Japan, I love you a little, a lot, passionately ... more 
(Note Delph)
Fountains and bamboo parasols red that I never get tired of photographing.
The bentos, sushi, onigiri and other take-away, so easy to find and so convenient for an impromptu picnic.
The streets of the "Kagu" (Kagurazaka district), dotted with traditional shops, lined with potted plants that no one would steal. Bike lanes running down in the quiet morning, or wander through the crowd of the afternoon to its market for small traders.
Highways ("Chuto) raised in the city, signs of Akihabara, the line Yurikamone to go to Odaiba. Futuristic and fascinating.
The reliability of Japanese who always arrive at the exact time a appointment, who will respond within five minutes my email to confirm they have received, they will take care ... and carers of course.
public toilets clean. With paper. Everywhere.
The inevitable sumo tournament, commented on the radio in English by Thierry Roland et Jean-Michel Larqué local monitoring of the equally inevitable "sumo dinner" at the Kirishima former wrestler with a huge "nabe", a sort of stew special anti-regime. On the same theme, the annual demonstration wrestlers, or better known candidates in the open air to the Yasukuni Shrine, and in a very relaxed atmosphere. 
Here is a very informative article recently found in Metropolis magazine. I can not fit more lift without thinking!