I got a little ahead of myself. AKB48 isn't until next week. This weekend we hit up Kyoto and Shiga. More old school Japan. Nothing too entertaining this time guys.
We arrive in Kyoto around 11am and the station there is pretty awesome. Huge and pretty modern looking. Also Kyoto is the only place to get those famed green tea Kit Kat bars. Little things are expensive. Going by the station, it looks like pretty normal Japan. A modern station with tons of people. You don't really get the feel of the city until you walk into the city. It has a much different feel than Tokyo. It has a much more traditional feel. Kevin tells me that government passed some sort of law where the tallest building can't be taller than the temples in Kyoto. I thought that was pretty cool. We walked everywhere that day. I think we calculated we walked a good 7 miles in Kyoto. We hit up a couple temples and whatever was on the way. The temples were pretty awesome. Check the pics on facebook to really see what I saw. I forgot what we ate that day?
After we do the temple thing there was a change in the original plans. At first Kev was thinking we spend two days in Kyoto but after further thought he was like well there isnt't much else after the temples and what not. So he decides that instead we will go to Shiga and spend the night there and his host families house. Back in the day when Kevin went to high school in Japan this was the host family he stayed with. He became very close with them and even after all this time has kept in touch with them which is pretty groovy. So he's all like yo Gene how you feel about staying at a traditional Japanese house? I'm like sweeet. Little does he know how freaking terrified I am of The Grudge and now he's taking me to a place where she usually manifests herself. Fantastic.
We get off the train in Hikone and its about a 20 minute or so walk to his house. Nice cool night. Showing me things along the way. Then we get to the street of his house and we hang a right off the main road. There are like... no street lights anywhere. Its dark as hell and grudge houses to my left and grudge houses to my right. My life ends tonight in Japan. I can feel it.
Fortunately there is no story about how I actually went through a grudge experience in that house. Or I just couldn't conjure up a good enough story to tell. But there was some scary ass stairs just like in the movie.
I go into the house and I'm greeted by his host family. Some of the nicest people I have ever met in my life. His mom is such a pleasant person. I want her to be my host mom too. His dad is like an OG. Just chillin. He is a cool dude. And one of his sisters and her 3 children were also there. Mutsumi was your sisters name was it? I think so. She is 30 years old..doesnt look a day
They made dinner and it was off the chains. Shrimp Tempura and a bunch of sides. Great food. Kevin your a rice MACHINE. This guy can down like 3 bowls of rice with a beer and nothing else. Pretty amazing to watch. After dinner we're just hanging around the house. Kevin plays with his 3 nieces and nephews and literally kills an hour and a half throwing a tissue box back and forth with them. What a fool... I watched the whole time it was pretty entertaining.
That pretty much wraps up the night. You know what the next day was really short so I can go ahead and fit that in here too.
The next day I meet his younger sister Yumi. His family takes us around the city for lunch and see a couple of things and we hit Hikone Castle which is an old school castle from the olden days. Pretty cool place. We walk around a bit and a few hours later we head back to the house and they take us out to dinner. More yakiniku bbq. Damn it was off the chains. Refer to pictures. The beef tongue. Good Lowd. Met his brother Yuken and his two daughters. They named them Heart and Cute. Yes thats right. Heart and Cute. Not heart and cute in Japanese and I just translated it. No no, its really Heart. And Cute. Um..yea.
Thats about it for that day. We just took it easy. Caught a late train back to Nagoya and called it a night. Relaxing weekend. Nothing epic.
Random convo for the weekend:
Kevin: yo man, how you doin? its cool? the house is cool?
Gene - yea man. this is tight. except im scared as hell of the grudge
Kevin - wtf is that?
Gene - what?? the grudge?? you dont know the grudge? JUON?? come on man your in Japan...
Kevin - uh.. so.. what, is she gonna come out of the tv or something?
Gene - DUDE, thats the RING, GOSSHHH
Kevin - um.. alright dude.. take it easy...
Gene - *scoff* over 22... has 3 kids... and, dude sorry bro, but your sister is HOT. Alright now that that is awkwardly out of the way let us move on.
Tuesday, June 22, 2010
The Chronicles of Japania Day 7: Sakae
Nevermind about the preview I had from last time. Gonna go in a different direction. Well i get up early once again today but I can't really go anywhere yet as I'm waiting for my ipod to arrive. I run to the 7-11 real quick and pick up some breakfast. 7-11 is off the chains. I stick around the aparment til about 1130 when the deliver guy shows up to deliever my ipod. Its even bubble wrapped. Gotta love the Japanese. I get ready to start my day and head out to the bank to get some more yen. Its raining outside, and its cold too. I get to the bank Kevin tells me to go to and I sit down and go through the normal language difficulties to try to get things done. After like 15 minutes of nonsense they tell me that they don't do currency exchange for foreigners. Yea, only Japan residents can change money. What kind of sense does that make I don't know. They even showed me a sign in english that says just that. Baloney. Oh well, I can find a place elsewhere. GAH I forgot my phone. Head back to the apartment to get the phone. Now I dont wanna leave. Its like noon. Ok I'm not leaving anymore. I sit down and do something or another for like... 4 hours. Ok time to get up. To Sakae!
Sakae is probably my favorite area. I love this place. It has a little bit of everything. It has all kinds of shopping and all kinds of food and all sorts of interesting people. I went there everyday this week. It also happens to be the area where Kevin works so it makes for a great meet up place. TULLYS what whaaattt!!!
Anyways, as I'm walking around the city I'm starting to notice something. Now the holidays are fast approaching and it appears as if the people in this country are all up into it. It seems every store I walk into they are playing either some form of jingle bells or... Last Christmas by Wham! Dudes literally every store I walked into it was some form of Laaaast Christmas I gave you my heart.... And when I say ALL forms of that song. I mean ALL forms of that song.
Male vocals...Last Christmassss.... Female vocals.... I gave you my heartttt... boy band..... but the very next day (next day).... school girl band......you gave it you gave it you gave it away(way). ...
techno remix version... mm jtt mm jtt mm jtt mm jtt L-L-L-L-Lassst (bell chime) christmasss.. i gave you my heart heart heart heart mm jtt mm jtt mm jtt
even gangster rap remix... yo yo it was this time last year mutha f*ckaaaa. I gave you my heart mutha f*ckaaaa.. then you gave that sh*t away to some other ho ass trick mutha f*ckkaaaa
Sersiously... what the hell. I know, Ill ask Kevin.
Gene - bro, sup with wham playing eveyrwhere i go? do they know thats a sad song?
Kevin - dude...
Gene - seems christmas here is pretty big tho..
Kevin - dude... i... like... its like... the thing... i.. xmas is.. its like...SIIGGHH
Gene - dude, deep breathes. you ok?
