The finish line

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Seeing it up close was goosebumping. It is so god damn central in the heart of the city and targeting crowds in a street not even a building. The floors are still cracked and signs are still there indicating that something terrifying has happened.

Yet as always in these cases the solidarity of citizens can be truly inspiring. The people rise up and come together to 1) help each other up and 2) make sure that beyond quick greviences, not to let it terrorise them.

1) The One Fund- a fund created to help individuals and businesses that suffered or were disrupted due to the shocking events.

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2) A shop window right where the bomb blasted was restored and reopened for business almost instantaneously. a strong symbolic reminder that the few cannot take power and control over the many. Terrorists can try what they will normal life will continue uninterrupted- rendering their actions and statements meaningless. That Is strength and another sign of solidarity.

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I still wonder why these things can only happen during tragedies. Why we bond together only when we need it most. I guess it’s a good social security system but we should not need these reminders to take care of each other and not take everyone else for granted.

Love thy neighbour.

American Re-entry

Crossing the Atlantic for the first time in five years. Looking toward to tracing old steps but also finding new ones. I am sure there are things I missed before and new things that have developed while I’ve been away. What are the themes, trends and threads going on? I will figure them out and surmise them here

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A rest stop for reaction/reflection

so i’m currently back from adventures in the islands of Japan.

overall thoughts about it:

it’s like going to a family dinner at someone else’s house. You sit quietly watching, and when a petty fight breaks out, you become amused and interested in the interaction (which reveals a lot about each one’s unique psychological properties) yet at the same time you don’t wish to be in any of their positions, involved in it.

it was a very interesting, fascinating, diverse, unique place. And even some of the frustrating elements (things wrapped in a million plastic bags, yet they have can recycling points next to vending machines) and the creepy feeling of a brainwashed society can be overlooked. But living there, living within its invisible high voltage fences, in a vacum-packed city with no room to breath, would be psychologically suffocating. Even its densely sugared cuteness would eventually become too much to bare.

but as an observer and traveler i do love it. I love its contradictions, like i love contradictions in india and france. I question its sway towards efficiency -away from- humanity. i’m still extremely confused on how such a secret opressed society produces Miyazaki’s and create the Nintendo Wii.

anyway these are some of my after thoughts about the trip. Did i learn anything new that I couldn’t have learnt from books or wikipedia? probably not. In this day and age everything there is to learn about a place can be read about. But the essential learning is done in person, seeing things for yourself, making your own mind about them and applying those considerations to your own concept of the universe.

i recommend it for anyone. I feel like we spent a good amount of time there to really get into the culture, get a bit below the surface (as much as we could without understanding the language) We saw everything and then had time to revisit places we liked most in more detail. But did not overdose too much on anything, i don’t think. i guess for different opinions you would have to ask my team mates.

will i go back? probably not for a little while. But I would like to go back sometime, probably with different people under different circumstances.

anyway, as for this space…
i think i might continue with a detailed report of activities, while they are fresh i would like to remember exactly how the trip went because from personal experience, my longterm memory for these types of things can get a bit smogged up.

first morning in Kyoto with Monkeys & Gold

So where was i?
Oh yeah, we arrived in Kyoto way to early to comprehend what was going on. It was 6 30 and the station was barely open. We found refuge in a starbucks while we woke up, washed our faces, and figured out some sort of plan for the day. We could not check into the place we were going to stay until 3 so we had to find some lockers at the station and leave our bags while we tried to make the most out of the day.

We set off around 9 30 from Kyoto station, picked up some rice-balls and got a bus to a place a bit outside of the city center to where we would find a Monkey park. Kyoto, despite it being a large and well populated city rellies more on bus transport than it did on underground metro (there was only 4 different lines that went North/South, East/West). It became quite clear that busses are extremely less efficient, bus stops are difficult to find (specially in japanese) and usually transfers shown on the map are uncoordinated in real life. One definite positive side about busses is that riding them you can see a lot more of the city than you do when you are deep underground. So riding the bus for about 40minutes was a nice intro into what Kyoto’s streets were like. The Initial verdict: like any other Japanese city, much like Tokyo and Hiroshima blocks and blocks of convenient stores, super markets, local and big shops. Although there were quite a lot more temples and shrines thrown inbetween.

