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Sunday, August 20, 2006
New Apartment / 新しアパート
Blah! Since my last post I’ve been kinda sick and really busy. Well I know which classes I’ll be teaching (well about 80% sure.) I’m pretty happy about my classes.
And... Yay... I moved into my own apartment a 10 minute walk to my job. No more 40 minute or so commute. The apartment is HUGE I was amazed. I thought it would be more like my friends palaces in Nishinomiya, but no. It’s almost too big. I love it, I’m like equal walking distance from a CoCo curry, an Osho(王将), a 105円 kaiten sushi, and a porn book and video store. Could life get any better I ask?
Oh it can---Meat:safety.
Oh and I saw a guy in front of the Japan (a Family Dollar/Pick-n-Save like discount store) today who while waiting for the drink machine to pour his soda walked across the parking lot, to take a quick piss on the bush next to the curb. This, I might add, was in plain view of not only me but two kids waiting at the bus stop and at like 11:30 in the morning. Glory.
Anyhow here's a few photos I took riding around Sanda and of my new apartment. I hope you like them.
I’ll have a few things to say about my little one night trip out to Fukui sometime soon.
And... Yay... I moved into my own apartment a 10 minute walk to my job. No more 40 minute or so commute. The apartment is HUGE I was amazed. I thought it would be more like my friends palaces in Nishinomiya, but no. It’s almost too big. I love it, I’m like equal walking distance from a CoCo curry, an Osho(王将), a 105円 kaiten sushi, and a porn book and video store. Could life get any better I ask?
Oh it can---Meat:safety.
Oh and I saw a guy in front of the Japan (a Family Dollar/Pick-n-Save like discount store) today who while waiting for the drink machine to pour his soda walked across the parking lot, to take a quick piss on the bush next to the curb. This, I might add, was in plain view of not only me but two kids waiting at the bus stop and at like 11:30 in the morning. Glory.
Anyhow here's a few photos I took riding around Sanda and of my new apartment. I hope you like them.
I’ll have a few things to say about my little one night trip out to Fukui sometime soon.
Tuesday, August 15, 2006
三田駅／ Sanda station
僕が3日と青春18切符。三田駅に始まるでも、どこかへ行こうの？
I have 3 days and a unlimited rail pass for the JR. I'm starting in Sanda but, where to go from here.
This was the first post but didn't get posted for some reason. I'm now back in Osaka at an Internet cafe.
I have 3 days and a unlimited rail pass for the JR. I'm starting in Sanda but, where to go from here.
This was the first post but didn't get posted for some reason. I'm now back in Osaka at an Internet cafe.
Monday, August 14, 2006
敦賀駅
福井まで行くつもり。金沢へ行けるでも、ちょっと遅い。この電車はメッチャ面白い。日本中この電車は一番汚い！本当大好き！福井でいい写真が取られるよう。Bakersfeild、CAらしい。
I'm gonna stop at Fukui tonight. Going further would be too late. this is the dirtist train I've seen in Japan! Love. It's like the Bakersfeild of Japanese trains.
I'm gonna stop at Fukui tonight. Going further would be too late. this is the dirtist train I've seen in Japan! Love. It's like the Bakersfeild of Japanese trains.
東舞鶴駅
ここに電車を乗り換えした。何もないあるよう。
敦賀へ行こう！
East Mazuru station
Ain't much around here it seems. I'm now on the Japan Sea side of Honshu.
敦賀へ行こう！
East Mazuru station
Ain't much around here it seems. I'm now on the Japan Sea side of Honshu.
Friday, August 11, 2006
三田まつり / Sanda matsuri
All decent sized Japanese towns have a festival (or matsuri) once or twice a year. Last Saturday, the 5th and 6th, was Sanda’s summer matsuri. Like any gathering like this in Japan there are the booths selling street food, games of chance, and other related junk. Since it is the summer matsuri people typically wear yukata, a kinda less formal kimono. Many of them that are sold in stores for young kids feature Hello Kitty or other similar characters. Most matsuri typically end with a fireworks show and Sanda's 45min show was no exception. Since this is Sanda, on the edge of the really rural area, lots of country people came in from the rice fields, hence Sam, Dan, and I got some rather funny looks. We are already quite rare up here (even-though its only like one hour to Osaka) so the random odd stare is normal, but this night it was coming from everywhere.
Another thing to note is that last year there wasn’t a matsuri because of the train accident. If you remember in April of last year there was a big train accident in Amagasaki city on the JR line. Well that was the line that people take from Sanda into Osaka for work. Sanda is like a suburb town with many families who move out here to buy a home. Of those killed in the accident were many Sanda residents. Because matsuri are family occasions, the matsuri was cancelled last year. I think the city made up for the missed year with this years celebrations. Overall, super fun.
And, yes those are real live eels in that photo, and that really is grilled octopus.
I put a few comments on the photos where necessary. Click HERE for the set.
Tuesday, August 08, 2006
日本へそ公園 / The Navel of Japan Park
Last Thursday I took the train the long way to the Navel of Japan Park or Nihonhesokoen (日本へそ公園) in Nishiwaki city (西脇). The day was hot hot hot and super humid, but clear-ish at times leaving the sky prettier than usual on these humid summer days.I had purchased the super fun Seshun 18 Kippu (背春18切符) that lets you ride on any normal service JR train for any five days during a given period. Using one of these days I took the longer more scenic route from Sanda (三田), where I am living now, up and around to Sannan (山南) where I changed trains to Nishiwaki, then down to the coast at Akashi (明石), and up again finally to Sanda. Most of the trains were single car conductorless models, and one was a two car model with a conductor but with out automatic doors! Very cool.
