11 February 2013 § Leave a comment
I wrote a haiku last week.
In English, it might be something like…
28 December 2012 § 1 Comment
I had my first Christmas in Japan. It was nice. Certainly I missed my family’s annual traditions: chocolate fondue on Christmas Eve, awesome Christmas breakfast, Christmas dinner with the relatives, cheese fondue with the neighbors, watching my nephew open presents, last minute shopping at Wal-Mart afte midnight, hoping in vain for a white Christmas – all the usual things that make Christmas feel like Christmas. Instead of with my parents, brother, and nephew, my Japanese Christmas was spent with my friends here. Starbucks Christmas drinks and gifts exchanges with the other half-Japanese Morimoto (no relation), card games, pizza, mashed potatoes and gift exchange with housemates and the like. Yes, instead of making a nice Christmas dinner, we opted for Dominoes Pizza delivery, with a side of homemade mashed potatoes. Unconventional and convenient. We tossed around ideas of ordering a Christmas cake and having fried chicken – which is what we’ve sort of gathered is the standard fare for Christmas in Japan – but that didn’t amount to much. It was a relaxing time (Suntory not included).
Christmas day was spent on trains, between 9 AM and 730 PM, making our way as inexpensively as possible from Osaka to Hakuba, which is located in the Japan Alps, in Nagano prefecture, a stone’s throw away from the 1998 Winter Olympic slopes. We went from cold, grey concrete city to cold, white snowy towns – making it feel, for me, more properly like Christmas. As we were two train stations away from our destination, the train had to stop because of too much snow on the train tracks. The railway company (JR) paid for everyone on the train to take a taxi to the stations to which we were headed. I’m now on my fourth full day here in Nagano after having spend three days snowboarding. Today, I’m resting. In a few minutes, I’ll be heading out the door to get lunch, soak in a hot spring, and check out the town. More on snowboarding and various things later!
5 December 2012 § Leave a comment
I am reminded once again of the majority of Japanese buildings’ inability to retain heat. Indeed, the seasons are swiftly changing, and autumn felt barely a day. Between working, going out and sleeping in, and studying, if autumn was any decent length of time, I only saw it briefly. Winter is nice here for at least a few reasons. When passing people passing out flyers on the street, for example, it’s easier to avoid their waving hands in your face when your hands are buried deep in your winter coat pockets. It’s a good way to justify taking a taxi. Popular summer destinations are not so popular.
My most recent adventure was to a small island a short distance south of Okayama, west of Osaka, called Naoshima. It is sometimes referred to as “Art Island” or “that island with all the art on it”. It has a few art museums on it, which while interesting to peruse, all have a certain air of pretentiousness about them. Perhaps art is by nature somewhat lofty, but that doesn’t mean it can’t at least be welcoming. Along with the museums, one part of the island also features a number of “art houses”, which are old houses which have been restored by artists and turned into permanent exhibitions. They’re interesting. I had somewhat high expectations for them, which weren’t met, but it made for a fun afternoon (part of that fun is trying to find the houses using the minimalist map with which we were provided, something akin to a scavenger hunt.. given that houses are quite large objects, not as easy as you’d think!). One of the most well-known structures/places on the island is Benesse House, which is some kind of expensive, popular, artsy hotel about which I know very little. In any case, it wasn’t within our budget, and it got in our way when we were trying to cycle around the island. I’m sure it’s lovely inside, though. We opted for more economical accommodations: yurts (Mongolian tents) on the beach. For under $50/night per person, we had a spacious Mongolian tent furnished with beds, a mini-fridge, a heater, table and four chairs, and shelves to ourselves, with a beautiful view of the beach and sunset. We made a four day, three night trip of it, which included traveling to and from. It was the perfect amount of time. Between sightseeing and cycling around (bicycle rentals for 500 yen a day and quality bikes at that – fantastic!), we also had time to check out some local restaurants (great food), have a nice dinner at our accommodations (seafood nabe), and spend an hour at the local sento (public bath), which is also one of the permanent art exhibitions on the island. While it’s not even all that well known within Japan, it’s a nice destination for anyone, even if you’re only visiting the country.
Our evenings on Naoshima were spent staying warm in the yurt (winter comes quicker to small islands, it seems), studying for our (then) upcoming Japanese Language Proficiency Test. I finally wrote the test this past Sunday. There are 5 levels for the JLPT, 5 being the lowest. I wrote Level 4. I think I passed. I wrote two practice tests the day before and passed those. Fortunately, you only need %50 to pass (with a minimum of %30 in each section), so I think I stand a chance. I’ll find out online in January. The test was held at Osaka University’s Toyonaka Campus, which seemed to be a nice area. I couldn’t guess how many people were writing, but it was certainly a lot. It took about 4 hours to complete, and I was exhausted/bored by the end of it.