After about 40minutes of trying to fight sleepiness we suddenly emerged out of concrete blocks into an amazing sight, an open space and a big river in the middle with mountains in the close background. We got off at our stop and walked across the river bridge. It was really something you think about when you think of countryside japan. Really wide river with different layers so the water streams and rushes in different directions, with a backdrop of red and brown colored mountains. (I think ive mentioned it before but apparently there are a lot of trees that are still brown and red without the loss of leaves here). The sound of the river was really nice. All of use were commenting about how nice it is to break away from the concrete city-ness that is so aggressively narrow and be in this open plain with a really nice view. The weather was also really nice, about 10 degrees but clear blue skies. We walked to this place where according to guide books we could find monkeys roaming around. We paid 500 yen at the booth and started on a trail that lead upwards on a hill. Lots of signs with Japanese and English words read “Do Not Feed The Monkeys, Do Not Look Them In The Eye, Do Not Try And Touch Them” we were amused, but continued on the path.

It was a f*ckin long one. Up the hill, round the corner and back up the hill. Turned out we had to climb the hill that we saw in the background of the river. As we got closer to the top we saw some monkeys playing around in the trees. We stopped to take a few pictures and a little breathe break. When we finally got to the top there was atleast 30 monkeys there hanging about, playing with eachother or picking up rocks and wondering if they are edible. I havn’t seen monkeys up that close in years. Last time I can remember being so close to monkeys must have been in Bali about 10 years ago when we would stop the car to feed them peanuts. They were very amusing, two would get together and inspect eachothers hair for fleas, in a motherly manner. Babies would sit in a corner and play with their foot (much like human babies) and others would be eager to find food. Among the monkeys were about 20 Japanese tourists with their massive lensed state-of-the-art nikkon/cannon/sony/panasonic cameras taking close up shots of the monkeys. I think I’ve mentioned it before – the biggest tourists in Japan are… the Japanese! I think because they lock themselves up in cubicles of order the rest of the year when they have time for a holiday they really make the most of it. I made a friend with one of the guys there, a 50 something man with a big camera around his neck who asked me where I was from and if I liked the country. He said he had been to London a few times on business and says he likes it too. He then wished me and my companions a good trip. It was cool.

Once we took some time to divert our attention from the cute little monkeys we noticed the view of Kyoto from quite high up. It was really cool. A nice way to spend our first morning there.

We walked down the hill and took a bus towards The Temple of the Golden Pavilion which is one of the most interesting sights in Kyoto and probably the most post-carded temple too. Sensible because, well, its pretty and painted of gold. We paid and went in. We walked through a nice mossy garden, walking on stone pebbles and finally arrived at a lake and the temple behind it. Really an amazing sight.

Hiroshima

We woke up early on the first day in Hiroshima to grab the hotels free breakfast. As meager as it might have been, it was free and convenient. I ate a few boiled eggs and a rice ball filled with salmon. (rice balls are a very good Japanese version of quick sandwiches, something to eat quickly on the way somewhere. It’s a ball of rice with some sort of filling and covered in a seaweed leaf. When you warm them up they taste even better)

We got on the road around 11 with the intension of going to Miyijima Island, the island that is famous for its water Torii. The island was once a sacred place and therefore a Torii (a Shinto gateway to a shrine) was built in the water so any visitors to the island would have to steer their boats through there before disembarking. As well as it being a holy place, the deer who live there are also holy and therefore roam around freely (not too differently from Indian cows) We took a 5 minute ferry from the river side of Hiroshima to get to the island. The weather was really nice, a bit cold but we wrapped up well and blue skies and warm sun hung above our heads.

As soon as we got onto the island we were greeted by deer lazing around near the ferry station chewing on things they could find on the floor. One was eating loose paper, which we disapproved of, so Jack attempted to take it out of its mouth. It wasn’t very happy and then followed jack for a good 5minutes hoping it could get it back. It was pretty funny. It finally lost interest. We walked along the coast of the island towards the important temples and shrines that were good to see. We took some pictures of the water torii, climbed up a hill to a famous temple and a 5 story pagoda – we couldn’t go inside it though. The island was really nice and peaceful, our first sense of calm since arriving in busy Tokyo. So far Japan had just been a string of neon lights and trains and cars and rushing people wearing hygiene-masks. We were all happy to be in a quiet nice spot. We walked around through the little village and took lots of pictures. For lunch we ate some amazing Japanese curry and rice. It was long craved and pleasantly executed. Around 5 o’clock we made our way back to the hotel.