The first big group of my photos shows the rail line from Sanda to Tanikawa station (谷川) in the city of Sannan where I had a 2 1/2 hour wait. This was a lovely little city up in the hills filled with old houses and on a wide river. I asked the lady working the Kiosk shop in the station where the post office was and she directed me to it, hearing as I walked away a question from a bystander, “What did the foreigner want?” and the Kiosk lady’s reply “Postoffice.”
The second set of my photos shows Nihonhesokoen itself, the reason for my trip. It is here that the geographic center of Japan lies at the intersection of E135 and N35, as the first visitor to this place from the Degree Confluence Project states:
“The 135 east longitudes have been the standard of the Japanese time. There is the northernmost Japan tip in North latitude 46 degrees, and the southernmost tip in North latitude 24 degrees.”So this is not like a center of Japan in the way we might try to find the center of the 48 states by dividing all the maxim distances in half, but a created one kind of like the 4 corners monument in Colorado, Arizona, Utah, New Mexico. Lacking in fry bread but equipped with a super cool playground (see below).
There are also two confluence points, one for each datum used commonly in Japan. The Tokyo datum site is older and much less visited it appeared to me. The WGS84 datum is perched on the side of a hill but commands better upkeep, perhaps due to its closeness to the museum and playground. Interestingly enough, the WGS84 site is also on the side of a kofun, yet I was not truly able to make out its shape. I got photos of both sites, and the reading on my GPS for fun.
The museum (only 300yen--thank you ISIC card) was pretty interesting, if I had a child I would definitely take him or her here. I got a daytime telescope session and played with the various exhibits on the stratification of the Earth, gravity and other basic principles of Earth science. But, the best part of the place was the super cool playground, that had with super slider slides that had corkscrews and super fast long drops. The slides have conveyer belt like rollers so make sure you remember to use one of the many butt pads they have to slide on or you’ll have a burning hot bottom like I did the first time I did it. The playground’s theme was the Solar System and I have to say really cute, a little bit of cleaning work would have made it perfect. Although for me this typically Japanese state of mild detritus only made it more appealing.
I had a late lunch in the restaurant at the end of the parking lot. A super good ham sandwich plate with iced coffee. Pretty cute waitress too. I should have stayed around there but I was wet with sweat and probably very stinky so I made my way to the train station, skipping the little, yet appealing, modern art museum for another day.
I road the train out to the beach side station of Asagiri (朝霧) near the world longest suspension bridge where I took a bath in the beach-front super sento. I’ve forgot the name already, and found it too crowded with beachgoers to be enjoyable for me. Still it seemed nice and I want to return to the station again to go swimming at least.
I hope to write more about the park, hopefully I can try to read some of the Japanese in the pictures I took to find out when the Tokyo datum site was built.
Clicking on any of the photos will take you that photos page or you can see all the photos in the 日本へそ公園の旅行 set on my Flickr page.
Another site in Japanese about the park, and where I got the map at the top from.
http://www11.ocn.ne.jp/~ohhashi/hesokouen.htm
Wednesday, August 02, 2006
Monday, July 31, 2006
日曜日南インド料理を食べた。
友達のバーはガラリバというですごいおいしい南インド料理を食べた。Haggi様はいろいろ外のバーらしいのところで友達と新し友達とインド料理を作る。僕にとって初めての経験でも、外の人にとって２、３回食べことがあった。食べた時に手だけ作った。本当インドらしい。たくさん写真を取った。下のURLで見られる。
http://www.flickr.com/photos/sleepytako/sets/72157594217186637/
Wednesday, July 26, 2006
ボーデペイント / Body paint
仕事でいろいろ任務をしなければならないから、仕事が好きだ。今日プールで遊んで ボーデペイントを書いた。すごい楽しかった。遊んだ後で先生は子供にボーデペイントを洗ってくれた。生徒の体は僕の手と水で ボーデペイントを擦った。その生徒のお臍の中にみどりペイントを見ると思ったけど、接触する時にペイントじゃないのに気がついた！ヌメリだったよ！EWWWWWWWW!!!!!! 「Awww. What’s this! Oh, its not paint. Well I’ll clean it anyway.」と言った。
子供を教える時には、いろいろびくりことをするわけだ。
At my job I have to do many different tasks, that’s why I like it. Today we played in the pool then painted with body paints. It was fun. After playing the teachers cleaned the children’s body paint. With my hand I scrubbed the students bodies. In one students belly button I noticed what I thought was some green body paint, however when I touched it it turned out to be mucus! EWWWWWWW!!!!! “ Awww. What’s this! Oh, its not paint. Well I’ll clean it anyway” I said.
When teaching children many surprising things will happen.
(Note: I tried to write my English version of the story almost as I wrote my Japanese so that’s why it might read funny. Also わけだ means like “it follows that” or “that is to say” so I think I used it correctly.)
子供を教える時には、いろいろびくりことをするわけだ。
At my job I have to do many different tasks, that’s why I like it. Today we played in the pool then painted with body paints. It was fun. After playing the teachers cleaned the children’s body paint. With my hand I scrubbed the students bodies. In one students belly button I noticed what I thought was some green body paint, however when I touched it it turned out to be mucus! EWWWWWWW!!!!! “ Awww. What’s this! Oh, its not paint. Well I’ll clean it anyway” I said.
When teaching children many surprising things will happen.
(Note: I tried to write my English version of the story almost as I wrote my Japanese so that’s why it might read funny. Also わけだ means like “it follows that” or “that is to say” so I think I used it correctly.)
Thursday, July 20, 2006
Wednesday, July 19, 2006
武庫川は大雨後
Monday, July 17, 2006
阪急今津線の写真 Hankyu Imazu line photos
西宮市に阪急今津線近くに散歩をして写真を取った。
I walked around Hankyu Imazu line in Nishinomiya and took some photos.
Click HERE for the set.
