Musings of a Drunken Monk: Individual Entry Archive

Last night I was returning home on the train and talking to my friendly neighbor. I commented that even though it was a cool evening the train seemed awfully hot. It was pointed out to me that the car we sat in was in fact a "low cooling" train. Apparently there are designated cars on the trains in summer that use less air conditioning than the others. Three years here and I'd had absolutely no idea that something like that existed on JR trains. I realized that the tiny blue sign that I'd seen dozens of times on train doors was actually telling me that I'd gotten into one of these cars.

Indeed, the learning process truly never ceases.