We went for dinner to a nice Japanese-South American place and ate chicken fajitas and soft tacos. It was amazing the staff spoke broken English in a Latin accent and then spoke fluent Japanese. I mean not that I was expecting them to speak English, but it was just a surprising mix – being bilingual in not English. Our waiter was originally from Columbia but lived his whole life in Japan. We ordered a few drinks and made a fun night out of it.

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Next day we had to check out at 10, we made it grudgingly and left our bags with reception. The first part of the day we spent exploring the city center roaming through the outdoor arcades. Then, David, Laura and I split from Jack to go see the atom bomb memorial museum, he had already seen it and didn’t wish to go again(he has already done a Hiroshima/Kyoto trip but came along for the fun of it a second time). We walked through the park, passed the famous Dome – a preserved ruin from the event and headed for the museum. The museum was quite an emotional-mental shattering experience. I don’t wish to go into detail here but it was an educational exhibition and the overall message was – this was a really awful thing for humans to have done to other humans, it should therefore be forever prevented and nuclear disarmament is a must before we destroy ourselves into selfish extinction. It’s completely against life, against creation, against humanity and even feels against the unknown intension of the universe.

We walked back, in heavy silent thought, to meet jack. We ate lunch. at a rice-bowl place where they serve rice with different toppings and sauces. I got a bowl of rice with aubergine and some other stuff. It was quite good. After a late lunch we walked to Hiroshima Castle which was closed for entry but interesting to see. After that we walked around the city and basically killed time till about 9. We then had a specialty dinner at a place that made okonomiyaki Hiroshima style. Instead of us making it ourselves the chefs make it on the big tapanyaki hot plates and it contains more stuff like noodles, egg, different meats etc. very good. At 10 we gathered our things and prepared ourselves for an eight our night bus ride to Kyoto. Luckily we each got two seats to ourselves and managed after a few hours of discomfort to dose off in between breaks. By a dark 6am on Thursday the 20th of December we had arrived in Kyoto – cultural capital of Japan.

Bullet-Time Travel down to Hiroshima

Monday morning we boarded the Shinkansen to Hiroshima around 3pm. I have heard legends about the shinkansen – the Japanese bullet train, one of the fastest trains in the world. Traveling at average speeds of around 250 miles an hour it took us 3 and a half hours to get down from Tokyo. (comparatively at the same speed NYC to LA would take about 11 hours). Needless to say it was a fun experience, racing in and out of cities and we went all the way down the center of the country passive Nagoya, Kyoto, Osaka and getting off at Hiroshima. It was around eight by the time we got out of the station and took a street car (tram) to our hotel. We checked into two twin rooms, I shared with Jack while David and Laura took the other. It was quite a basic hotel room, providing all the basics we needed + breakfast for 40 dollars a night each. We then explored the area around the hotel for food and settled on a cool little local place that specialized in ramen.

Its amazing, Japanese food deserves a whole new entry on its own really. Unknown to me before I came here, Japanese food has many different completely separate categories of dishes and each restaurant specializes in one and does not serve any others. You wont find a katsu curry in a ramen restaurant, you won’t find sushi in a curry place, you won’t find ramen in an okonomiyaki (hibachi) type place, etc etc. there’s lots more but those are the 4 “states” of food I am currently familiar with and the ones we juggle with. We tend to leave out some of the octopus balls and other goopy unknowns when trying to decide what kind of food we want to it. Rice and noodles flow like rivers through each of them though, as a foundation to them all.

So anyway we sat at this ramen place, ordered some Gyoza, some spicy ramen dish and a Suntory beer – drafto. Each place often gives you a complimentary jug of ice cold green tea, instead of water. Unfortunately I haven’t really accustomed myself to the taste of this, although to be fair neither has Jack and he has been here for 5 months or so. All four of us are gyoza fanatics so we had no problems going through 6 pieces each before the bowl of noodles came through to us.

