Monday, March 31, 2008

i walked 18 kilometres and all i got was this lousy, business card-sized certificate.

That's right.


I figured I had to finish at least one seemingly unnecessary school walk. The last one I did was when I was an exchange student in Sapporo, and that 33km walk ended once I found out that anyone who wanted to give up would have a taxi called for them and be taken to chill and relax while the other suckers continued walking in the summer heat.

And while I did enjoy relaxing at the end while my ill-informed friends battled through the 30 degree heat, I always wished I made it through the end to get my own certificate.

That being said, I also did expect the certificate to be bigger than a business card. And would have my name at least written on it before it was given to me and stuff...

Tuesday, March 25, 2008

k-fighters 7

I sometimes have really weird conversations with my students. Sometimes, it's because their English isn't that good, so they don't know how to say what they want to say. Or, they don't understand my questions, so answer with something totally random, like answering "yes" to a "What did you do yesterday?". So I'm kinda used to having really stilted conversations and going along with a conversation as if everything's fine, even though it's not making much sense.

On the other hand, sometimes, I just get a feeling that some of my kids are freaks. Like a conversation I had last week with a 2nd year Junior high school (Year 8) boy.

Me: Hey! How are you?
K-fighter: I'm a stranger here. K fighters 7!
Me: um... okay.
K-fighter: Do you K fighters 7?
Me: No. Do you?
K-fighter: Yes. Why don't you try?
Me: Um... okay...
K fighter giggles and runs off.

Wednesday, March 12, 2008

oh japan!

When we're completely stumped by something that seems absurd, über-practical, or something not found in any other country, there's nothing much we can really do but just collectively sigh and think, "Oh Japan!"

This is one of those moments.


Tuesday, March 11, 2008

japan in one word

I was trying to find a Japanese word that best encapsulates my time in Japan. One that's slightly pretentious, in that it can't be directly translated to a single word in English, and a word that is closely associated with good times, and a sense of contentment or satisfaction.
That word is houdai (放題).

It pretty much means "all you can", as in "all you can eat", "all you can drink". Last week, we did 3 hours of all you can play at Sega World, which was pretty cool, and I'm hoping to go to an all you can eat crab restaurant once I save up some money, or find a really good one to go to. I've certainly experienced my fair share of all you can drink thanks to our frequent visits to our regular Karaoke place (yes, I have a regular karaoke place, I realise that's a little sad) but this weekend I got to experience "all you can pick", which has to be one of my top 5 "all you can" things to do in Japan.

Me and my friends went on a bus tour to neighbouring Aichi prefecture on Saturday. We didn't read the itinerary completely, so we overlooked the fact that the tour would involve a visit to a shrine that took up almost a whole island, and that there'd be a visit to a Miso factory (which would have been a highlight for me had there been a huge Miso sign that would open up endless possibilties of puns, but I digress). We signed up for the all you can pick strawberries at the strawberry farm.


Armed with our plastic picking container with a compartment of condensed milk, we made our way through row upon row of strawberry plants in the greenhouse, and picked strawberries till our hands became bloody (or soaked red with strawberry juice, who's to know?) While the amateur Japanese tourists took their time in picking the most perfect strawberries and savouring the sweet, ambrosia-like flavour of the freshest strawberries imaginable, we wolfed down as many as we could in 45 minutes.


The result: Jess - 40something, Narin, 82, and Julie 101.

Wednesday, March 05, 2008

kagaya

I so have to go to this bar next time in Tokyo. It's called Kagaya, and it involves a weird dude dressing up in costumes serving drinks, and introducing the drinks menu with a puppet show. I figure there's not much point trying to explain it in detail, since I only read about it here, but the youtube videos look so random that I have to go there next time.


Monday, March 03, 2008

urgh. i did it again.

I went snowboarding again, and being a little more realistic this time, decided to take my camera instead of my iPod on the slopes, seeing how my dreams of being a born snowboarder were kinda dashed by my inability to get off the chair lift last time without ducking and covering.

Unfortunately, in all the excitement of trying to find snowboarding shoes that fit properly (I didn't by the way, stupid small Japanese shoes!), I put all my stuff in a coin locker. Including my camera. So, again, a lack of pictures to prove to anyone at home that I actually did some voluntarily physical exertion. So all I have now to show of it is this picture of the mountain we went to, and my ridiculously sore muscles. I still can't believe that getting up from falling down a lot can still count as actual exercise.



Well, if falling down counts as exercise, then playing the Taiko drum game must totally count as exercise as well, which if it does, means I exercised on Friday and Sunday too! Seriously, it's totally exhausting whacking huge-arse Japanese drums to the beat of the Rocky theme and Super Mario Bros.

But Sunday we visited Sega World, which if they had when I was a kid in Australia, would have made the best party place ever - like made the obligatory party at McDonald's look extremely lame. There's like pool tables, table tennis bowling, mini bowling, air hockey, darts, and BB gun shooting target ranges, karaoke rooms, PS2s, arcade games (all on free play, mind you) in addition to like a tennis game where you have to return balls and hit all the targets, a basketball game, a baseball batting range, mini tennis and volleyball courts, and even massage chairs and a exercise horse-riding machine. You know, cos if cheap karaoke, pool, sport and video games weren't enough to entice you, sitting on a toned-down mechanical bull for 15 minutes is like icing on the cake!