A Slow Diffuse

“The vulnerable shores.  Worn from time.

I brought whatever sensibilities I could accumulate in a bubble life. And despite the walls,

even brick erodes with the relentless rain. “

Conflict defines you. If you want to know who somebody is, you want to find out what life’s combination of circumstance and opportunity has shaped somebody to be, observe how they react in conflict. Because in times of crises, whether significant or not, the convictions we standby will become apparent. It turns out that I am learning more about my own habits living abroad. A lot of it has to do with the lack of a support network. It’s also probably a natural maturation process that I seemed to have been able to avoid for a greater part of my adulthood until now. From simple organizational things that go into planning group trips to figuring out how to consistently put the needed nutrients into my face so that I can keep living. I have started to really appreciate some of the more mundane things people do because even “easy” tasks still need somebody to do them. It appears as though I have been something of a lazy and oblivious fool.

In the spirit of being more responsible and proactive I have had to neglect my beloved blog for a while. I have lived here more than a month and I believe the figurative Japanese Floaties have been removed.

-I have been introduced to a small but large enough portion of the language to ask simple questions and make some silly comments. “すごい! それはとてもかわいいおんなです”. Awesome! That is a really cute woman.

– I’m now sharing some “tricks of the trade” of adjusting to Japanese life with friends. Onigiri makes for the perfect snack, it is rice stuffed with chicken, fish, or some vegetables and wrapped in seaweed.

In a recent trip to Tokyo we went to my first Japanese Baseball game to watch the Tokyo Giants play the Tokyo Swallows at the the Tokyo Dome which is the Giants home.

Japanese Baseball

Of course the game itself is played the same. And the stadium was more or less comparable to an American one. And unfortunately the cost of beer is the same as well. But the one major difference between American and Japanese Baseball is the coordination of the crowds. First of all, it is not possible to buy tickets in the bleachers of the stadium unless you are part of the fan club. One section of the bleachers is for the visiting team’s fan club and the other section is for the home team. There is an incredibly organized pattern of cheering that goes on in the bleachers. During each half inning one of the sections of the bleachers comes alive with song, drumming, and horns. You see, each player on the team has his own song as sung by the bleacher hysterics. So during his at-bat they are singing his song. The bleacher fans of the team that is in the field are completely quiet. Waiting for their turn.

Just outside the Tokyo Dome there is an amusement park that had a roller coaster. It was really interesting to see a fairly large roller coaster in the middle of Tokyo. Unfortunately for now it is closed, but this might require a return trip.

The week that I’m writing this is known in Japan as “Golden Week”. Every year around this time there are 4 national holidays in the span of about one week;

  • Showa Day (April 29). Birthday of former Emperor Showa
  • Constitution Day (May 3). Post WWII constitution put into effect his day.
  • Greenery Day (May 4). Celebrating nature and the environment
  • Childrens Day (May 5). This day is for the boys, the girls day is in March.

 Which means much of the country is given these days off of work. I will be going to a beautiful part of Japan near Mt.Fuji called Hakone. It is famous for it’s hot springs and natural beauty. I will be travelling with 3 friends and look forward to sharing some of these pictures with everybody. 

またね

I am not a worm

It’s been about 3 weeks in Japan now. My daily routine is pretty well established. Since my “touristy” trip to Tokyo I have made 2 1/2 more trips back to the city formerly known as Edo (the 1/2 comes from a trip just outside Tokyo). So many new friends and new memories have been jammed into each week I get little brain butterflies thinking about the new world I’ve been exposed to.

—–On the sidewalk near my bus stop on the way to work. I look down to see a worm wriggling around on the sidewalk trying to find it’s home. It’s a pretty common scene, especially after some rain. But for some reason, this day, I started empathizing with this emotionless, ugly creature. I look up to see Japan thriving with the onset of Spring and life blooming yet here is this thing dying right in front of me. Is it even aware of what life is? I think to myself “do I know what life is?” Am I like my limbless friend, lost in an unfamiliar place, left alone. unaware of the scope of what reality exists around me? WHAT IS IN THE FISH HERE?—–

In some roundabout way I knew of 2 people currently living in Japan before travelling over the pacific. One of which I met once… 7 years ago. The other being a family member of a friend back in Delaware. Being eager and maybe a little intrusive I contacted both of these people. I was hopeful.

In a one week span I met both of them in Tokyo. It goes without saying that it is soooo much easier getting around with a Japanese person in Tokyo. Having someone present their country to you is incredible (makes me want to sing – sorry to put you through that Nat). And, after walking around their beautiful city you rest your feet, eat some food, and it feels like you’ve known them for years. However, it is also during this time you start to feel like some buffoon standing there wishing you knew how to speak to people.

I am not a worm

Sakura and Fountain

Sakura and Fountain

It is Sakura season in Japan right now. This may be one of the most breathtaking natural wonders in the world. The news updates where the cherry blossoms are, what the forecasts are for local cities, and how to best enjoy them. The blooming time lasts about a week or less, they disappear as if it was only a beautiful memory. During this time it is common to have a Hanami Party: you find a spot under a Sakura tree, and share some food and drink with friends. I took a train ride around a park giving which I’m told was definitely not only for little kids (here I am with my tickets).

I am not a worm

There also happens to be a very interesting mix of people in Tsukuba. Tsukuba is a huge science oriented city with massive research facilities, universities, and institutions. There is an apartment complex that houses many of these international scientists. The first time meeting them I of course was in rare form: losing and eventually finding my passport with their help, celebratory dancing followed.This upcoming weekend if the weather is good we will have our own Hanami in Tsukuba since the sakura arrive a little later compared to Tokyo.

Real quickly:

-My friend and neighbor Maxime received a package from his French family and he generously offered us the finest cheeses and meats in all of France-land!

-There is a sweet go-kart place just outside of Tokyo. And, on train ride home, I accidentally got on the “Women Only” portion of the train. Japan keeps one train car for women for late night trains. I had heard the legends of this place, and that night walked into it. I have never felt so out of place, yet so titilated. I moved one car down as quickly as I could. Sorry ladies, as much as I would like to be the bait… .

I am not a worm