I am certain that my Japanese is improving, despite how unsure I am of the JLPT. For the first time since autumn of last year, I went to visit my relatives in Wakayama a couple weeks ago. Two of my cousins, as you dear and faithful readers might remember, are in a taiko drum group and were having an anniversary concert. It was captivating. I didn’t realize how much variation there could be between two hours of songs played purely on the drums (with the occasional flute). Those two cousins who were in the concert are the only two who speak English out of my Japanese relatives, so I ended up spending the whole afternoon forced to make conversation in Japanese. Last year, I was unable to come up with anything other than “Arigatou”, “Hai”, “Sayonara”, “Ohisashiburi!”, and “Wakarimasen” (thank you, yes, goodbye, long time no see, I don’t understand). But this visit. This visit! I was able to sustain conversation. Just barely. But nonetheless! It’s a great feeling, being able to communicate with family. When was getting ready to leave, they sent me off with a large bag full of Japanese oranges and persimmons from their trees.
It was a nice way to start feeling the transition into the Christmas season. The next adventure begins on the 25th as a group of us head north on the train to Hakuba, which is a popular ski resort located in the Japan Alps in Nagano Prefecture (near where the 1998 Winter Olympics were held). Most of us, I think, are going snowboarding. Or at least, trying to go snowboarding. It’ll be my first time. I’m looking forward to a week full of being surrounded by snow. I haven’t seen much of the stuff since before I came to Japan. It will be my first Christmas away from home, away from my family. I’ve got dear friends here to celebrate it with, but it’ll be a new challenge.
It’s an expensive trip traveling between Osaka and Toronto. If I was staying much long, I would’ve thought about coming home for Christmas again, but as it is, I’m coming home in May! That’s right! I’ve got a one-way ticket out of Japan! That one-way ticket, however, is to Heathrow, as I’m going to stop in England for a week or so on my home. BUT AFTER THAT I will be back in the Niagara Region. It’s hard to believe. I know I came here the intention of being here only a year, and so for so long I’d had an end in sight, but I have a home here now and it will be difficult to leave (at the same time, it’s always difficult to stay so long, with my home also being in Niagara). I’ve started talking to people about things I’m going to be trying to get rid of, been thinking about last minute trips that I’d like to take, all that. I’ve been saying goodbye to a lot of good friends here who are on their way home now, and it’s made me realize that I’m not so far off from being in their situation. The countdown begins.
On a less exciting but still awesome note,I submitted some photos to a photography scavenger hunt/exhibition/contest and won best photo in one of the categories (by popular vote). That was kinda cool. Check it out at http://www.kameraoke.com/.
**And as a note to recent commenters, I will try to soon respond to your questions regarding teaching/living in Japan (including my half-Japanese perspective!)**
11 December 2011 § Leave a comment
Last winter when I arrived here, I would often be too cold to sleep at night. I would lie in bed at night, freezing cold, eagerly awaiting warmer weather. Buildings here have terrible insulation, and no central heating. I didn’t have much cash flow for a few months, so I didn’t put out the money on things that would make my life more comfortable. Summer started similarly, lying in bed at night, sweating and hot, eagerly awaiting cooler weather.
This winter will not be the same. I made a trip to the store today and picked up an electric blanket, a space heater, fuzzy slippers, and an electric kettle (my stovetop one is so slow). I am lying in bed writing this, and I am a little too hot with this electric blanket and it’s wonderful. The space heater is nice too, and I have a feeling that I’m going to be spending a lot of time in front of it over the next few months.
Now that this week has started, I can finally say to my friends and family in Canada – see you next week! I am so excited. There’s still a lot of shopping here that I want to do for people back home, and time is limited. I thought it’d be a good idea to be as busy as is humanly possible during the week leading up to my flight home, for some reason.
Last December, I did lots of Christmas things throughout the month to get into the spirit of the season – candlelight carol stroll, a performance of Handel’s Messiah, Christmas movies, Christmas music, Christmas books. It’s hard to do all that here. Today, however, I went to a chamber choir performance and they performed so many Christmas carols and it was lovely. I went alone, but ran into some friends. It was just what I needed to feel more Christmas-y. The choir was all Japanese, but the carols were mostly in English. This will sound terrible, but whenever I think of Christmas carols in Asia, I can only think of the end scene in A Christmas Story, at the Chinese restaurant, Deck the Halls…: “Fa ra ra ra ra…”. But, of course, it was nothing like that. It was beautiful. I’m very grateful to my friend who extended the invite.