I walked around Hankyu Imazu line in Nishinomiya and took some photos.
Click HERE for the set.
初の虹 / First Rainbow
My first Japanese rainbow, and what a rainbow. Both ends were visible and at times there was a double rainbow. Living up here in Sanda has its benefits.
日本で見始めたのが虹だ。すごいきれいだよ！田舎がちょっと詰まらないだけど大自然は素晴らしいネ！
日本で見始めたのが虹だ。すごいきれいだよ！田舎がちょっと詰まらないだけど大自然は素晴らしいネ！
あま湯ハウス
Amayu House (あま湯ハウス） is a supersento, relaxation complex complete with more than just a great bathhouse. A short 5 minute walk from JR Amagasaki station. Just head west towards Kobe following the train tracks, its hard not to see.Price: 1,850円
Included: body soap, shampoo, rinse, face soap, razors, toothbrush, body towel, bath towel, yukata (to walk around the building in), hair dryers, hair combs, some after shave like stuff... and for 1,850円 it better have all that.
Underwear and better razors are for sale from a vending machine in the changing room.
Baths:
Shower, basic cleaned water ofuro, basic unfiltered ofuro, vitamin bath, nice wooden ofuro, a herbal bath that had a cave motif, cold water bath, steam sauna with salt, sauna, outdoor unfiltered ofuro, three tub baths with different herbs added.
Food:
There are vending machines and 2 or 3 different restaurants.
Lobby:
Lobby sitting area with newspapers, a tatami sitting area, sleeping room (complete with lounge chairs and blankets to use, massage chairs, massage service (feet, shoulder, , smoking areas, gacha-gacha, UFO catchers, slots, coin-ops.
How-to:
Lock your shoes, present the ticket and the key from the shoe locker to the check in person who you will pay and give you a locker key. Enter the baths. Enjoy!
Review:
I love going to places like this, its huge, but I don’t think many gaijin go. I got some odd looks. I went around 9 in the morning and it was fairly busy, but no waiting for anything the baths were more than big enough. I can’t recommend a place like this more, yea it is a bit pricey, but its around that of a movie ticket here in Japan and I’d rather take my time in the baths than watch a crappy movie. I had a great time sitting in the sun after getting out of the cold bath and getting a little tan while the water evaporated off of my skin. The other great thing about Ama no yu is the different herbal baths and the way they make your skin feel and smell after. Oh yea the cute otter mascot is too cute to pass up.
Rating:
4.5/5
Links:
Amayu House home page
Wednesday, July 12, 2006
Tuesday, July 11, 2006
Monday, July 10, 2006
A small update & photos
Today I cleaned up my room organized my clothing and went to Nishinomiya where I saw my host mom, she’s doing great, and had yakitori with my friend Keiko, who is also doing well. I also took a bunch of photos and uploaded them.
The first set includes pictures of my new apartment and the wonderful view from its 12 floor windows. In this set is a pic of my new cell phone. There is a pick of the elevator building. The mansion complex I live in now is on the top of the hill and the developer put in an elevator (accessible my the door key) so people don’t have to hike up the stairs on the way to the train station. And lastly, there is a pick of my super cool futon!
The second set includes pictures of, and around Taoji station the area I live in. Taoji is on the slow, old Shintetsu line that runs from Sanda in the hills behind Kobe to Shinkaichi in western Kobe.
The third set includes pictures I took in Sannomiya on the way home.
The first set includes pictures of my new apartment and the wonderful view from its 12 floor windows. In this set is a pic of my new cell phone. There is a pick of the elevator building. The mansion complex I live in now is on the top of the hill and the developer put in an elevator (accessible my the door key) so people don’t have to hike up the stairs on the way to the train station. And lastly, there is a pick of my super cool futon!
The second set includes pictures of, and around Taoji station the area I live in. Taoji is on the slow, old Shintetsu line that runs from Sanda in the hills behind Kobe to Shinkaichi in western Kobe.
The third set includes pictures I took in Sannomiya on the way home.
Sunday, July 09, 2006
Saturday, July 08, 2006
First shot!
I got my cellphone today! It's on DoCoMo so everything is different, besides it being a different phone. I chose the one I got, Foma S09021, because it has a 3MP digital camera which I will test out tomorrow.
This photo was taken in its default mode.
This photo was taken in its default mode.
Saturday, July 01, 2006
Cute new mascot for the 南海電鉄
This is the new mascot the Nankai railway is using to promote their version of the PiTaPa, a IC card that you tap on the gates to pay for you train fare eliminating the need for paper tickets. I find him very cute and it seems that all he (or she, or it) can say is "mo."
Another photo here
Another photo here
バナナハウスと堺市 / Banana House & Sakai city
I uploaded photos from the glorious hotel I stayed at last week called Banana House in Sakai city. As I blogged below, It reminded me of the Happiness Hotel from “The Great Muppet Caper.”
Other photos in the set include shots of Daisenryo Kofun and the adjoining park.
Click here for the set
Friday, June 30, 2006
IMG 7490
The view from my new room in Sanda.
三田のアパト景色です
I just moved in, will post more stuff soon. All is good.
三田のアパト景色です
I just moved in, will post more stuff soon. All is good.
Wednesday, June 28, 2006
Senjyu no yu (千寿の湯）
Price: 600-700円
Included: Body soap, Shampoo/Rinse, Hair dryers.
Towels are for sale from a vending machine in the changing room: 120円
Baths:
Shower, footbath, sented bath, nice wooden ofuro, typical Jet baths, cold water bath, dry sauna, wet Sauna, outdoor bath with some Jets, and hard pressure waterfall like bath that you sit under which I don’t know what to call yet. They also have an air dry room that was a new experience for me.