Kevin - christmas in Japan is crap dawg. this country made me dislike christmas so much
Gene - Why?
Kevin - man they dont do it right man. its not for the right reasons
Gene - what you talking about? they play wham
Kevin - dude...first of all. its a country full of buddhist. and christmas is supposed to be about family and stuff. you know how it be back home. you know what they do here? KFC
Gene - KFC? what does that mean
Kevin - KFC.. the Chicken... kentucky fried chicken
Gene - i dont follow..
Kevin - for christmas...you take your girlfriend... to KFC.. thats what you do. thats like.. the thing you do for christmas. you like have to reserves tables at the damn KFC
Gene - LOL hahhaha, are you serious. thats hilarious
Kevin - Yea no... im not feelin that shit man. christmas is wack here man
Gene - Well like..
Convo ended. It doesnt get any further than that. Kevin is upset. And he storms off somewhere in a hissy fit. We dont like upset Kevin. Damn Christmas in Japan... damn you....
Wham... in Japan... It's awesome. You even hear it randomly walking around in the forest. its everywhere. George Michael 1 Universe 0
Preview for next day: I will attempt to describe the phenomenon that is AKB48
Sakae is probably my favorite area. I love this place. It has a little bit of everything. It has all kinds of shopping and all kinds of food and all sorts of interesting people. I went there everyday this week. It also happens to be the area where Kevin works so it makes for a great meet up place. TULLYS what whaaattt!!!
Anyways, as I'm walking around the city I'm starting to notice something. Now the holidays are fast approaching and it appears as if the people in this country are all up into it. It seems every store I walk into they are playing either some form of jingle bells or... Last Christmas by Wham! Dudes literally every store I walked into it was some form of Laaaast Christmas I gave you my heart.... And when I say ALL forms of that song. I mean ALL forms of that song.
Male vocals...Last Christmassss.... Female vocals.... I gave you my heartttt... boy band..... but the very next day (next day).... school girl band......you gave it you gave it you gave it away(way). ...
techno remix version... mm jtt mm jtt mm jtt mm jtt L-L-L-L-Lassst (bell chime) christmasss.. i gave you my heart heart heart heart mm jtt mm jtt mm jtt
even gangster rap remix... yo yo it was this time last year mutha f*ckaaaa. I gave you my heart mutha f*ckaaaa.. then you gave that sh*t away to some other ho ass trick mutha f*ckkaaaa
Sersiously... what the hell. I know, Ill ask Kevin.
Gene - bro, sup with wham playing eveyrwhere i go? do they know thats a sad song?
Kevin - dude...
Gene - seems christmas here is pretty big tho..
Kevin - dude... i... like... its like... the thing... i.. xmas is.. its like...SIIGGHH
Gene - dude, deep breathes. you ok?
Kevin - christmas in Japan is crap dawg. this country made me dislike christmas so much
Gene - Why?
Kevin - man they dont do it right man. its not for the right reasons
Gene - what you talking about? they play wham
Kevin - dude...first of all. its a country full of buddhist. and christmas is supposed to be about family and stuff. you know how it be back home. you know what they do here? KFC
Gene - KFC? what does that mean
Kevin - KFC.. the Chicken... kentucky fried chicken
Gene - i dont follow..
Kevin - for christmas...you take your girlfriend... to KFC.. thats what you do. thats like.. the thing you do for christmas. you like have to reserves tables at the damn KFC
Gene - LOL hahhaha, are you serious. thats hilarious
Kevin - Yea no... im not feelin that shit man. christmas is wack here man
Gene - Well like..
Convo ended. It doesnt get any further than that. Kevin is upset. And he storms off somewhere in a hissy fit. We dont like upset Kevin. Damn Christmas in Japan... damn you....
Wham... in Japan... It's awesome. You even hear it randomly walking around in the forest. its everywhere. George Michael 1 Universe 0
Preview for next day: I will attempt to describe the phenomenon that is AKB48
Wednesday, January 6, 2010
The Chronicles of Japania Day 6: Harajuku
The night before I made the trek back to Nagoya and now early today I'm hopping on a train and heading back to Tokyo. About a 2 hour trip or so. My cousin again tells me to meet them in Harajuku around noonish. Harajuku is a pretty big shopping district in Tokyo so I was excited to see what it was all about.
I arrive about 11 or so and start walking around checking the place out. Pretty cool although I didn't see a whole lot of stores except for a gigantic GAP. I found an alley and it looked like a long street of shops but more along the lines of mom and pop shops. So I took a walk around and it wasn't long before I was bombarded with Africans telling me to come into their stores and try on the clothes in their store. 1. I don't trust black guys in foreign countries and 2. Kevin said stay away from all the Africans in Japan as most are crooks or hustlers. So I kindly decline all 7000 of their invitations. No negro I do not want to try on your FUBU jeans.
I make my way all the way down the alleyway into one of the main streets and have a look. Ahh, here we go. All the shopping is here apparently with huge department stores and even some familiar brands sprinkled about. I call my cousin to see where their at, their gonna be a little late. Like 3 hours late. I'm on my own for awhile. I decided to tackle some lunch before I explore. I had many conversations with myself today as I was solo for most of it. And this was the first.
Brain - dude, your in Japan and your gonna eat mcdonalds?
Gene - i heard they have a few different things like a teriyaki burger and stuff
Brain - dont do it.. look ramen right across the way
Gene - come onnn....
Brain - dont do ittt
I had no idea what to order so I pointed to something that I thought might have been something different. It wasn't. Well technically it was. I ended up ordering a quarter pounder but the one in Japan has lettuce in tomato in it. What did it taste like? It tasted like a quarter pounder with lettuce and tomato in it. I wrap up lunch and walk back towards the main street through 50 more africans. I get to the main street and hang a right. I walk for a second and then..
Brain - dooooode, the new cowboys stadium is in Japan?
Gene - .... holy crap
Brain - its huuuuggeee, who plays here?
Gene - dude... thats a freakin forever 21....
Brain - daaaaaaaaaaaaaamn
I continue past the monstrosity and come to some department store. Looks pretty poppin so I walk inside to check it out. Hey not too shabby. Japan department stores are a little different. There is only like 4-8 stores per floor but there are like 8-12 floors. So you just keep taking escalators up and down. I explore a little bit and I hear something...
Gene - is that...?
Brain - is what? what are you talking about?
Gene - shush, listen...
Brain - ok I'm leaving, your crazy
I make my way to the sound I'm hearing. I speed up as a I get closer to the sound. I need to be sure. Is it? I round the corner and I run into a teen girl accesorry shop or something. "...she wears high heels I wear sneakers shes cheer captain and IMM on the bleachers.. " YESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS. I was right. Taylor Swift in Japan! I hang out jamming to the song as 15 year olds shop for eye make up and the like.
