It is Monday, 3.31.08 and it’s raining in Kyoto.
“Good thing we got so lucky with the rain!†Gorden keeps saying. I think it’s hilarious how funny they think that is.
Last night I introduced the Germans to KARAOKE, at first they were skeptical of how good it could be, but 18 beers, 4 hours and 20,000 yen later they were convinced otherwise. We woke this morning groggy and hung over in UNO House and left for breakfast around 10am. We found a Royal Host and planned the day from there. Continue reading ‘Kyoto Pro’
It is Sunday, 3.30.2008 and I’m going to try and explain what Chris and Gorden are like.
Firstly, they’re awesome. Chris and I have been friends since highschool where he was an exchange studen, and we picked up exactly where we left off. This morning we went for breakfast at Royal Host while Gorden slept in. We caught up on family, friends and what I know of home. I haven’t seen him for about 3 years, and before that, 2 years, but every time we get together it’s as if we were driving around Gimli the night before listening to Greg Macpherson and talking about absolutely nothing. Continue reading ‘KONICHIVA’
It is 3.29.2008 and it’s windy.
I woke up this morning with my Dad, he had packed the previous night and was pretty much all set to go. He gave me some cash to buy something nice with and we went to our last Royal Host breakfast together. His favourite part of Japan was hanging out in Tokyo, just because it’s such a metropolis and infinitely huge and complex. Continue reading ‘Dad Leaves, Incoming Germans’
It is Phriday, 3.28.2008 and it’s sunny.
I woke up late to a phone call from my Mom, it was nice to chat with her a bit, I feel bad that I don’t spend more time trying to get in touch with her. Dad and I got up and went for a Royal Host breakfast. I think in their hurriedness (they were quite busy) they served me bacon and sausage with my pancake set. Although I felt pretty hurt, they still gave me two syrups, so it was probably just that they were too busy. I didn’t bother bringing it to their attention… but maybe I should have? Maybe it was a test to see if I actually cared enough and appreciated their service that I should have brought it up? Maybe they’re testing my abilities… One thing is for sure, I will now be stepping lightly and watching my back in that place… ;) Continue reading ‘Spring is Springing’
It is Thursday, 3.27.2008 and it is warm and sunny in Hamamatsu.
Dad was gone again this morning, we planned his short trip to Niigata on the other side of Japan today. He really wanted to see the Sea of Japan side, and given that Niigata is the largest city on that coast, it was easy enough to plan for an early morning trip. He had a good time at the aquarium and the harbour and even considered going to Russia on a ferry before realizing he’s have visa issues.
My day was much like yesterday, except I did a lot more writing. Continue reading ‘Right Sideways’
It is Wednesday, 3.26.2008 and it’s partly cloudy in Hamamatsu.
I woke up and my Dad had already left for Himeji for the day. I had thought Chris and his friend were going to be here last night but it turned out that he won’t be here until Friday, and even then he is staying in Tokyo until Sunday.
I jumped at the chance to catch up on some video podcasts, reading, chess and spoke with Jeannine on the phone for about an hour after I made some breakfast. Continue reading ‘My Japan Winter is Over’
This is the seventh Letter to Nana in the series in which I write from my school in Iwata and walk about 15 minutes to the station to go home for the evening. I discuss my dad visiting, how it’s odd living again with my father, and how much fun and frustrating it is to travel with him.
There is some talk about the awkwardness that seems to surround a foreigner living in Japan. This talk may or may not be interesting or insightful or important. I don’t feel as though it’s offencive, but it may be, although I’m not sure how. What I do know is that, for whatever reason, it’s awkward to talk about. This is really why I am bringing it up, so that I can explore why it is so awkward.
Although this has been discussed to death, and shown in film and television, It’s another thing entirely to experience first hand. I hope I’m making at least some kind of clear case here.
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