Food:
There is a ticket style kitchen in the lobby
Lobby:
Two TV’s, a tatami sitting area, massage chairs, massage service, smoking room (the entire onsen is non-smoking), gacha-gacha.
How-to:
Lock your shoes using a 100円 coin (it is returned when you get your shoes back). Buy an entrance ticket from the vending machine, present the ticket and the key from the shoe locker to the check in person who will give you a locker key. Enter the baths. Enjoy!
Review:
As a newer super-sentos go they sometimes they leave me with a strange un-friendly feeling, this one was the opposite. The staff and clientele all seemed very nice. I did get a few curious looks as this part of Sakai doesn’t seem like many gaijin lived there. The baths are great, very clean, and in good working order as are the washing areas. The room is wide with a high cealing and good air. The outdoor area also offers a great view of the sky and many different seating places in, and out of the water, with many natural plants. Two odd thing about the baths is the cold bath is situated so that its hard to ladle water over yourself with out stooping over, and outside there is a simulated electronic bird chirping noise that I found distracting.
Rating:
3.5/5
Links:
Senjyu no yu home page
Supersentou. com review
Photos:
Wheeler Peak
One of my Japanese friends on Mixi wrote about how nice it is to go to the mountains. I agree. This photo was taken in what might be my favorite mountain range. Wheeler Peak is 3,981m (13,063 ft) making it is the second tallest mountain in Nevada near the Utah border in Great Basin National Park. Although the smallest of the National Parks, Great Basin is one of the best because of its size and remote location. It also has the beautiful Lehman Caves that you can tour.
Great Basin National Park @ USNPS / Wikipedia
Great Basin National Park @ USNPS / Wikipedia
Sunday, June 25, 2006
日本の計画
今堺市の安いホテルで一週間に泊って予定。三田市で３０日から一ヶ月半に僕の英会話の先生と泊ることになる。その後て自分のアパトへ引っ越すつもりです。一ヶ月ぐらいトレーニングをしなけらばならない。８月ごる僕は本当な先生になる！
皆さんを会ったことがあるのはうれしくなった！交換プログラム中たくさんいい友達を会ったから、日本は僕のウチになった。どもありがとうございます。
今携帯持たないけど、まもなくプリペイド携帯を買いたい。買った後で皆さんの友達に僕の電話番語とメールを教える予定です。
皆さんを会ったことがあるのはうれしくなった！交換プログラム中たくさんいい友達を会ったから、日本は僕のウチになった。どもありがとうございます。
今携帯持たないけど、まもなくプリペイド携帯を買いたい。買った後で皆さんの友達に僕の電話番語とメールを教える予定です。
Saturday, June 24, 2006
A rant about *some* gaijin
Yesterday I got up and went to my old school Konan to see my favorite office people ever, and my three good friends from the school. Before the body of this post let me tell the rest of the Konan people... Wow the summer people have it easy. Their B class would have been behind our A class. Ok but, the meat of this post comes from what I don’t like to see in Japan: stupid gaijin. When I see people who are angry and frustrated due to their deficit view of foreign cultures and languages I wish they would have their passports revoked. Waiting for the train there was a white guy complaining rather loudly and animatedly (for a perturbed dork) to his apparently Japanese girlfriend who was nonchalantly eating a teriyaki burger from McDonlad’s. He was complaining about some sort of miscommunication about meeting the girl I assume, but all of his complaints were of his own mistake it occurred to me. Of course I’m just reporting what I overheard of the argument and can’t be sure of the whole situation at all. He seemed to be complaining about not being able to understand how to read the names of the train stations and having the count the stations to get from one point to another. This is just stupid. I cannot read all of the Kanji of the station names, but I can remember what the symbols look like, also there are the station names written in romanji throughout the trains and the stations. Counting the stations between stops is a good tool to use for navigation, but relying upon it solely is laziness. A second complaint is that he did not know of Namba station. Now, he looked somewhat like someone who has a job here, but even a small attention to ones surroundings in Osaka will make you very aware of Namba one of the towns 4 largest train stations. His third complaint was about the supermarket and its two isles of food. This struck me as just silly as, thanks to the map I carry with me, I knew there was a decently big market just on the other side of the station. Also the guy’s way of getting his point across to his apathetic girlfriend was repetition and increasing the volume of his voice. This guy, who looked like he never was able to pull a girlfriend in his native country, was crying. It was an adult cry of “everything here is different and I cannot cope with it through the me first English-only worldview that I have burdened myself with.” It makes me sad to see a 30 year old man crying like a little baby over stupid easily solved and understood cultural differences like this. Instead of learning from the differences in this foreign culture compared from his native culture and using those differences to build frames with which to live he instead has chosen to cry. I don’t feel bad for the girl, she could be training him or keeping him stupid on purpose to maintain control over him, and then outbursts like this are part of the game and her attitude towards him is the sign of her knowhow. It is stupid to get angry over things that can be so simply solved, but to make these things simple it takes a change of the way one views a foreign language and culture from an exclusive to an inclusive one.
I might seem a bit harsh and mean to the guy in this post, he might be a nice person. Who knows. It is his manner that I am critiquing which made me see problems in his adjustment to Japan, and maybe his choice in girlfriends too.
I might seem a bit harsh and mean to the guy in this post, he might be a nice person. Who knows. It is his manner that I am critiquing which made me see problems in his adjustment to Japan, and maybe his choice in girlfriends too.
