Monday, September 26, 2011

Something I never in my life thought I would have to do...

So I'm sure you all know of the drama and shenanigans that have been unfolding in Japan over the past six months. We have bore witness to the lot. and although we moved to Japan with a thirst for some adventure - I don't think we ever imagined it to be like this.

Every street corner a mech
Yes, the land of the rising yen has been hit by every stereotype imaginable; from earthquakes to typhoons to nuclear mishaps to giant daikaiju terrorising coastal villages and leveling the land whilst fighting laser discharging mechs.

I know that Japan has a somewhat - and if I may be candid - nuclear history, but I never in my wildest dreams thought whilst living here would need to carry around crudely drawn kanji characters in my wallet so as I can identify irradiated produce. 

I kid you not, there have been many reports of irradiated meat, fruit and vege from affected areas such as Fukushima and Ibaraki that are not safe for consumption.

So I got the kanji, made copies for Han and I and we carry them around with us at all times.

Just the other day I spied some nice cheap green beans in a local grocer, picked them up and checked the kanji to find it was from Fukushima. Further investigation led me to realise that all the cheap fruit and vege in that shop was from one of the two areas. 
I understand the government is attempting to keep the economy of the Tsunami struck areas going - some folk even buy the fruit and vege and then dispose of it just to aid the burgeoning economy. 

This strategy of ignoring issues like this is fairly typical of Japan from what I understand - there is no culture better in the world at ignoring the two trunked elephant in the corner of the room.

So Hannah and I continue to live here safely - but there is an elephant lurking in the corner of our mind and it is hard not to ask it - why are we here amongst the flood of risky stereotypes?


The top Kanji is Fukushima. The other is Ibaraki.

Never leave home without it





Thursday, August 11, 2011

Izu Inatori: Day One


Home for a day or so

Well here we are in Izu-Inatori.

Firstly, it’s lovely.

Killin timeWe arrived a little ahead of check-in so we went for a little walk around the township. The place is pretty small can’t be any more than a few thousand – not a gaijin in sight. On our little jaunt we spotted a butterfly the size of my hand, a low hanging nest of tiny little swallows and small tank with the most energetic and reactive turtle we have ever seen.
"Got a problem bro?"

The Rza: Ryokan Senoumi, where we are staying is wonderful. The staff are overly attentive and English speakers are a rarity and broken at best, but they try very hard. We had a 15-minute introduction with a woman with no English – there were a few scratched heads to be sure. Our room has a sea view and is very traditional with tatami mats and the set in area with a picture and ikebana that is an old Japanese room feature.  The balcony over looks a fish shaped public pool and just beyond that dug into the rocky shore is a large swimming area. It is also traditional to note that a stay in a ryokan includes breakfast and dinner – although dinner is more of a banquet.

Got a light?
Seafood overload: Prior to coming down to Izu I bemoaned our lack of experimentation in the Japanese snack market. I really wish I hadn’t bought us those god awful fish jerky things as the first meal – nay - banquet contained more experimentation than one could truly imagine. It was a fish banquet and was beautifully and meticulously presented. We enjoyed it but it did feel a tad weird to eat so much fish – we’re just not used to it. I drew the line at the sea snails. They are horrific – I took a nibble and I could not see, taste or understand one redeemable feature of them. The tastes was acrid yet musty, chewy yet crunchy and was completely without pleasure. Will bypass those bad boys next time I’d say.

Old Coach: It was nice to see a bottle of NZ red on the wine list, and when the wine list only contains 5 wins varieties that is all the more impressive and thus Hannah enjoy the explorative feast with a bottle of Old Coach Road Malbec Merlot Cabernet. Very nice indeed and Hannah and I spent the evening playfully dancing around our ryokan room in our Yukata.


Tuesday, August 9, 2011

Izu or bust(ed) ligament


Hannah almost gets her face eaten
off by a rogue flower
Dancer: We are gassing it down the Izu Penisula coast in a fast train, also known as a Romance Car; apparently its name is “Dancer”. It is nowhere as near as fast as the Bullet train but still thwacks along at a fairly impressive pace. The window is down and my arm is outside the carriage being softly buffeted by a thick warm wind – it is bloody beautiful. So that is our latest little holiday in Japan. We’re headed to Izu-Inatori to a Ryokan Onsen resort called Senoumi for three nights. A somewhat pricey affair at 70,000 yen per person, but it includes hot mineral springs, breakfast, dinner and the train fair there and back so I think it is well worth it.