I end up at some store called "Moussy Extreme." They only sell girls clothes and their stuff is pretty cool. I'm looking at some stuff and I can feel the employees eyes on me. And the eyes can speak. They are saying "does this retarded foreigner know he is shopping for girls clothing?" This happened quite often on my trip actually. I stress out once again on how to obtain the correct size on something. After a little bit I was like forget it and I just left.
Around 3 oclock rolls around and its time to meet my cousin up. I tell her to meet me in front of the gigantic space ship Forever 21. I get there first and I'm chillin on the rail and I see this dude walk by. I mean you always hear that Japanese fashion was a little bit ahead of the curve but this?? Let me paint a picture for you. For those of you who know my uncle picture him with some long hair and a busted tan. Long hair dont care. If you don't know him then think of an older man.. say 58 years old. Short. Like 5'1 or something. Ok so this dude is walking by me. Lets start at the top. He is wearing a red plaid buttton up shirt. Looks a little feminine but no big deal. You go to the next article and he has a pink cloth belt on. What was the belt actually on though? It was on a pair of denim SHORT SHORTS. Like mid thigh length. But I guess that wasn't AS bad since he was wearing PANTIE HOSE all the way up. To top it off. PINK CROCS for his shoes. And it didnt even match his belt. Oh and he had a back pack on too. I couldn't not stare. Was so stunned I couldn't even get to my camera in time before he disappeared into the horizon never to be seen again.
Gene - That was the shit
Brain - That was beyond the shit
Gene/Brain - Worrdd...
I finally meet up with dear cousin and we walk around the city some. Her hubby also had a cousin that llived there so he was showing us around. My cousin had a hair appointment so we take her to that and the boys go off on their own after dropping them off. We shop around some but we really we go food hunting. The first thing we tried was this thing called "takoyaki" which is like..octopus balls. I mean not like... octopus balls. Not like the testicles of an octopus but they made this like... ball of gooey goodness. Ok bad choice of words. IT WAS like this rice mixture and they stuck a piece of octopus in the middle. Anyways it was delicious. We wander some more and wander right into another restaurant. Gyoza this time which are Japanese dumplings. One of my favorite foods and it too was awesome. We finish that and head towards the hair salon. I was informed that Harajuku was known for their crepes. So I decided to give one a try. I went to look at their menu which is actually a case of all their crepes made out of wax so you can see what it looks like. Dude, the craziest crepes you have ever seen. I order the one with a cheesecake inside of it. A CHEESECAKE. INSIDE. MY CREPE. It was pretty good too. We finish that and we are pretty stuffed. My cousin gets done with her hair cut and meets us up. Ready for dinner guys?!..... Uh... its getting late. I'm gonna catch a train back to Nagoya guys. Say my goodbyes and I'm off.
I get to the station and hop on a train. Little did I know there were 3 different lines. Theres the Nozomi which is the fastest one and least amount of stops. But my rail pass doesnt allow me to get on that train. Theres the Hikari line which only has a few stops so it takes about 2 hours to get back to Nagoya. And theres the Kodama line, which I got on, and it stops at every single stop on the way to Nagoya. Took me a little over 3 hours to get back. That sucked. Effing Kodama line I swear...
Get back pretty tired called it a night and went to sleep.
p.s. i found dr pepper in tokyo. i think the japanese version only has 20 of the 23 flavors that we have. curious.
I arrive about 11 or so and start walking around checking the place out. Pretty cool although I didn't see a whole lot of stores except for a gigantic GAP. I found an alley and it looked like a long street of shops but more along the lines of mom and pop shops. So I took a walk around and it wasn't long before I was bombarded with Africans telling me to come into their stores and try on the clothes in their store. 1. I don't trust black guys in foreign countries and 2. Kevin said stay away from all the Africans in Japan as most are crooks or hustlers. So I kindly decline all 7000 of their invitations. No negro I do not want to try on your FUBU jeans.
I make my way all the way down the alleyway into one of the main streets and have a look. Ahh, here we go. All the shopping is here apparently with huge department stores and even some familiar brands sprinkled about. I call my cousin to see where their at, their gonna be a little late. Like 3 hours late. I'm on my own for awhile. I decided to tackle some lunch before I explore. I had many conversations with myself today as I was solo for most of it. And this was the first.
Brain - dude, your in Japan and your gonna eat mcdonalds?
Gene - i heard they have a few different things like a teriyaki burger and stuff
Brain - dont do it.. look ramen right across the way
Gene - come onnn....
Brain - dont do ittt
I had no idea what to order so I pointed to something that I thought might have been something different. It wasn't. Well technically it was. I ended up ordering a quarter pounder but the one in Japan has lettuce in tomato in it. What did it taste like? It tasted like a quarter pounder with lettuce and tomato in it. I wrap up lunch and walk back towards the main street through 50 more africans. I get to the main street and hang a right. I walk for a second and then..
Brain - dooooode, the new cowboys stadium is in Japan?
Gene - .... holy crap
Brain - its huuuuggeee, who plays here?
Gene - dude... thats a freakin forever 21....
Brain - daaaaaaaaaaaaaamn
I continue past the monstrosity and come to some department store. Looks pretty poppin so I walk inside to check it out. Hey not too shabby. Japan department stores are a little different. There is only like 4-8 stores per floor but there are like 8-12 floors. So you just keep taking escalators up and down. I explore a little bit and I hear something...
Gene - is that...?
Brain - is what? what are you talking about?
Gene - shush, listen...
Brain - ok I'm leaving, your crazy
I make my way to the sound I'm hearing. I speed up as a I get closer to the sound. I need to be sure. Is it? I round the corner and I run into a teen girl accesorry shop or something. "...she wears high heels I wear sneakers shes cheer captain and IMM on the bleachers.. " YESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS. I was right. Taylor Swift in Japan! I hang out jamming to the song as 15 year olds shop for eye make up and the like.
I end up at some store called "Moussy Extreme." They only sell girls clothes and their stuff is pretty cool. I'm looking at some stuff and I can feel the employees eyes on me. And the eyes can speak. They are saying "does this retarded foreigner know he is shopping for girls clothing?" This happened quite often on my trip actually. I stress out once again on how to obtain the correct size on something. After a little bit I was like forget it and I just left.
Around 3 oclock rolls around and its time to meet my cousin up. I tell her to meet me in front of the gigantic space ship Forever 21. I get there first and I'm chillin on the rail and I see this dude walk by. I mean you always hear that Japanese fashion was a little bit ahead of the curve but this?? Let me paint a picture for you. For those of you who know my uncle picture him with some long hair and a busted tan. Long hair dont care. If you don't know him then think of an older man.. say 58 years old. Short. Like 5'1 or something. Ok so this dude is walking by me. Lets start at the top. He is wearing a red plaid buttton up shirt. Looks a little feminine but no big deal. You go to the next article and he has a pink cloth belt on. What was the belt actually on though? It was on a pair of denim SHORT SHORTS. Like mid thigh length. But I guess that wasn't AS bad since he was wearing PANTIE HOSE all the way up. To top it off. PINK CROCS for his shoes. And it didnt even match his belt. Oh and he had a back pack on too. I couldn't not stare. Was so stunned I couldn't even get to my camera in time before he disappeared into the horizon never to be seen again.
