They don't do hats or hoods here, they just magically produce umbrellas from somewhere on their personage at the first drops of rain. I haven't mastered the art quite yet, have been caught unprepared a time or two and endured sideways looks which I interpret as "So sad, poor American lady doesn't know enough to keep her head dry."
Notice the line-up at the noodle shop? We still haven't tried it. Maybe today, if the current load of laundry ever gets done. (not a sure thing, believe me)