Good to see you: It is a minter of a day out as I gander out the window to my left and watch the ocean break on the rocks – it is quite nice to the see the ocean again as it has been over six months since I saw it – which isn’t long, but kind of is when your used to living a few minutes from the ocean your whole life. I used to frequently wander down to Oriental Parade back home and it’s those little difference that catch up with you, yielding a wasted sentimentality that felling that can build within you: Longing. Anyway it is good to see the big blue bastard.

Still ballin
Best laid plans of Mr and Mrs Elks: I’ll let you in on a secret- this trip was arranged a mere two days ago. We had made plans months ago to go on a cycling tour of Nagano and Niigata. We were looking forward to it as anyone would. There is a company that organizes private tours and a bloke had tailor-made us a five day tour with cycling, trekking and climbing Mt Naiba, Onsen (hot spring) and Ryokans (Japanese Inns) and it was looking great – until three days ago when he called me and told me the tour needed to be cancelled due to a shoulder injury *gutted*. I was a little disappointed to say the least but these things happen. We went back to the drawing board – a real crap drawing board though as it is Obon week – perhaps the busiest and most expensive week of the year for travel and vacation.  Seriously it is horrible hotels, tours and packages etc double, triple and even quarazzle in price. But after a day or so of faffing we organized this delightful package and we are happy as Larry. By the way, who the smeg is Larry and why is he such a cheery fellow? By the way even though it was cancelled I totally recommend the company that do the bike tours - Kevin the guy organising it did a great job catering for our needs: onelifejapan

Farewell Liggy, I hardly knew ya: To be honest it (the trip cancellation) could all be seen as a gloriously silver lined cloud (Note: I am not a “glass half full” kind of guy – I’m more of a glass moderately full sort of a fellow). We had a work BBQ in the bush on Saturday and they had this giant group skip rope activity “It’ll be lots of fun for sure.” Mmmmm - wasn’t so fun when I tore my Anterior Cruciate ligament clean in half upon landing. No sireee Bob (who is this Bob? And why the formal title?) It is an injury I started over a year ago playing football with about a 90% tear. Bam 100%! Goody. So we’re lucky really as there would be no way on God’s luscious green earth I’d be able to cycle for any length of time – let along walk for more than an hour without it ballooning up. On the moderatle sort of full side of things the swelling has receded and pain is not an issue.

Anyway that is us so far. Will give you an update from Izu-Inatori! S’gonna be great!


Wednesday, July 13, 2011

Today was a good day...

Just another day in radiationville


Just waking up in the mornin gotta thank God
I don't know but today seems kinda odd
No barkin from the bento guy, no smog
And Hannah cooked a breakfast with loads a hog.



Took the lil bike for a spin, swervin j-peeps, out and in
Shots some hoops, didn't pop a knee out
Stopped for a streamer coffee, low'd and chi'd out
I gotta say today was a good day.

Wednesday, June 29, 2011

Phew! I was beginning to wonder if this was Miami

The oppression of Japan


Yes Japan is an oppressive country. But I aint talking about a kind of pans Facist-communist regime that crushes and defeats through the hardship of minorities. I’m talking about this oppressive bloody heat. And I’ve heard it isn’t even that bad at the moment.

Within 3 days of summer you can expect to have had at least 17 conversations with Gaijin and Nihon-Jin alike; “Japan is so hot – but it’s the humidity that is the worst.” The sentiment is thrown about endlessly.
But why the complaints? The heat is good innit? Yeah to a degree (excuse the pun) - but there’s a point at which sweating 2 litres of salt water a minute and consuming a gallon of Pocari Sweat to combat it becomes annoying.
So how do you combat the sweat? I used to be a pretty sweaty lad in Welly-Boh. “Hey Bren open this jar for me?” *Sweat pours from me like the mighty Huka Falls* So I’ve been thinking – and these are the actions I’ve taken thus far and are working nicely – I don’t sweat so much at all. Go me.