We finished satisfied and decided to wander the busy streets a little bit. Hiroshima is a nice change from Tokyo, a much more manageable city. In fact the downtown area is nicely concentrated and so we could walk around almost everywhere. Only for a few sites did we need to rely on transport, which is ok, trams are a nice change from super-packed noisy subways. The “street-car” staff are extremely amusing though, theres one person driving it and another parading up and down (sometimes the only 1 carriage) yelling things out. Then he will get to his seat next to the backdoor and push buttons and look out the window and call things out. I mean this sounds quite average conductor style behavior but I swear most of what he was doing seemed to make NO sense at all, he would push a button a noise would come, then push another and something else would go off, but it changed nothing to the course of the trip. Very odd. And the pointless parading up and down seemed a bit out of place as well, but they would do it with such pride, like it was the most important job in the world and they are happy that they were hand picked to be responsible for it. It’s a beautiful example of Japanese work mentality. Proud busy work, when any other country would see very little point in it. But I guess its better than laziness and shortcutting.

Anyway we went back to the hotel and got some sleep, in a nice hotel bed; a positive change from floor futons on Tatami mats.

Blue-Sky-Eyed Sunday described in better detail

Sunday was a great day. I know I have already mentioned a bit about my day on sunday last time, but I want to describe it in more detail. Mainly because it was a nice day to remember properly, but also to give readers a better feeling about it too. Like I said earlier, its unfair to rush 16 hours of multidimensional life in just a few sentences. (even with my jam packed sentence craft-work)

So, we had made plans to go to Harajuku and specially hand picked Sunday because it seemed to be the most popu-[lar/(lated] day to go. Specially after quite a relaxing Saturday of not doing much and jack cooking at home, it was a good new adventure to look forward to. We took a really long metro to the other side of town (dosed off a few times – something that seems to happen often on the transport here, I think it’s the combination of silence and gentle hum of Japanese travel technology. even the consistent video game sounds when we arrive at stations seems to become part of the soothing background effect)

We arrived in this main shopping street called which was full of large designer stores. It seems to be a trend for big designer companies to buy/rent entire buildings in Tokyo, so that the entire building (some 8 stories) are designed by the company. So there was a funky designed and lit up Armani building, Gucci, Prada, Todds all did the same etc etc… its really quite cool and overwhelming yet attractive. You can see them from a mile away – I guess that’s the point.

We then got closer to the smaller streets in that district and passed by a frequent number of gothic stores with accessories, clothes and whatever else weird stuff they wear. Also as we walked through the area we saw several girls dressed up moderately. Not too different from what you would see in Holland or Camden town. Except they were Japanese, had pigtails and enjoyed short skirts. We got to harajuku station where the trends and style became more apparent among the crowds. Some girls aged around 12 or 13 (surely) were fully decked out. A lot of the hardcore ones carry roller suitcases around with them, presumably so that they leave the house normally dressed and carry the exotic change of clothes once they are away from the house. We went to the main square where a lot of the good ones hang out. Now they arnt just girls wearing short skirts with funky hair color, they are gothed out with fat shoes, crazy hair and lots of freaky make up. They hung around in one corner while lots and lots of tourists took pictures. They seemed to try and act cool but secretly loving the attention and fully aware that they were a living tourist attraction.

I wonder how it worked, did you have to be of a certain cool status, among the older leaders of the current social-group, or could you be anybody. Did everyone know each other and do this every weekend or did they come once in a while. Was it competitive? Are some doing it just to follow others or do they truly believe in it. I mean its not something small u gotta do a lot of stuff to participate it seems, lie to parents, dress up crazily beyond recognition. Or they just highschool kids. I don’t know. All I know (as I usually do when im not certain of the answer) id rather prefer to believe that they are doing it honestly. They feel this urge to reach out and rebel against conformity in Japanese culture. Honestly though, again from walking around and observing it really seems that people over the age of 25 or so loose their spirit, their energy, their creativity. They seem to be extremely sullen boring serious people. More so than in other parts of the world, atleast the new Yorkers, hard working psycho as they might be, still have a lot of energy a vibrant nature, something that seems to be lost. However, this could also be part of the Japanese mentality where you don’t show your true colors in public and maintain a very blank – emotionless state. But still, it feels very tight-skinned.
Which is why things like this harajuku got me excited. Later on that day we went into Yoyogi park which also featured out of the ordinary displays of Japanese creativity and loose, fun loving spirits. I already mentioned a bit of the scene. Upon entering the park there was a bright pink 1950’s automobile parked outside and a boombox playing 50’s swing, twist music. About six guys dressed up in elvish-ish gear (leathers, open hand gloves and greasy hair) were twist. dancing around in a circle

Inside the park there was a burst of relaxed flowing free spirited energy. It probably helped that it was a blue-skyed Sunday. It was about 8 degrees celsius yet still people were out in the park, walking around talking sitting on benches, something that I would find rare in even London during that sort of temperature. It was good. It made me quite happy and amused. I really enjoy seeing people enjoy life in such a free spirited, creatively expressed way – through art, music, or just walking your dogs through the park.

