My neighbor Kazu-chan complains that the Shiraishi International Villa guests have taken the bed sheets down to the beach again. The local minshuku calls me up now and then and asks me to explain Japanese bedding to foreign guests who are asking for sheets for their futons again.
Misunderstandings abound when it comes to Japanese bedding — an oxymoron itself, since the Japanese use futons. But "futonning" just doesn't sound right. It sounds more like a method of transportation, like a magic carpet or something achieved through transcendental meditation.
So here is a short course on the Way of the Futon so as to clear up any misunderstandings.