Gene - That was the shit
Brain - That was beyond the shit
Gene/Brain - Worrdd...
I finally meet up with dear cousin and we walk around the city some. Her hubby also had a cousin that llived there so he was showing us around. My cousin had a hair appointment so we take her to that and the boys go off on their own after dropping them off. We shop around some but we really we go food hunting. The first thing we tried was this thing called "takoyaki" which is like..octopus balls. I mean not like... octopus balls. Not like the testicles of an octopus but they made this like... ball of gooey goodness. Ok bad choice of words. IT WAS like this rice mixture and they stuck a piece of octopus in the middle. Anyways it was delicious. We wander some more and wander right into another restaurant. Gyoza this time which are Japanese dumplings. One of my favorite foods and it too was awesome. We finish that and head towards the hair salon. I was informed that Harajuku was known for their crepes. So I decided to give one a try. I went to look at their menu which is actually a case of all their crepes made out of wax so you can see what it looks like. Dude, the craziest crepes you have ever seen. I order the one with a cheesecake inside of it. A CHEESECAKE. INSIDE. MY CREPE. It was pretty good too. We finish that and we are pretty stuffed. My cousin gets done with her hair cut and meets us up. Ready for dinner guys?!..... Uh... its getting late. I'm gonna catch a train back to Nagoya guys. Say my goodbyes and I'm off.
I get to the station and hop on a train. Little did I know there were 3 different lines. Theres the Nozomi which is the fastest one and least amount of stops. But my rail pass doesnt allow me to get on that train. Theres the Hikari line which only has a few stops so it takes about 2 hours to get back to Nagoya. And theres the Kodama line, which I got on, and it stops at every single stop on the way to Nagoya. Took me a little over 3 hours to get back. That sucked. Effing Kodama line I swear...
Get back pretty tired called it a night and went to sleep.
p.s. i found dr pepper in tokyo. i think the japanese version only has 20 of the 23 flavors that we have. curious.
The Chronicles of Japania Day 4 and 5: Hakone
Ok the next day and a half are going to make for a boring email. I mean it was cool for me to see everything but nothing very exciting and doesn't make for very good stories. But the show must go on. Here we go...
Get dressed head back to the room to get ready for dinner. Wasn't really feeling this dinner as it was a more traditional Japanese set course with alot of fish. Not really my thing. Probably the only time you will hear me say I didn't like the food I ate. I wasn't eating much so I was having a gander around the room and right behind us there was a little incident brewing. Some people were upset cause their food was coming out too slow or something? They started causing a little scene. Bu its like come on man relax, your at the beautiful place obviously meant for relaxing. So just relax! Whats the big rush for? Take it easy guey. And then I figured it out. They were speaking chinese, chinese mofo's. Probably from Taiwan cause thats the country of bitches. And well they were being bitches so it made sense to me. Leave it to some chinese people to be impatient about something and start yelling at super nice and polite Japanese waiters.
Hmm now I'm still hungry. But wait, there's its ok as the hotel offers free bowls of noodles from ten pm to midnight. Excellent. I leave my $80 dinner fully hungry and hit the free probably $5 in value bowl of noodles. Damn it was good.
That wraps up the night. I head back to the room completely relaxed from the bath and hit the hay. With the lights on of course. I think I heard a noise...just in case.
The next day was even less exciting in story form. The pictures whenever I get around to it will paint a much better picture. Basically we went around Hakone doing various things. Blah Blah Blah Day 6 will be a bit better as I head to Harajuku in Tokyo.
The Chronicles of Japania Day 4: Hakone, The City of "Onsen"
My newlywed cousin Tina was also in Japan at this time and today they have reservations at a resort in the city of Hakone. The city is a city of Onsen, which is the natural hot springs bath you always see on TV. Kevin thought it was definitely worth it to experience and suggested I join them in the mountains. I agreed and Kevin made the reservation for me to head out there. He gave me train directions to get there and it looks like about 4 different train changes. So I was ready to head out early that morning and make my way out there.
Gene - Dang it, dude i forgot to bring a swimsuit with me
Kevin - uh..what the hell would you need that for?
Gene - um..for the..hot spring bath?
Kevin - (shaking his head)
Gene - no?
Kevin - no dude...those arent allowed...
Gene - so....naked time?
Kevin - naked time brotha
Gene - i see...
Kevin - is that gonna be a problem?
Gene - no no, naked time is cool...
I get there some 3 hours later after multiple train switches. It seems the further I get from the city the less english is used all around. I get to the city and I finally meet a rude Japanese worker. Seems like he hates his job. Anyway I get through that and come out from the train station and get a look at the city. Gorgeous place. We are up in the mountains so its quite a different view of what I`ve seen already. Hills and trees and forest and crisp air everywhere.
Now I`m trying to find my hotel and not having much luck. No english on any of the signs. I finally find what I think is the place. The name is in Japanese and the only way I figured out it was the right one was spending 15 minutes matching the symbols to what I had on my sheet of paper.
I go in and its a really really nice place. It better be for it being $250 a night on a freakin weekday. I hang out for awhile and then my cousin and her hubby finally arrive. We check in to our respective rooms and we go check them out. Pretty cool looking. My room was the western style so it was a little different from my cousins who has a Japanese style room. I have a look around and things look pretty normal, I have a normal bed you see everyday, a normal coffee table and normal toilet. I step outside to the balcony and find a traditional Japanese wooden bath! So cool! In this place they have their spring baths all over the hotel, around the hotel and they also have one right in your very own room. Sweet. Then I look around for my bathroom. I find the toilet, but its just a toilet. Where the crap is my shower?? I don`t have one. Only thing is the outdoor bath...in the cold weather...in the mountains. Crap. I run over to my cousins room down the hall to check their room out. Theirs is twice as big as mine and cooler than mine as it has the traditional Japanese stuff in it. Peep the pictures when I upload them. I was like dude.. we don`t have showers. Their like..um..yes we do. And they point to their shower..indoor. MEEHHH.
My cousin shows me a flyer that the hotel offers massages and stuff like that. I was like sweet. Lets do it. She calls and books the appointments and gets me the 60 minute shiatsu massage. We have a little time so we head down stairs and pick up Kimonos that they let us borrow while we are there. So we get changed and are walking around in Kimonos and Japanese slippers and all that. Pretty funny, but awesome. Time for massage. Went to the place and wait our turn and a nice little lady comes out to escort me into the room. Was so ready, I really needed it since I`ve been having a bit of a back and neck problem lately. So looking forward to this.