Friday, June 23, 2006
Returning to Japan
You’d think that having to get up at 4:00 in the morning to drive to LAX to catch an International flight at 7:40 out of one of LAX’s more getto terminals would suck--right. Well you’re totally wrong. What a great flight. I took Air Canada flight from LAX to YVR (Vancouver, BC) then YVR to KIX (Kansai Int’l) and loved it. Many reasons come up, and some short comings. Some of this might just be luck. While the flight out was in one of LAX’s least nice terminals it was close to the runway, no long taxi times, also it wasn’t like super Jammed up either! Yea the line for the baggage check lagged, but that happens in every baggage check line. The flight to Vancouver was basic, nothing special. I read some of my book, newspaper and watched the Canadian news on the TV’s. I love the CBC. Then I arrived in the beautiful Vancouver airport. I’ve heard good things about the airport but not seen many photos. Wow. Giant waterfalls, smells, great shops, beautiful signs, bright lighting due to the nearly endless windows. I’ve never been in a better designed airport ever. It would be worth it to fly this route to Kansai just to stop over at this airport. On to the flight to Kansai, what the plane lacked in a personal entertainment system it made up with great service and really great food. The flight attendant who was serving my drinks seemed very happy to share with me the different types of Canadian beers they had on board. Two of which I tried for the first time, Pacific Dry an Asahi-esque beer I didn’t care much for, and Sleemans Cream Ale which I found really tasty. The food was great, I mean they had things like capers and rosemary in the dishes. What made the flight even better was that it was a little empty and I had a two seat row next to the window all to myself, so I took a sleeping pill after the food service laid down and passed out till right before the second food service.
Getting through the customs and stuff in Japan was a breeze, I got asked a few more questions than usual, but everyone was very nice. Actually, somehow, I was able to be like the second person to the visa check people no long line though customs.
It was raining pretty hard, and rather humid in Kansai yesterday. I got the brunt of it too. Without an umbrella, or elevators I got all my luggage from the airport to my hotel changing trains four times. I took Nankai instead of JR out of the airport and that was a mistake. Lugging one suitcase at at time up the stairs then leaving it there as I lugged up the second was the theme of my trip to my hotel. I must have done that five or six times. Bleh.
Well I got to my hotel fine and what a hotel, it’s like the Happiness Hotel from The Great Muppet Caper. There’s writing and paintings on all the inside halls in many languages. The guests are from like everywhere. Everyone says hi in the halls. The owner has a fro and wears hawaiian like shirts. Yea, it’s a bit out of the way, and not too clean, but it’s got a great atmosphere. Oh yea, there’s a long bit of CAT-5 hanging from the wall for the free internet. For ~170USD a week, how can I go wrong!
Anyhow its like 4:00AM local time, I’m going to try to head back to sleep for a bit.
Getting through the customs and stuff in Japan was a breeze, I got asked a few more questions than usual, but everyone was very nice. Actually, somehow, I was able to be like the second person to the visa check people no long line though customs.
It was raining pretty hard, and rather humid in Kansai yesterday. I got the brunt of it too. Without an umbrella, or elevators I got all my luggage from the airport to my hotel changing trains four times. I took Nankai instead of JR out of the airport and that was a mistake. Lugging one suitcase at at time up the stairs then leaving it there as I lugged up the second was the theme of my trip to my hotel. I must have done that five or six times. Bleh.
Well I got to my hotel fine and what a hotel, it’s like the Happiness Hotel from The Great Muppet Caper. There’s writing and paintings on all the inside halls in many languages. The guests are from like everywhere. Everyone says hi in the halls. The owner has a fro and wears hawaiian like shirts. Yea, it’s a bit out of the way, and not too clean, but it’s got a great atmosphere. Oh yea, there’s a long bit of CAT-5 hanging from the wall for the free internet. For ~170USD a week, how can I go wrong!Anyhow its like 4:00AM local time, I’m going to try to head back to sleep for a bit.
Wednesday, June 21, 2006
今朝
I will be going to Camp Westgate today, Wenesday 21st to meet with my cabnet conserning future planning on the Western front.
Sunday, June 18, 2006
Stupid link of the week.
This one kind of comes from my camping post, well I found it doing that post... The California City police log. Super fun seeing what the cops get to do out in the Mojave.
I also recommend, although not as convent, the crime log from Laguna Beach, CA thanks to the Laguna Beach Independent. (Click on the "Section A" button, warning PDF file.)
I also recommend, although not as convent, the crime log from Laguna Beach, CA thanks to the Laguna Beach Independent. (Click on the "Section A" button, warning PDF file.)
I went camping. キャンピングをした。
Last chance to go camping for a long time I thought. So I rushed out of my house on Wednesday morning, exactly one week before I will return to Japan, in my sister’s car with a cooler full of beer, a sack, my radio, and some other crap. While disappointing in many ways, it was nice seeing California.
I chose to head up to a place called Miracle Hot Springs along the, as I learned, deadly Kern river just east of Bakersfield. It looked rather tempting in my guide to California hot springs so I thought it would be worth a try. I began to get concerned when I pulled into the adjoining Hobo campground and found it empty and partially flooded by the high waters on the Kern--due to planned release of water from the dam creating Lake Isabella upstream because of questions about the dam's current state. Then I got rather dismayed talking to the camp host who’s dress hung as loosely to her body as her aged skin. With two packs of USA brand cigarettes on the table of her trailer with her black El Camino out front she explained to me how the “orientals” messed up the whole place, people are naked out there, and how the pool was a few inches deep. She was right about two of those things at least. Sadly I didn’t meet any “orientals” the entire trip--I wanted to practice some Japanese! Anyhow I hiked the 10 minutes or so along the river to the remainder of the spring. The place use to be a hotel and everything back in the day, now all that exists are a few concreted up pools reinforced by plastic bags full of sand and rock. The only exposed pool was truly only a few inches deep. 足湯らしくないよ！
The other pools that I could make out were too inundated by the river water that would typically cool off the water so that I could only tell the hot water got to the pool by the sulfurous smell. If the river level was lowered this could be a better place I guess. Well I got naked--why not--and splashed some of the water over me. It was ok. Downstream there was another hot spring and I decided to check that one out the next morning.