We finally made our way back home as the sun began to set around 5 o’clock. We went to meet Jack’s friend Hiro (I swear every 4th Japanese person is named hiro) and his friends – same people we went to karaoke with on Friday night – for some Okonomiyaki. It was a very local place about a 5 minute walk from our door. You walk in through wooden sliding, as you often do in small restaurants here, and ask the lady for a table, we then take our shoes off and sit on the floor around hibachi grills/hot plates. For food Hiro ordered a big variety of different styles and types of okonomiyaki, which they bring in bowls, the veggies are raw but the meat us usually precooked a bit. Someone takes the responsibility upon themselves to pour a bit of oil and throw the bowl onto the plate, creating a pancake/omelet looking thing and letting it cook till it is done before adding different sauces and extra condimentary ingredients. It was absolutely delicious.

We got back home around 11 that day and made it a reasonably early night in anticipation of the adventure ahead. This also included doing a bit of laundry.

Hard to believe it had almost been a week in Japan. So much had happened and I felt at home, yet everything still felt knew and time had flown by. It was nice that I got an over view of Tokyo, when I come back for that last week I shall be more focused and revisit certain areas and see some new ones as well.

Deeper into Tokyo-shi

japan in general is quite an interesting country. it systematically mixes old conformist proud tradition with new innovative chaos. People create more work than necessary for themselves (people who shout and announce things near the countless number of drug and convienience stores, quite unnecessary) yet those people still feel great pride and joy in their useless job. The best is the middle man in the street cars of hiroshima, who passes up and down calling things on the radio and pushing buttons that emit sound to somewhat meaningless result. Whether or not he was there doing what he was so proud of doing, would not make a difference at all.

Otherwise the best way of conceptualizing japan is its intense sensual information. As you walk down busy streets you hear 50 different types of music (each little store has its own little boom box emiting music), the sound of people and plenty of neon lights. Lights of all kinds, advertising what the shop sold, advertising store names, advertising specific brands held in the store. As far as visual and audio marketing its like american times 1000. A lot of shops have video game sounding recordings playing on the store house speakers above, little 10 inch tv’s embedded in the shelves with a looping add for certain products and some guy on a megaphone announcing deals and special offers. Of course all of this sensual information with the added bonus of not understanding the words heard or being able to read the signs of both advertisement and product information it creates a chaotic jumble that is difficult to sort out.

Its just a lot of things all at once. The first few days we walked around tokyo we would feel drained after about 5 hours, usually cutting out our busily planned days in half due to the overload of sensual stimuli and its draining on the attention and energy levels. After sometime you get used to it and do what the japanese people do and ignore it.

However one thing hard to ignore is the way they go overboard on christmas. As david mentioned to me today, its almost as if they are trying to fit in with the rest of the world, doing it because they are supposed to od it because everyone is doing it. From a billion different versions of Christmas carols that literally haunt you the entire day (theres no way of escaping it wherever you are) or the brilliant excessive lights that expose more neon brightness to the eyes. I mean it adds christmas spirit in the conventional sense but i dont believe it affects anyone here in the way it was initially intended, or means the same. It seems to be purely on the superficial level.

Other than that japan is really good. Like any unfamiliar culture theres so much that confuses on the surface but you realy need to understand them below the surface before the top layer makes sense. I havnt really begun that process but its quite interesting nonetheless. People are generally extremely humble and polite but i get the feeling they keep their own true thoughts to themselves.

