name your neighborhood after a rabid dog?"
Sorry, the order is random. To see it in the order I intended, you can visit the actual Picasa Web Album here:
http://picasaweb.google.com/wiselywierd/KujoOsaka