Finding the Japanese...

After fifty years I don't seem to be able to find the Japan I remember. I suspect that my memory is faulty and the Japan I remember doesn't really exist anymore. There are over 147 million Japanese in an area the size of California. Few kimonos on the streets, vegetable stands have either disappeared or been "sanitized", the Kentai bridge was built in the fifties, the original having been destroyed in a typhoon, ( the original was over 400 years old.) There is a real hustle to the tempo on the street, but no eye contact with strangers, kids are an epidemic, the streets very narrow, ( they are paved now) and every thing is very expensive.