Friday night we went to Karaoke. That was one really fun night. It is something we have always heard the japanese and generally the east asians are obssessed about. I remember two years ago when I went to singapoore I bumped into a few karaoke bars where the locals were going nuts singing emotionally fused chinese songs. well here was gonna be my first japanese experience. We went with this local guy called hiro, some of his friends and us, all in all there was about 8. We picked up a few drinks first (we needed something to sooth the hesitation and add a dash of careless confidence before we could properly let loose. it was really cool because in japan the way they do it is they allow you to have a private room for a few hours, so for 4 hours 8 of us were in this special room. It was equipped with two microphones, a few song books (in english) and drinks upon order. the first few songs took a while to come out, we were all a bit nervous about singing in our horrible voices infront of others. But in my opinion the bubble burst when our generation’s legendary teenage classic “Oasis – wonderwall” came on at that moment every one in the room sang at the top of their lungs. It was at that moment that I felt (and i believe everyone else felt) I can do this, i can sing infront of these people, who cares, i know the words. From then on it went in a circular rotation, bam bam one song after another, some duets, some solos. all our classics came up. Aerosmith – dont wanna miss a thing, Coolio – Gangsta’s paradise, Backstreet Boys – I Want It That Way, Marilyn Manson – Sweet Dreams, Green Day – Basketcase, the list went on and on and on. It was freakin fantastic. The more we sang, the more we drank, the easier things became.

A very very good japanese night. It was especially un because i got to connect strongly with david, something that hadnt been done in quite a while. Always good. Saturday night jack made some awesome Nabe, which was delicious. we played the card game “500” till the wee hours of the morning.

Other Highlights of Tokyo include sunday’s trip to Harajuku. It was a pretty awesome day, a visitation of rebelious culture. One that I find so amazing especially within the strict, no one steps out of bounds, japanese moral ethic. Here are these extreme teenagers that go all wacko. However i must say, sadly a bunch of it has been built up soo much in the international community, im sure the majority of the girls who dress up know about it and parade around knowing tourists from around the world come and seek them out for photos and stories. Street performers however always amuse me with their antics. With their creative spirit.

My favorite part was going into Yoyogi park where it was a lot more low key but a lot more realistic feeling of the spreading of creative arts. there was a band playing in one corner, a guy walking his many dogs in another, people practicing marshal arts, another group of school kids hanging about, some people playing instruments and practicing magic tricks in others. It was a very free spirited arena, something which got me very excited about the culture as it usually does. I dont know what it is but creative free spirit of humans attracts me greatly. The idea that people can break away from the blandness of everyday life and invent this alternate world, alternative lifestyle where they can make arts and pure entertainment mainly for themselves and for the few that will take the time out of their busy lives to listen to what they have to say/do/feel/make. I think this is especially representative in music, which is probably one of the reasons i like it so much.

But anyway this park was awesome. Not only was the creative spirits that roamed around but the trees, the leaves, the water and general atmosphere was so warm yet so foreign and different. So beautiful in its own right, nothing was overly systematic or generic. It was definitely a pleasant experience walking through that area.

on monday had made plans to take the shinkansen to Hiroshima where more adventures would be pursued. hiroshima to kyoto to nara to nagano. i shall report more from the road.

Japanese Electronic Fanatics

The day after my first day we woke up and headed for Akihabara, the electronics district of Tokyo. Now this isn’t any old discounted electronics district like some found in developing countries like Singapoore or Taiwan; Japan is THE Mecca for games and consumer electronics. what with Nintendo, Sega, Sony, Fuji, Casio, Korg, Panasonic etc etc on their roster they have got to be. So we went to check out Akihabra. For the first two hours we got captivated by this 6 story department store full of electronic gadgets. First floor was computers and accessories, second floor cameras and equipment, third floor tvs and dvd players, fourth floor video games, fifth floor toys. Kids who grow up in japan have to be the luckiest kids in the world. Or the most insane, with all the flashing lights and the attention attracting games, gadgets and moving toys. we wandered around the the goodies with wide eyes and excitement. Some of the highlights included a pair of very cool USB powered fuzzy foot warmers for the hours you sit hours on the computer. Some of the camera’s were astonishing. Specially since photography (so it seems) is the biggest hobby in japan, massive lenses with clever technical specifications. There was a sony camera that would automatically take a picture of you when you smiled, so i guess to catch the best moment of the smile. I bought a USB hub and a new camera battery. Its really cool actually because here you can buy everything you need as opposed to other places where getting a new part requires calling up or going on the website and ordering online.