Walking home I almost got sprayed by a skunk! Another great thing about this trip was all the great wildlife I saw. Skunks, lizards, tons of birds, mice, tadpoles, and a wild cat of some type! Yay!
Remington Hot Spring proved at least a bit more appealing as I could soak in it at least. Consisting of an small upper pool of concrete and stone and a lower pool like that at Miracle, I was able to get a soak in the upper pool, although the lower suffered from the same problems as Miracle. But what a wonderful looking place. The people who care for and installed the infrastructure really had a good time with it. There are little stones, dice, and marbles stuck into the concrete binding together the rocks that make the tubs and stairs around the spring. A very pleasant place with cheerful people it seems. At least the hippy couple I saw there seemed cool. If only the river was lower this place would be amazing!
The rest of Thursday I spent driving around Lake Isabella, finding the campgrounds uninviting or closed and upon asking the help at the ranger-station if I could swim in the lake they looked at me like I was a freak said it was cold and advised me to wear a life jacket. Getting tired I pulled into a campground back on the river named Sandy Flat found a decent site and took a nice nap. The rest of the evening was uneventful with me exploring, and listening to a bunch of shortwave radio. The silly ultra-right-wing Radio Liberty on the shortwave radio is glorious and super fun to listen to. Besides the shortwave I always try to catch anything being broadcast locally. The local commercials on the small Lake Isabella AM station were equally enjoyable. I love getting a feel for a town from the low budget advertisements for the local hardware, candy, and roofing shops.
Driving home I was super tired and got back to Laguna at like 11:30, super good timing. I wish I had taken better photos, and my mediocre photos from this trip are up on my flickr for all to see of course! I also should have taken that side trip to see California City, or photo the truck stop city of Mojave again that I was considering. I went up there to take some photos that were to be some of my first that I developed and printed all at my home by myself and thought it would be cool to retake a photo of a house I took maybe 8 years ago. I’ve uploaded the original in my flickr also. I didn’t sleep well in the back of my sister’s car, it’s nothing like the futon I had in my truck. The car did drive like a dream however, all time four wheel drive is really nice on those windy country roads. :D
Monday, June 12, 2006
CocoRosie live at the Troubadour 6月10日
Last night I was treated to a live performance by CocoRosie at the Troubadour in West Hollywood, a wonderful performance. The band, two sisters Sierra and Bianca, were onstage with two backup singer/beatboxers and a bassist. Behind the players was a projection of videos taken by the band of Sierra wearing a mildly creepy plastic geisha face mask riding trains and walking around. I had three thoughts during the show.
1.
While watching the band a few comparisons came to me, notably His Name Is Alive, another band known for its mashing up of two genres and giving them that undeniably american feel. The second was merely on the Sierra singer’s voice reminding me of Lisa Gerrard of Dead Can Dance.
2.
The interaction between the beat box boys and the two girls seemed distant at first, as if they were just hired to do this one show in LA. They sat in the back of the stage next to each other almost stiff as boards, spill-over from the projector painting their heads when not , er, beatboxing but, other aspects of their performance betrayed that initial feel of mine. The beat boxers were able to fit in and follow the songs so well, their in-between song interaction with the girls, and later in the performance they all got up and danced with the girls so I was generally left confused. If the former was true it would have been an odd job them to say the least. At the end it seemed that everyone had a good time.
3.
Strangely, perhaps because what seemed to be the use of lots of effects and filters on the voices and other noises made on stage nothing seemed to synch up right. Of course this music doesn’t to that either, however watching the girls lips as they sung almost made me think they were pulling an Ashley Simpson thing up there--and that wouldn’t surprise me if my evil theory is true. It’s the same theory that creationists like to use, human life is too complicated so it had to be made by some outside power. Applied to CoCoRosie, both of these girls have such complex identities taking from such a broad range of sources one could think they are the pet project of some evil hollywood music producer. The whole thing is a sham. All of it was lip-synched. CoCoRosie are merely having there first indie shows for street cred before the marketing hits. Oh, if only it were that easy. The mind likes simple answers and that would be a simple answer to CoCoRosie but in reality they are a confusing, post-modern mish-mash of complex personalities, musical tastes, inventiveness, and pure beauty that would be well beyond the ability of any producer-type to invent. The girls were as real as the living drum machines that backed them.
Overall, a must see live show if you get the chance.
Thanks Flora for the ride!
1.
While watching the band a few comparisons came to me, notably His Name Is Alive, another band known for its mashing up of two genres and giving them that undeniably american feel. The second was merely on the Sierra singer’s voice reminding me of Lisa Gerrard of Dead Can Dance.
2.
The interaction between the beat box boys and the two girls seemed distant at first, as if they were just hired to do this one show in LA. They sat in the back of the stage next to each other almost stiff as boards, spill-over from the projector painting their heads when not , er, beatboxing but, other aspects of their performance betrayed that initial feel of mine. The beat boxers were able to fit in and follow the songs so well, their in-between song interaction with the girls, and later in the performance they all got up and danced with the girls so I was generally left confused. If the former was true it would have been an odd job them to say the least. At the end it seemed that everyone had a good time.
3.
Strangely, perhaps because what seemed to be the use of lots of effects and filters on the voices and other noises made on stage nothing seemed to synch up right. Of course this music doesn’t to that either, however watching the girls lips as they sung almost made me think they were pulling an Ashley Simpson thing up there--and that wouldn’t surprise me if my evil theory is true. It’s the same theory that creationists like to use, human life is too complicated so it had to be made by some outside power. Applied to CoCoRosie, both of these girls have such complex identities taking from such a broad range of sources one could think they are the pet project of some evil hollywood music producer. The whole thing is a sham. All of it was lip-synched. CoCoRosie are merely having there first indie shows for street cred before the marketing hits. Oh, if only it were that easy. The mind likes simple answers and that would be a simple answer to CoCoRosie but in reality they are a confusing, post-modern mish-mash of complex personalities, musical tastes, inventiveness, and pure beauty that would be well beyond the ability of any producer-type to invent. The girls were as real as the living drum machines that backed them.