The next 60 minutes turned out to be the most treacherous and painful hour of my 27 years on this planet. HOLY mother of ALLL that is pure and heavenly. She started on my neck and back and the entire time I was clenching my teeth and I would have been begging for her to stop, but it hurt so bad I could not project any sound out of my mouth. I guess my back area was in worse shape than I thought. I have to tough it through. This was nothing short of torture. Jack Bauer has not seen anything like this before. A little bit in she was working my neck and I let out a gay girly yelp. And she lets up just a little and ask me the question "pain?" What I was thinking in my head was "EFFFF YEA PAIN, ARE YOU FREAKIN KIDIDNG ME??!?!?" Unable to speak correctly I muttered out in the gayest bitch voice ever "uh huhh." I think she giggled and continued on relentlessly. I thug it out as best as I could for the next half an hour and she flips me around face up and breathe a sigh of relief. She works my arms and legs and it doesn`t hurt. It feels great. Then she starts massaging my head and that also feels nice. What happened next made the first 45 minutes feel like childs play. HOLY HELL MAN. She gets to my temple and starts rubbing it and OH MY GOD I thought I was getting my eyes gouged out. My entire body clenches up and I`m frozen in absolute pain. Its boggling my mind, how did she manage to exceed the previous pain ten fold????? I know she sees the torture written on my face but she doesn`t let up. I`m thinking WHY won`t she stop, she sees the pain. Jesus I can`t describe how much it hurt. As I`m remembering what happened I`m starting to cry a little bit as I type this. After she gets to my temple area she won`t stop. She goes on for like ten minutes or so and I can only think that she won`t let up cause she knows its a really stressful area. I`m clenching so hard I damn near peed in my kimono. I swear the tears rolling down my cheeks turned to blood. MOM HELP!!!
She finally finishes and smiles at me and says "finished!" I`m out of breath and a little dizzy. I get up and stumble and struggle to find my shoes. I finally gather my thoughts and leave. She goes to find another lady that speaks english and tells her something in Japanese. The other lady comes up to me and says, she says your eyes are tired. Do you not sleep or something? I`m like..actually yes, I don`t sleep very well. Shes like thats why it hurt so much. Your eyes need more rest. You should try to sleep more. Fantastic advice. As if i try not to sleep on purpose. Damn that hurt so bad. You know what, the days not even done with and I can`t finish this. I`m traumatized reliving that massage. I mean my body felt really good after the fact, but while it was happening..... gah. I`ll finish up my Hakone experience with the next email.
take care kiddos
Gene - Dang it, dude i forgot to bring a swimsuit with me
Kevin - uh..what the hell would you need that for?
Gene - um..for the..hot spring bath?
Kevin - (shaking his head)
Gene - no?
Kevin - no dude...those arent allowed...
Gene - so....naked time?
Kevin - naked time brotha
Gene - i see...
Kevin - is that gonna be a problem?
Gene - no no, naked time is cool...
I get there some 3 hours later after multiple train switches. It seems the further I get from the city the less english is used all around. I get to the city and I finally meet a rude Japanese worker. Seems like he hates his job. Anyway I get through that and come out from the train station and get a look at the city. Gorgeous place. We are up in the mountains so its quite a different view of what I`ve seen already. Hills and trees and forest and crisp air everywhere.
Now I`m trying to find my hotel and not having much luck. No english on any of the signs. I finally find what I think is the place. The name is in Japanese and the only way I figured out it was the right one was spending 15 minutes matching the symbols to what I had on my sheet of paper.
I go in and its a really really nice place. It better be for it being $250 a night on a freakin weekday. I hang out for awhile and then my cousin and her hubby finally arrive. We check in to our respective rooms and we go check them out. Pretty cool looking. My room was the western style so it was a little different from my cousins who has a Japanese style room. I have a look around and things look pretty normal, I have a normal bed you see everyday, a normal coffee table and normal toilet. I step outside to the balcony and find a traditional Japanese wooden bath! So cool! In this place they have their spring baths all over the hotel, around the hotel and they also have one right in your very own room. Sweet. Then I look around for my bathroom. I find the toilet, but its just a toilet. Where the crap is my shower?? I don`t have one. Only thing is the outdoor bath...in the cold weather...in the mountains. Crap. I run over to my cousins room down the hall to check their room out. Theirs is twice as big as mine and cooler than mine as it has the traditional Japanese stuff in it. Peep the pictures when I upload them. I was like dude.. we don`t have showers. Their like..um..yes we do. And they point to their shower..indoor. MEEHHH.
My cousin shows me a flyer that the hotel offers massages and stuff like that. I was like sweet. Lets do it. She calls and books the appointments and gets me the 60 minute shiatsu massage. We have a little time so we head down stairs and pick up Kimonos that they let us borrow while we are there. So we get changed and are walking around in Kimonos and Japanese slippers and all that. Pretty funny, but awesome. Time for massage. Went to the place and wait our turn and a nice little lady comes out to escort me into the room. Was so ready, I really needed it since I`ve been having a bit of a back and neck problem lately. So looking forward to this.
The next 60 minutes turned out to be the most treacherous and painful hour of my 27 years on this planet. HOLY mother of ALLL that is pure and heavenly. She started on my neck and back and the entire time I was clenching my teeth and I would have been begging for her to stop, but it hurt so bad I could not project any sound out of my mouth. I guess my back area was in worse shape than I thought. I have to tough it through. This was nothing short of torture. Jack Bauer has not seen anything like this before. A little bit in she was working my neck and I let out a gay girly yelp. And she lets up just a little and ask me the question "pain?" What I was thinking in my head was "EFFFF YEA PAIN, ARE YOU FREAKIN KIDIDNG ME??!?!?" Unable to speak correctly I muttered out in the gayest bitch voice ever "uh huhh." I think she giggled and continued on relentlessly. I thug it out as best as I could for the next half an hour and she flips me around face up and breathe a sigh of relief. She works my arms and legs and it doesn`t hurt. It feels great. Then she starts massaging my head and that also feels nice. What happened next made the first 45 minutes feel like childs play. HOLY HELL MAN. She gets to my temple and starts rubbing it and OH MY GOD I thought I was getting my eyes gouged out. My entire body clenches up and I`m frozen in absolute pain. Its boggling my mind, how did she manage to exceed the previous pain ten fold????? I know she sees the torture written on my face but she doesn`t let up. I`m thinking WHY won`t she stop, she sees the pain. Jesus I can`t describe how much it hurt. As I`m remembering what happened I`m starting to cry a little bit as I type this. After she gets to my temple area she won`t stop. She goes on for like ten minutes or so and I can only think that she won`t let up cause she knows its a really stressful area. I`m clenching so hard I damn near peed in my kimono. I swear the tears rolling down my cheeks turned to blood. MOM HELP!!!
