Conclusion

I just handed in my last assignment of the semester today. Christ, four months has shot by amazingly fast. Pardon the cliché, but it honestly feel like only yesterday when I arrived back in Calgary and started school two days later. I've been in Japan withdrawl ever since. While I was happy to see everyone here again, things definitely felt different. By complete fluke, I started talking to this girl the other week who had been travelling around the world for the better part of the last four years. I asked her how she ever got accustomed to living back at home. In a very straightforward manner, she said she still hasn't and doubts that she will ever be able to get entirely back to the way it was. I definitely share the same opinion.
Don't get me wrong, I love my life and the friends and family that I am lucky enough to be around here. But at the same time, I also have a lot that I left behind in Japan which I miss everyday that I'm not there...
Its so true... International travel messes with your head.

This here is my last photo drop of my Japan trip. I'd like to dedicate it to Benny and the Jets... living the dream in the world's largest Chinatown.

August 29, 2006













Everybody loves trick monkeys
Odaiba.

































Fuji Television Building














Rock n' roll


















Shiori and Lisa and the ferris wheel















Future thesis of mine














Rainbow Bridge




























Dinner in Odaiba

August 30, 2006













Nikko














Nice little place. The scenery and temperature reminded me so much of Japser or Banff in the summer time with one important exception...


















Jasper or Banff do not have super rad wild monkeys

































This one here almost bit Lisa in the face.


















The monkeys run the show in Nikko. This one here is posting as lookout while his friend is in the store trying to steal things... and I'm not even joking. Moments later the theif monkey gets shooed out by the owner, flips over a bike and then runs into some narrow alley.

September 1, 2006
























Indirect rent payment as well as the greatest meal I have ever had.














I felt so out of place here. The average person in the room probably had the same amount of money in their pockets that I would ever dream of making in a year.














Elevator mirror fun














New York Bar. top floor














Myself, Saori, Yuya, Kazuki and Shiori














scotch.














About as content as I've ever been














The end of yet another all-nighter. After the Park Hyatt, we decided to continue on with the classiness and go shoot pool and darts and eat ramen. Top drawer.

September 2, 2006













Shinagawa Aquarium














penguin














Two reasons I wish I was in Tokyo right now.

Spetember 3, 2006













Last supper in Ebisu.

September 4, 2006













tv screen in front of my seat showing the sunrise outside.














Actual outside.


















In Vancouver. Lagged and confused







...all eyes on July. 184680分...

東京 dump #2

So yeah, after a few days in Shizuoka, I got back to Tokyo and continued my exploration of the various cities within the city. From each train stop it would seem, Tokyo changes its style and pace. Places like bright, noisy, crowded Shibuya or Shinjuku contrast more mellow areas like Ebisu or Daikanyama, and are completely black and white to places like Itabashi or Urayasu. I guess that would be a good point about Tokyo; if you ever become tired with one area, all you need to do is take a relatively short train ride and start all over again.

Aug. 23, 2006













At first I thought that scene in Kill Bill where she flies into Tokyo looked so over-the-top fake. After actually seeing parts of the city like Shinjuku, things kind of make more sense.

Aug. 24, 2006

















Roppongi Hills shopping center/office building


















super refreshing mist


















Inside Roppongi Hills. If West Edmonton Mall looked as half as cool as this place, I would actually want to go sometimes.














Tokyo from the 52 floor. Kind of smoggy as was the usual during my visit.














Cool looking buildings














Looking out the window














Park area just outside the mall














Roppongi Hills Africa enjoys a slightly better standard of living than regular Africa... I think.














Giant spider statue. Apparently there are others in existence in various cities around the world including Ottawa.














Colosseum style performance area

Aug. 25, 2006

















Went walking aimlessly and stumbled upon this, the National Soccer Museum














Very well done and neat looking, but not really updated since the 2002 World Cup in Korea and Japan.














Continued my stroll and ended up at Ueno park.














building


















oh, the unbearable tension! (click to enlarge if you don't quite get it)














guy who rocked out just a bit too hard.
-on the ueno train station pedestrian overpass (may also make more sense enlarged)

Aug. 26, 2006

















Daikanyamers


















robot vending machine. sweet.














The glory of beer. This is Yebisu Garden Place (http://gardenplace.jp/english/), a beautiful square with beautiful buildings named after a really good beer sold in Japan. The district/city where this is found is also named after the old brewery.


















On the 39th floor of one of the buildings located on the square. Don't exactly know how that preying mantis managed to climb all the way up.


















pretty tree














Chateau Restaurant Taillvent-Robuchon. Sounds classy.














Kazuki and Saori


















Eiff..-*cough*-Tokyo tower.
-taken from Roppongi Hills

quick trip to Fukuroi

On the 21st I relapsed with my Shinkansen habit and went to visit my friend Mina who lives in a small town in Shizuoka prefecture called Fukuroi about 2 hours from Tokyo (while riding the train that stops at all the stations). Kyle and Lisa were there too, so it was like a little Canada convention. Also met some of Mina's co-workers and good friends who were really friendly and super funny. They all spoke in the (*edit*) Kansai dialect (Hakata dialect? what the flip! that's in Kyushu... gosh.. what an idiot!) of Japanese which is sort of the equivalent of cockney in English, so at times they were a little bit difficult to understand. And by a little I mean I didn't know what the hell they were saying. On the way to the beach (by the way, we decided to go to the beach that day) they taught me some vocab and good times were had.

Swam in the ocean for the first time in my life. Besides the taste of salt water and the occasional jellyfish sting it was alot of fun. I'm definitely a huge fan of beaches in Japan. I'll have to check out the ones in Fukuoka when I go back. Word on the street (actually there are no words on the street, it was Kyle told me about them) is that they're even nicer.


