And don't call me Shirley
1 - Attitude
Winona Ryder! (expletive)
First of all - As we all know our attitude shapes our reality - so bitching and moaning about how much you hate the heat will not help you. Be positive – even neutral - it’ll make it that little bit less horrific. When people say to me: “Oh my gosh I hate this heat. It’s awful.” I simply say: “I love it.” Quite often I will have a short reminisce about Wellington winters to help it seem more genuine. Shiz you’re in Tokyo, it’s hot – complaining helps? No? Then shut up.

2.0 - Hey relax chill out guy!
Sometime it’s simply the stress of activity that brings me into uber sweat mode. Instead of walking swiftly down the road on your way to work – stroll like you have nowhere else to be. Focus on being relaxed. If you’re running late to work and can’t afford the meander – sort your life out and give yourself time to mozy slowly to work each day. I’m telling you a good slow walk like that of a 90 year old is brilliant for stalling the sweat beast.

2.1 - Fake it until you make it
A lot of it is simply a mind game – don’t bow down to stress. Pretend you’re relaxed. I’m just walking down the street – no rush. I notice I barely sweat at all when walking amongst the oppression on my days off. Pop a shirt and tie on me though and I’m a human waterfall.

3 - Clothes
Like wearing a hat at a jaunty angle
Yeah obviously if your state of mind is important then by extension so is your comfort. Wear comfortable clothes – even if it’s to work. Try to wear the most comfortable clothes you have. Don’t put your tie on until work. We you do keep that top button undone even though you're wearing a tie. Wear jandals into the office – change em out at the door. The rule: Keep your state of mind relaxed.

4 - This undershirt business
Some Gaijin have said that wearing a t-shirt under your shirt is the way to go. To be honest I see the logic but haven’t experienced the results. The shirt soaks it up and thus you don’t sweat or feel like you’re sweating so much. When I tried it, it just made me hotter than buggery - way to hot. I’ve found wearing loose clothing that allows your skin to breath to be better. This also means that when cool zephyrs do jet by it gets through the one layer and chills your skin. Avoid buying or wearing heavy shirts they are like sitting in a mini sauna. This also leads into the next sneaky tip too.

5 - Yamanote hack
On the Tokyo Yamanote line just inside each carriage you will see a big aircon on the roof. The fan swings a cool breeze downward left to right. A. Situate your self directly below it! B. Arch you back slightly so it creates a gap by your collar for the cool breeze to shoot down your back. Oh my goodness it’s good. Stops the dreaded back trickle too.

6 - Become a lazy bastard
Escalators and conveyers are there for a reason – use em. Back in Kiwi-Land I used to walk up stairs and hills instead of escalators. My thinking? It’s exercise – it all adds up and stops me from being a fat bastard. Here in Japan – if you’ve got to mount some stairs and there is an escalator – use it. Tiny pockets of exertion add up and make you sweat. Stand there and say to yourself: “I may be a lazy bastard – but at least I’m not a sweaty lazy bastard.”

7 - Food
A not so obvious one. Avoid spicy food, chilli, garlic, onions and so on - these raise your body temp and cause you to sweat. Lunchtime curry? No thanks sorry champ.

8 - Avoid exercise
Not all together – there’s nothing quite like a good ole jog through the smog of Tokyo. But I strongly advise that you avoid exercise within two hours of getting ready and heading to work. With the shower temperature changes and getting dressed and all the other little chores that are required of when getting ready you may sweat continuously. It’s like your body gets confused. “Oh your making lunch – that’s exertion - I had better continue sweating.”

9 - Sweat rag
Carry at sweat rag on your person. It’s like a human chamois. They’re good for keeping the brow dry and help to keep you cooler than if you let the sweat gather. Also if you forget it take those paper napkins they hand out at the train stations. All this shiz adds up.

10 - Sweat inducing facilities
Since I arrived here I have made regular visits to a sweat inducing facility (sento, onsen, sauna spa etc). I don’t know if this helps with sweating so much but I do know it assists in reducing BO and detoxifying the shiz out of my muscles. It takes years off me every Monday night when I go hang and thang with the 70 years Japanese men in the nud.

11 - Botox
Yeah um apparently botox stops you from sweating. So ah just botokulate your entire body…

Not a drop of sweat on set

Monday, June 20, 2011

For Keeley-Poodle and Charlotte-poos

I thought I'd do a little video for my nieces Keeley and Chalotte and for the folks back home if they're intertested.


Love you all.


XB XH