She finally finishes and smiles at me and says "finished!" I`m out of breath and a little dizzy. I get up and stumble and struggle to find my shoes. I finally gather my thoughts and leave. She goes to find another lady that speaks english and tells her something in Japanese. The other lady comes up to me and says, she says your eyes are tired. Do you not sleep or something? I`m like..actually yes, I don`t sleep very well. Shes like thats why it hurt so much. Your eyes need more rest. You should try to sleep more. Fantastic advice. As if i try not to sleep on purpose. Damn that hurt so bad. You know what, the days not even done with and I can`t finish this. I`m traumatized reliving that massage. I mean my body felt really good after the fact, but while it was happening..... gah. I`ll finish up my Hakone experience with the next email.
take care kiddos
Thursday, December 17, 2009
The Chronicles of Japania Day 3: Osu Kannon
I get up early again today and am ready to tackle something new. Kevin suggested I go to Osu Kannon, only a few trains stops away from where we are. He said there was a Buddhist Temple there so I decided that going would be a good idea. He shows me how to get there and he takes off for work and I`m on my own in Japan for the first time. I get off the train at Osu and pick an exit. Theres always a ton of exits at every station and I have no idea which one goes where. I picked exit 4. I come up into the streets and have a look around. I see... I see....I don`t see anything. What gives?? I walk around a bit and don`t see very much of interest.
About ten minutes later over the top of some buildings I see what might be the top of the temple that Kevin was speaking of. Osu Kannon Temple. I make my way over there and have a look around. Its a pretty nice temple. You guys can check it out once I upload the pictures when I get back home. So I do the whole temple thing and I look over and see what looks like a few souvenir shops off to the side of the temple. So I was thinking oh cool, I could use some temple souvenirs for my fellow Buddhists back home. So I make my way over there and the first thing I see is a few restaurants. Hmmm...further in i assume. So I go in some more and see more and more stores selling stuff like clothes or tea pots and the like. Oh cool I thought to myself, a row of shops of some cool things. Not bad, let me walk further down and see what else there is and I`ll turn back around towards the temple area. I go down a little bit and I come to a fork in the road. To the left... restaurants and shops. To the right...more restaurants and shops. Which way? Um.. lets go right. I walk down right and another road of shops is revealed. Had to be over 50 shops on that road. i get to the end of the road and there is another road connected to it perpendicularly. I go left this time. This is more of a main street so it looks more normal with shops on both sides. I come to yet another street and go right once more. More shops. I figured the rows and rows of shops would end soon but it doesnt. I walk for what felt like forever and I just keep turning into more streets and more shops. Pretty soon I was completely lost in a spider web of shops. This place has everything you could possibly think of! Clothing store, shoe store, accessory store, pots and pans store, second hand shops, mom and pop shops, dvd store, game store, pachinko parlor, jacket store, glove store, underwear store, used anything store, scarves store... oh...speaking of the scarf store...
So I`m learning quickly that in Japan they advertise like crazy and store owners are always out in front of their stores screaming something out. I can only assume its good things about their stores to try and get you to come in. So as you walk down a street of stores all you hear is screaming in Japanese. Even quicker you will learn to ignore all this nonsense. So I`m walking through the streets and I walk past this store that only sold scarves. I keep walking.. almost past it....and then the girl working there comes out and yells something out in Japanese. I looked over and...she was kind of cute. Hmmm...let me...stop by the store real quick... to look at scarves of course. I step in and alot of English and Japanese exchange with no one having any idea what the other is talking about. But there are signs. So thats good. 3,000 yen a scarf. Hmm... 3,000 divided by 100, whats that like 3 dollars or so? Oh hey thats not bad at all, ill get like...3 of them, thats like ten, twelve dollars. No big deal. I know a few people that likes scarves anyways. We go through this long process of picking out these scarves and I finally settle on 3 of them. Cool, lets get out of here. But wait, very skillfully she upsells me a..belt for a scarf?? What the? She shows me how it works and its actually kinda cool. Ok ill take one of those too. Its only 477 yen..divided by 100...about 4, or 5 dollars? Not bad. Hmm...something doesnt feel right. Oh well. The exchange rate kinda sucks right now, its actually less than 100, its in the 80s but using the 100 scale gives it an approximation.
So she rings up the scarves and the total on the register said 9,500 yen. and I pull out a 10,000 yen bill. And then it clicks..
Brain - SON OF A.. 9,500 divided by 100..carry the 2... subtract...
Gene - DUDE! you converted wrong!!!! 3000 yen is over 30 dollars!!
Brain - omg omg thats like a hundred dollars...
Gene - for three scarves?
Brain - dont forget the belt thing.
Gene - ?!?! you IDIOT
Brain - dude theres no time, either pay or run...
Gene - dude...
Brain - dude shes kinda cute... and she was really nice and helpful..
Gene - Oh really? she was helpful? what did she say to you?
Brain - but shes cute too...we kinda came too far...
Gene - Dude quit being such a dude.. we can jus....oh hey..pretty smile..
Brain - Thataboy...
And thats the story of how I hustled myself out of 100 dollars on some of the thinnest cloth you ever seen. This came not 72 hours after a friend told me to go to Japan and hustle THEM as much as I can. Ah well, at least they are soft scarves.
I continue walking..and I walk by this store with this jacket for girls sitting outside. Oh hey cool jacket. How much? 3,400 yen. Ok think real hard how much is that. Less than $40 dollars. Are we sure?...Ten minutes pass. Yes we are sure. Hey thats pretty good. What size is it? hmm... no size...ok take it inside and ask the shop owner what size, they understand small medium and stuff. I go inside and find the dude over the counter and he looks kinda scary until I start talking then he turns into a real nice guy.
Gene - um..excuse me.. size?
Guy - Ohhh size-o?? hashi moosen asheno ehn.. asennn herrookooki
Gene - uh..no japanese?
Guy - OOOOO no japaenese! ehh..no sizeo. vhan size..
Gene - oh one size? one size fits all? dude no way...
Guy - haii haii
Gene - i guess not then..i need to know the size.
Guy - oohhh, haii... eh..sohreee..
Gene - its ok..
So I go put the jacket up and I look at it again. Man I like this jacket. My friends come in all size, someone can fit this. I want it. I take the jacket back inside and try again.
Gene - um, you have no idea what size this is?
Guy - annoo.. haji ishi noonkeh hannteyoo (he is looking at and it really looks like he is trying to figure it out, nice guy)
Gene - ok um.. my friend..is like...this tall ( i make up a heigh with my hand) and.. about this wide.. (i just put my hands apart as if im about to clap)
Guy - ahh hai hai, asenihi oshen dattebayo horigan ishen ohren san k ai yo?