Overall, a must see live show if you get the chance.
Thanks Flora for the ride!
Saturday, June 10, 2006
Wednesday, June 07, 2006
すごいいい天気
It just rained a little here in the Sonoran desert. The great smell of water on the dusty streets and sidewalks of the little town that was my home for so many years fills my nostrils with every breath. I'm lucky that I can smell this before I head back to Japan in a few months. This smell can only be had here and ones one of the most important smells in my life. What are your most important smells?
University of Arizona webcam
Tucson weather
僕今ツソッンで旅行をしている。今月には珍し天気がある。雨が降った！雨後でとても大好きな匂いになられる。世界の中に同じ匂いがない。 ツソッンだけがあるわけです。その匂い僕にとって大切匂いです。あなたにとって何匂いが大好きですか？
アリゾナ大学のインターネットカメラ
ツソッン天気
Phoenix is full of brick buildings and chain stores.
Jared lives in a cool house next to the train tracks about a 1/4 mile away from the ASU campus in a 3 bed room house with to brothers as roommates who seem like really cool people. We played badminton in his back yard and the Tucson team, Ed and I, got beat 21-12. The sad. Before that we went to Ikea for lunch... Ed HAD to go... It was gloriously Swedish. Jokes were made.
After lunch we walked around the campus shopping district all done in a mandated brick construction with your average selection of chain family restaurants, coffee shops, and hipster clothing. Ed bought new green undies that seemed like they’d give good support at the American Apparel store. We went to this cool oyster bar/normal bar to have a few drinks. It was the tasty. Ed compared the Tucson CoOp to the Tempe CoOp and concluded: “Suck.”
I got a yummy Itoen brand tea, something they don’t sell in the same packaging in Japan, and a yummy kombucha tea.
Now, as I type this post, I am at a cool all ages cafe, gallery, and venue in a low-rent part of downtown Phoenix called The Trunk Space. Seen one band and I’m on the second. Both have been good. The first had a great Modest Mouse feel this second one is just rocking out with beat boxing breakdowns. I miss places like this, I haven’t found anything like it in Japan. The art is really well done too. All the frames have a button that turns on some light inside illuminating the collaged dioramas inside. The imagery is mostly religious of some sort.
After this Jared is going to take us to a restaurant that he recommended called My Florist. Great place, I had a yummy cobb salad and we all shared a bottle of wine. They were showing local short films on a screen which became great fodder for us. Ed didn’t eat anything as he wanted an In-and-Out burger on the way back. We got home around 2am bleh. Ed had to open the CoOp.
I slept like a baby in Ed’s room, there’s something great about that house. Today I’m going to UA to talk to some people concerning my graduation then its off to dinner with my uncle. But I’m posting this from Bentley’s after having a yummy cheese and avocado sandwich. Fun stuff. More photos up from yesterday, more to come later.
After lunch we walked around the campus shopping district all done in a mandated brick construction with your average selection of chain family restaurants, coffee shops, and hipster clothing. Ed bought new green undies that seemed like they’d give good support at the American Apparel store. We went to this cool oyster bar/normal bar to have a few drinks. It was the tasty. Ed compared the Tucson CoOp to the Tempe CoOp and concluded: “Suck.”
I got a yummy Itoen brand tea, something they don’t sell in the same packaging in Japan, and a yummy kombucha tea.
Now, as I type this post, I am at a cool all ages cafe, gallery, and venue in a low-rent part of downtown Phoenix called The Trunk Space. Seen one band and I’m on the second. Both have been good. The first had a great Modest Mouse feel this second one is just rocking out with beat boxing breakdowns. I miss places like this, I haven’t found anything like it in Japan. The art is really well done too. All the frames have a button that turns on some light inside illuminating the collaged dioramas inside. The imagery is mostly religious of some sort.
After this Jared is going to take us to a restaurant that he recommended called My Florist. Great place, I had a yummy cobb salad and we all shared a bottle of wine. They were showing local short films on a screen which became great fodder for us. Ed didn’t eat anything as he wanted an In-and-Out burger on the way back. We got home around 2am bleh. Ed had to open the CoOp.
I slept like a baby in Ed’s room, there’s something great about that house. Today I’m going to UA to talk to some people concerning my graduation then its off to dinner with my uncle. But I’m posting this from Bentley’s after having a yummy cheese and avocado sandwich. Fun stuff. More photos up from yesterday, more to come later.
Tuesday, June 06, 2006
Tucson Trip Post #1
Wow, I’m back in Tucson. Its been a long time since I’ve been here... Well only 9 months or so but still. Things are the same but different. It’s all very interesting. Here’s what I’ve noticed
Today I've been in Phoenix with Jared, we ate at Ikea and played badminton. More later. Some photos up on Flickr!
- Stone is all messed up between Speedway and the railroad. Getting from West University to Dunbar Springs in a car is a pain.
- Epic cafe has a new menu board thats ohh so Epic. They also have cool shrits with Magnum P.I, on them.
- I forgot how many cops are floating around 4th. I rarely see cops in Japan, but here WOW.
- The Grill has the same and new staff. The tables and booths really got beat up however. I still love it.
- Ed is now like, an adult. He has a cute beard and a cell phone! Wow!
- The Perry Ave house has a whole new bunch of cool people. I like. However not having Lila here is odd. Also not seeing Tom is really odd. We’re seeing Jared on Monday so that doesn’t seem so weird at all.