Anyway let me move on. Suffice it to say there was some awesome electronic things. We also found a special shop that was dedicated to nintendo, from ancient old to new things and some stuffed replicas of mario. They had a virtua boy which i had never seen before which apparently predated the early nintendo’s. It was very cool, specially as nintendo fans. i remember when i was a kid papa would bring some random strange looking games from japan which needed cartridges etc. super nintendo has some good memories. They even sold game music cd, but thats taking things too far.

We found ourselves an english pub and had a few japanese beers once we were done with that. That evening we went to have dinner at this restaurant called Domma-Domma. It had really good food! you order collectively in the middle, about 8 small dishes between 4 people, and it comes in waves. Once you are done with a few, some more come. All very exciting japanese dishes. From sesame salads to rice dishes with a cracked egg ontop. they also had great deserts.

So i guess writting an entry a day proved to be more difficult than I had first considered. With so much going on and living in a full house there really isnt much time to get into the writing groove without feeling like it will be rushed.

Part II: Realization of a world Imagined

Landing in Japan felt like landing in any other airport, except I knew as we taxi-d into the terminal it was not at all. being an unfamiliar airport, I had to pay attention to the instructions of procedure, something i usually take for granted. Even though its usually quite standard across the world here the signs, forms and formalities are all a bit different- especially keeping in mind what I had heard about / read about Japanese culture on the way there, formal etiquette is a fragile affair. Already I had some stuttering sign-language conversations with Japanese passengers next to me, (including the awkward feeling i had when the woman would bow to me 4 times to thank me for letting her past me before and after bathroom visits). Once i got through a very bostonian feeling security (finger print scanning et all) i got onto a train to meet david at a station in down town Tokyo.

the train ride was cool because i got a chance to get a quick overview of Japanese scenery. The colors of the leaves were really nice. it seems that despite it being winter trees are still red, rusty and brown. living spaces were small. smaller than I even imagined when people told me Japanese living was compact. disjointed houses were no more than 2 feet apart.

Seeing david was great. Its been about 3 years but it felt so natural. I have talked to him so much and through the webcam, so it was cool. he’s just a bit taller. We walked through quite an intimate suburbian atmosphere about 7minutes from the station to the house. Jack (who lives here for a while) and laura (davids gf) were there to greet me in amusing spirits.

We hung around a bit at home, caught up, ate some breakfast. Eventually we left ready to explore the town at around 12 tokyo time. We first went to Ginza, a district in the heart of tokyo where there is a wide bright boulevard with all the big stores most popular stores. Amongst the super massive Gucci, Dior and Armani stores there those that boast electronics. Huge Sony store, Mac Store store and general japanese electronics are highlighted by tall buildings and neon signs. We ate some food and wandered around the streets. we went into the sony store to see what they had, a bit dissapointing though. they had some really nice tvs, pcs, some really good quality cameras and this robotic egg shaped thing that is a speaker and dances to music (kinda like the idog/cat). nothing too insane. not even any dedication to its playstation line. We also went to this really big stationary shop thats 9 floors high. Oh and during our wandering around we saw number 1 mascot for japan — pickatu (see fb prof pic)! that made my first day in japan worth while.

Later we hopped on a train to Shibuya (the big crossing mad famous by lost in translation etc). also a very cool area. we were a bit overwhelmed and tired by all the lights, sounds, chaos, general atmosphere that we did a big on surface glide around the area without goin inside anywhere or exploring too deep. It was very cool to get a general idea but it will need to be revisited another full day properly.

then we came home, chilled and went back out for dinner. we decided to do this locally, so we wandered around the streets of oshiage area and looked through the windows of small little places that had a lantern outside (signifying it was a restaurant and served food). We eventually found one small place.

Normally Jack tries to find places where at least they have pictures in their menus so that he can see what things look like, point and order. This seems like a smart strategy, unfortunately this place only had japanese charcter scribbling on blackboards. Despite this set back we ventured in and did our best with the little we knew. It was a take your shoes off and sit down place around a hibachi grill. we had some Okonomiyaki with Squid and then some yaki udon with beef and vegetables. All craftily combined with a draft of chilled Kirin beers.

all in all a very satisfying, new experiencing japanese meal. which is what i was really after. We came home and chilled.

It was a really nice day. Good to be around such fun and nice people. good to be hanging out with David. and japan is really amazing so far. there is much more to get into though. very excited. Now i shall sleep and (once again catch up on my jet lag..)