Gene - (oh he asked me a question i heard the accent go up) dude i have no idea what you just said (im shrugging like dude i duno)
Guy - ahh ahsen americano ahiishahe hajhaj yoo hahaha!
Gene - eh..(i point to my jeans) um.. jean size... maybe 3 in japan?
About ten minutes later over the top of some buildings I see what might be the top of the temple that Kevin was speaking of. Osu Kannon Temple. I make my way over there and have a look around. Its a pretty nice temple. You guys can check it out once I upload the pictures when I get back home. So I do the whole temple thing and I look over and see what looks like a few souvenir shops off to the side of the temple. So I was thinking oh cool, I could use some temple souvenirs for my fellow Buddhists back home. So I make my way over there and the first thing I see is a few restaurants. Hmmm...further in i assume. So I go in some more and see more and more stores selling stuff like clothes or tea pots and the like. Oh cool I thought to myself, a row of shops of some cool things. Not bad, let me walk further down and see what else there is and I`ll turn back around towards the temple area. I go down a little bit and I come to a fork in the road. To the left... restaurants and shops. To the right...more restaurants and shops. Which way? Um.. lets go right. I walk down right and another road of shops is revealed. Had to be over 50 shops on that road. i get to the end of the road and there is another road connected to it perpendicularly. I go left this time. This is more of a main street so it looks more normal with shops on both sides. I come to yet another street and go right once more. More shops. I figured the rows and rows of shops would end soon but it doesnt. I walk for what felt like forever and I just keep turning into more streets and more shops. Pretty soon I was completely lost in a spider web of shops. This place has everything you could possibly think of! Clothing store, shoe store, accessory store, pots and pans store, second hand shops, mom and pop shops, dvd store, game store, pachinko parlor, jacket store, glove store, underwear store, used anything store, scarves store... oh...speaking of the scarf store...
So I`m learning quickly that in Japan they advertise like crazy and store owners are always out in front of their stores screaming something out. I can only assume its good things about their stores to try and get you to come in. So as you walk down a street of stores all you hear is screaming in Japanese. Even quicker you will learn to ignore all this nonsense. So I`m walking through the streets and I walk past this store that only sold scarves. I keep walking.. almost past it....and then the girl working there comes out and yells something out in Japanese. I looked over and...she was kind of cute. Hmmm...let me...stop by the store real quick... to look at scarves of course. I step in and alot of English and Japanese exchange with no one having any idea what the other is talking about. But there are signs. So thats good. 3,000 yen a scarf. Hmm... 3,000 divided by 100, whats that like 3 dollars or so? Oh hey thats not bad at all, ill get like...3 of them, thats like ten, twelve dollars. No big deal. I know a few people that likes scarves anyways. We go through this long process of picking out these scarves and I finally settle on 3 of them. Cool, lets get out of here. But wait, very skillfully she upsells me a..belt for a scarf?? What the? She shows me how it works and its actually kinda cool. Ok ill take one of those too. Its only 477 yen..divided by 100...about 4, or 5 dollars? Not bad. Hmm...something doesnt feel right. Oh well. The exchange rate kinda sucks right now, its actually less than 100, its in the 80s but using the 100 scale gives it an approximation.
So she rings up the scarves and the total on the register said 9,500 yen. and I pull out a 10,000 yen bill. And then it clicks..
Brain - SON OF A.. 9,500 divided by 100..carry the 2... subtract...
Gene - DUDE! you converted wrong!!!! 3000 yen is over 30 dollars!!
Brain - omg omg thats like a hundred dollars...
Gene - for three scarves?
Brain - dont forget the belt thing.
Gene - ?!?! you IDIOT
Brain - dude theres no time, either pay or run...
Gene - dude...
Brain - dude shes kinda cute... and she was really nice and helpful..
Gene - Oh really? she was helpful? what did she say to you?
Brain - but shes cute too...we kinda came too far...
Gene - Dude quit being such a dude.. we can jus....oh hey..pretty smile..
Brain - Thataboy...
And thats the story of how I hustled myself out of 100 dollars on some of the thinnest cloth you ever seen. This came not 72 hours after a friend told me to go to Japan and hustle THEM as much as I can. Ah well, at least they are soft scarves.
I continue walking..and I walk by this store with this jacket for girls sitting outside. Oh hey cool jacket. How much? 3,400 yen. Ok think real hard how much is that. Less than $40 dollars. Are we sure?...Ten minutes pass. Yes we are sure. Hey thats pretty good. What size is it? hmm... no size...ok take it inside and ask the shop owner what size, they understand small medium and stuff. I go inside and find the dude over the counter and he looks kinda scary until I start talking then he turns into a real nice guy.
Gene - um..excuse me.. size?
Guy - Ohhh size-o?? hashi moosen asheno ehn.. asennn herrookooki
Gene - uh..no japanese?
Guy - OOOOO no japaenese! ehh..no sizeo. vhan size..
Gene - oh one size? one size fits all? dude no way...
Guy - haii haii
Gene - i guess not then..i need to know the size.
Guy - oohhh, haii... eh..sohreee..
Gene - its ok..
So I go put the jacket up and I look at it again. Man I like this jacket. My friends come in all size, someone can fit this. I want it. I take the jacket back inside and try again.
Gene - um, you have no idea what size this is?
Guy - annoo.. haji ishi noonkeh hannteyoo (he is looking at and it really looks like he is trying to figure it out, nice guy)
Gene - ok um.. my friend..is like...this tall ( i make up a heigh with my hand) and.. about this wide.. (i just put my hands apart as if im about to clap)
Guy - ahh hai hai, asenihi oshen dattebayo horigan ishen ohren san k ai yo?
Gene - (oh he asked me a question i heard the accent go up) dude i have no idea what you just said (im shrugging like dude i duno)
Guy - ahh ahsen americano ahiishahe hajhaj yoo hahaha!
Gene - eh..(i point to my jeans) um.. jean size... maybe 3 in japan?
Guy - OOOOO... 3... hasheyanong anenne ashen sikoyi da.. eh... hearriko.. ahasejkene
Gene - ok one more time.. um.. (i look to the side and see a shirt thats a size medium) dude..ok...this... is medium...
Guy - hai! medium!
Gene - ok if this...is medium... this jacket is.. small? or medium?
Guy - (light bulb goes of) AHHH!! smallruu.. mediumruuu!
Gene - Did you just say both sizes??!?!? come on man!! help me out!
Guy - hahahha ashenoyo hikori menokorekna sano kiayyyy hahha
Gene - yea i know right, tell me about it
Guy - ashenikak noya asen ko ya?
Gene - yea its cool, dont worry about it.
Guy - ikirishio anskea?