- Last, but most important... NO HANNAH!!!! *CRY* We miss you. Ed and I want to invade China together.
Today I've been in Phoenix with Jared, we ate at Ikea and played badminton. More later. Some photos up on Flickr!
Saturday, June 03, 2006
300 Mile Long Crater
Pre-dino mass extinction could have been caused by one big mamma of a space rock.
Friday, June 02, 2006
Thursday, June 01, 2006
デブ デヴ
I am mildly fat. Donno how much... But I have a belly. So I joined a 24 hour gym and just got back from my first experience working out in America. I went to the gym in Konan a few times near the end of the program and liked it so I joined one for a month here. Spent about 2 hours there riding bikes and stuff. I think some like super buff workout like guy said “look at that faggot” or something like that about me. Bleh. I still dig. Tomorrow it is Target shopping day (among other things) for some white socks, workout shorts, and shower sandals. FUN!
交換プログラムながら僕はちょうとデブになったから、体重が心配している。今日アスレチュッククウブを混じった。甲南のジムけれいに比べたけど、大丈夫です。今晩ジムで２時間に運度をした。明日Targetでショーツだし、白い靴下だし、買うつもりです。メッチャ楽しいだ。
交換プログラムながら僕はちょうとデブになったから、体重が心配している。今日アスレチュッククウブを混じった。甲南のジムけれいに比べたけど、大丈夫です。今晩ジムで２時間に運度をした。明日Targetでショーツだし、白い靴下だし、買うつもりです。メッチャ楽しいだ。
I'm back in the USA
Let’s see I got up around 8:15 on Tuesday morning in Japan. I had some last minute packing, and cleaning to do. Yes I vacuumed my room before leaving. No dust bunnies for お母さん to pick up. My last breakfast at home was my favorite, two 梅干しおにぎり and a glass of 豆乳. We rushed out the door, me profusely sweating in my suit, to the bus stop where we hoped to flag down a cab and get to 西北 before the 9:45 bus left. Well, I forgot the keys to my luggage so I had to run back and get them. Thankfully by the time I got back お母さん had stopped a cab driver, but it was like 9:25. We were worried if we would make it on time, however we got the best cab driver in 関西. Serious. He recommended catching the bus at JR西宮 and taking a short cut through a cemetery. We got to the bus stop with time to spare.
Arriving at the airport I found out the fatal flaw in my get there early plans, the check in gates hadn’t opened yet. Which wasn’t bad in the long run anyhow as we ended up having coffee and waffles at the 喫茶店.
Check in was easy however it started late because the scanner was broken and we were re-routed to the one next to it. I was able to request an isle seat, and my bags weren’t too heavy either so no fines.
Still with a few hours to blow お母さん and I went through the stores together, me getting some last minute gifts and a bottle of しそ焼酎 for the family. That done I said an almost tearful goodbye to my super great host-mom promising to have dinner together once I returned to Japan. Maybe because I know I’m returning this whole experience hasn’t been as emotional as I thought it would be.
I had a little trouble going through immigration as I had an unused re-entry permit. All I had to do was sign a form and explain why I bought, but did not use it. That done I was on my way to the Duty-free shops, which were, sadly, unappealing, So I headed to my gate stopping to get a few beers and some takoyaki to much on while I waited and checked my email on the free internet at the airport!
My flight was pretty nice. I helped the flight attendent understand my next seat neighbors drink order scoring me super brownie points with them making the flight even better.
Getting through American immigration wasn’t too bad either, I did have to wait around 1:15 minutes to get my luggage at SFO so I could go through customs, who just flagged me through. It was right around then that the return culture-shock began to set in. Super fun.
I ate a turkey and havarti sandwich.
The flight to LA was gloriously empty. I knew I was coming back to LA because the lady behind me was having a loud, animated conversation with her friend on her cellphone which was only ended by the stern laws of the FCC and the closing of the airplane’s door.
I arrived in LA, got my bags and was picked up by my mom. Now I’ve gotta bunch of stuff to do here before flying back in 3 weeks.
Arriving at the airport I found out the fatal flaw in my get there early plans, the check in gates hadn’t opened yet. Which wasn’t bad in the long run anyhow as we ended up having coffee and waffles at the 喫茶店.
Check in was easy however it started late because the scanner was broken and we were re-routed to the one next to it. I was able to request an isle seat, and my bags weren’t too heavy either so no fines.
Still with a few hours to blow お母さん and I went through the stores together, me getting some last minute gifts and a bottle of しそ焼酎 for the family. That done I said an almost tearful goodbye to my super great host-mom promising to have dinner together once I returned to Japan. Maybe because I know I’m returning this whole experience hasn’t been as emotional as I thought it would be.
I had a little trouble going through immigration as I had an unused re-entry permit. All I had to do was sign a form and explain why I bought, but did not use it. That done I was on my way to the Duty-free shops, which were, sadly, unappealing, So I headed to my gate stopping to get a few beers and some takoyaki to much on while I waited and checked my email on the free internet at the airport!
My flight was pretty nice. I helped the flight attendent understand my next seat neighbors drink order scoring me super brownie points with them making the flight even better.
Getting through American immigration wasn’t too bad either, I did have to wait around 1:15 minutes to get my luggage at SFO so I could go through customs, who just flagged me through. It was right around then that the return culture-shock began to set in. Super fun.
I ate a turkey and havarti sandwich.
The flight to LA was gloriously empty. I knew I was coming back to LA because the lady behind me was having a loud, animated conversation with her friend on her cellphone which was only ended by the stern laws of the FCC and the closing of the airplane’s door.
I arrived in LA, got my bags and was picked up by my mom. Now I’ve gotta bunch of stuff to do here before flying back in 3 weeks.
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