Gene - yea your probably right, ill take it.
Guy - haisne iilkio on saneyy
Gene - yea i kno i kno, true, itll probaly work.
Guy - hosenigonaga?
Gene - i have no idea why we keep talking to each other in our native languages either when its clear we have no idea what the other one is saying.
Guy - hai!
Gene - Arigato!
Guy - Arigato!
Walk out, jacket in bag. Not sure exactly what happened. I just know it was epic.
Later that night I was introduced to Japanese BBQ called yakiniku. Freakin A is was awesome. So damn good. We need to find a yakiniku place in Dallas or make one ourselves or something. The meal was epic. This was just an epic day. From hustling myself to my legendary conversation to dinner to everything.
Me and Kevin reflected on life at dinner too. Epic. Reliving our time back in the day when we used to roll together. Also epic. Deep conversations about life and love. Nothing gay I swear... EPIC
The Chronicles of Japania Day 2: Takin it Easy
I go to sleep about 3am the previous day and its freakin 6am and I`m already wide awake. Even half way around the world I can`t sleep correctly. YJ crashed with us last night and he and Kevin are still asleep like normal people. Check out time is at 9am so I got at least 2 and a half hours before anyone else gets up. Time to bust out the Ipod. Only one way to go...Taylor Swift.
Everyones finally up and we get on out of there. Head downstairs and had breakfast in the hotel lobby. It was alright. I ordered an orange juice for like 4 u.s dollars and it came in a shot glass. Fantastic. There was an item on the menu that read "Hawaiian Breakfast." The description said "spam, eggs and toast." Not a pineapple anywhere to be found I kid you not.
They decide to take me around Tokyo to see a few sights before me and Kevin head back to his city, Nagoya. Its an absolutely gorgeous day. The day before was really cold and rainy. Since YJ stayed with us he still has all his stuff with him so he is walking around the city with his long sleeve sweater, big jacket, and an umbrella in 75 degree weather and sunshine everywhere. Pretty damn funny. I hear a little about YJ`s story. Quite the interesting character. Korean dude that doesn`t even really wanna be Korean. See kiddos, not even Koreans wanna be Koreans. Life lessons.
Anyways after all the walking around they take me to a store called Bic Camera. Its like a giant electronic store. The thing is like 9 floors full of electronics and appliances and all sorts of crazy stuff. You can even purchase a Cambodian slave on the 7th floor. Its wild. So I wanted to get a camera in Japan and I`m looking through their stuff. A little disappointed as most of the stuff I saw was available in the U.S. But I did see this one that looked pretty badass. A bit pricey but I was like screw it I want it. Now... I think there was something like 150 different cameras on that floor... and 149 of them had the option to turn the menu into english. Guess which one I chose? Yea, total wackness.
No camera for me. Head to the train station ready to head to Nagoya. Said our goodbyes to YJ and hop on the bullet train. The train ride is about 2 hours long. Not to bad at all. Halfway into the trip though I go to my bag to get my Ipod out and...no ipod anywhere. Damnit i left it at the hotel. This sucks.
Kevin - dont worry ill call the hotel when we get back and they will send your stuff to my apartment
Gene - seriously? they do that?
Kevin - yea why wouldnt they?
Gene - i dunno? that wouldnt happen back in the states man. all the maids there are black or mexican. thats a christmas present for the family right there dude.
Kevin - dude its Japan, there are no mexicans and if they find it theyll keep it for you.
Gene - wow...no mexicans....
Before we get to the apartment he takes me to the 7-11 convenient store. Man they are OFF the chains. They got everything in there. Like an entire section of Japanese food, like real Japanese food! Noodles and ramen and soba and hot buns and hot soup and rice. It was amazing.
Anyways, we wrap up the day with dinner a bit later and I pass out. Pretty tired. Was a long two days. Nothing too too interesting today but Day 3 is pretty epic.
p.s. - even in Japan the bathrooms smell like doo doo. I half expected it to smell like potpurri all the time or something... i dunno.
PREVIEW FOR DAY 3 - I hustle myself out of $100 and a legendary conversation.
Everyones finally up and we get on out of there. Head downstairs and had breakfast in the hotel lobby. It was alright. I ordered an orange juice for like 4 u.s dollars and it came in a shot glass. Fantastic. There was an item on the menu that read "Hawaiian Breakfast." The description said "spam, eggs and toast." Not a pineapple anywhere to be found I kid you not.
They decide to take me around Tokyo to see a few sights before me and Kevin head back to his city, Nagoya. Its an absolutely gorgeous day. The day before was really cold and rainy. Since YJ stayed with us he still has all his stuff with him so he is walking around the city with his long sleeve sweater, big jacket, and an umbrella in 75 degree weather and sunshine everywhere. Pretty damn funny. I hear a little about YJ`s story. Quite the interesting character. Korean dude that doesn`t even really wanna be Korean. See kiddos, not even Koreans wanna be Koreans. Life lessons.
Anyways after all the walking around they take me to a store called Bic Camera. Its like a giant electronic store. The thing is like 9 floors full of electronics and appliances and all sorts of crazy stuff. You can even purchase a Cambodian slave on the 7th floor. Its wild. So I wanted to get a camera in Japan and I`m looking through their stuff. A little disappointed as most of the stuff I saw was available in the U.S. But I did see this one that looked pretty badass. A bit pricey but I was like screw it I want it. Now... I think there was something like 150 different cameras on that floor... and 149 of them had the option to turn the menu into english. Guess which one I chose? Yea, total wackness.
No camera for me. Head to the train station ready to head to Nagoya. Said our goodbyes to YJ and hop on the bullet train. The train ride is about 2 hours long. Not to bad at all. Halfway into the trip though I go to my bag to get my Ipod out and...no ipod anywhere. Damnit i left it at the hotel. This sucks.
Kevin - dont worry ill call the hotel when we get back and they will send your stuff to my apartment
Gene - seriously? they do that?
Kevin - yea why wouldnt they?
Gene - i dunno? that wouldnt happen back in the states man. all the maids there are black or mexican. thats a christmas present for the family right there dude.
Kevin - dude its Japan, there are no mexicans and if they find it theyll keep it for you.
Gene - wow...no mexicans....
Before we get to the apartment he takes me to the 7-11 convenient store. Man they are OFF the chains. They got everything in there. Like an entire section of Japanese food, like real Japanese food! Noodles and ramen and soba and hot buns and hot soup and rice. It was amazing.
Anyways, we wrap up the day with dinner a bit later and I pass out. Pretty tired. Was a long two days. Nothing too too interesting today but Day 3 is pretty epic.
p.s. - even in Japan the bathrooms smell like doo doo. I half expected it to smell like potpurri all the time or something... i dunno.
PREVIEW FOR DAY 3 - I hustle myself out of $100 and a legendary conversation.
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