Keeping it real tourist style














The beach














mountains. wait no, still the beach














Kyle, Liser, and myself


Stayed at Mina's family's house for a night. It should be known that while the Japanese steriotype of small, cramped living spaces does hold up in many parts of the country that I visited, especially the cities, it is by no means a standard everywhere. Small towns for example allow for more building space. Example, Mina's place















Rin-chan, Mina's dog














tatami room in Mina's house

















Where I slept. Sweet place. You could even drop the curtains by remote. Scarface style as Kyle pointed out. Very impressive.


















Outside














Defying the steriotype














Us at lunch


















Some unknown dog that walked up to us and refused to leave. Mina looking at it in confusion.














At the train station.














Tokyo from the shinkansen

Toe-key-ohhh! -photo dump numéro un

From August 11th to my return yesterday (September 4th) I spent all but four days in the world's biggest city. I must say it was quite the experience. Despite being exhausted at times by the sheer size and population density (not to mention the incessant wall of sound and bright flashy lights) as well as being unimpressed by the cold nature of its inhabitants, I am already missing it and will be doing my damndest to get back there as soon as possible. The reasons for this are the amazing challenges/experiences everyday offers there as well as the unbelivable people living there that I am fortunate enough to be friends with. I've come to the realization that you could be in the lamest, most boring, crappiest, (insert negative adjective here) place on Earth and still manage to enjoy yourself as long as you have the company of people you have fun being with. Not to say Tokyo was lame boring or crappy-it was very far from any of that- I'm just saying that the friends I hung out with while I was there overshadowed any of the negative aspects of the city. Maybe you picked that up already and that explanation was simply beating a dead horse, but whatever, I typed it anyway and am too jetlagged at the moment to delete it. so whatever. harhar

For the first 2 and a half weeks there, I found myself living by myself in an apartment in a part of Tokyo known as Itabashi. I was quite happy to discover I am able to fend for myself in a place like Tokyo without dying. Goldstar and two extra checkmarks for me. My friend Shiori, who had to go back to her hometown for family matters was kind and trusting enough to give me the key and let me have at 'er. While I would have loved to spend more time with her, I am so thankful for her generosity. Are there any other organs that I could donate without dying? Christ, I should just put a footnote on my donor card saying "forward all to Japan".

Anyway... gross harvesting talk aside, I had a fantastic time in Tokyo seeing the sights, walking aimlessly and meeting with people, some of whom I hadn't seen in over a year. Good times all the time.

Here are some photos.

Aug. 16, 2006

















Fireworks festival in Harajuku















Aug 17, 2006

















Girl giving out ads for one the many maid cafés in Akihabara. For those who haven't heard of them before, maid cafés are basically like any other over priced establishment where one buys coffee, sandwiches, desserts etc. except that all the staff dress as maids. As such, these places tend to attract a very er.. interesting clientelle. Akihabara is well known for having many of these interesting people.


















Lots of concrete. Akiba Square

Aug 18, 2006

















Daikanyama, probably my favorite district/city in Tokyo


















If I see any more Luis Vuitton I am going to fucking puke. It seems like every third person in Japan (especially Tokyo) has a handbag, wallet, suitcase, ..scooter seat with this design...ughhhh.

































Some sweet grafitto tagging

Aug 19, 2006













Ohhh Japanese television. They have this talk show with movie/tv star guests where the host is a real-live chimpanze! It is the most amazing TV show I've ever watched. It't called the Chimpan News Channel. I would have taken a photo of it, but I was incapacitated by laughter everytime I saw it.

Aug. 20, 2006













Train station and DoCoMo tower
-harajuku


















Takeshita (pronounced "tah-kay-she-tah" for those reading it differently) dori. This a street filled with many shops and people. Standard spot to go to if you're in Harajuku.


















Cosplayer in Harajuku


















Ginza. Everything here is so expensive. You get to feel like you're spending money just by walking around here.


















For RyHei





























At a birthday for Yuya, a friend of mine. In Shinjuku.














Yuya and Saori


More to come soon.

Shizuoka

From July 23 to August 11, I was passing time in a city called Shizuoka. At first glance there doesn't seem to be much to the city. Compared to place like Tokyo or Kyoto, it doesn't have much in terms of major tourist appeal. However, when I was making my flight reservations at Nippon Travel (travel agency), I was fortunate enough to begin a conversation with a native Shizuokaite (proper term? probably not) who informed me of all the city and the surrounding area had to offer. She even went as far as to create a portfolio for me including maps and personal comments about each place. That coupled with me knowing people in Shizuoka, compelled me to stay there longer than originally planned. Here are some photos.

I am unbelivably thankful to my friend Mayumi who, for the duration of my stay in Shizuoka, put up with my garbage, took me around everywhere, and let me stay at her place free of charge (as far as I know). Just to let everyone know, she's got first dibs on my spare kidney if she ever needs it! (first photo: fun with long shutters and nightime highways. photo taken by Mayumi)














Eyhhhhhhhhh! (fonz style) Sketchy photo I know, but I feel that it adequately represents my state of mind during my stay in Shizuoka.


















Shrine in Shizuoka (i'll find the name of it later). At first, I thought we only had to climb these stairs in order to see the shine. At the top however, we were informed by an old man (who kicked our asses and got to it way faster) that it would take another15-20minutes of hiking.














The women here can do everything in heels! Example: Mayumi and a 20 minute mountain climb.
-Standard 'Tarantino foot fetish' shot.














The shrine














Shizuoka from the top of the mountain














Nihon-daira hanabi taikai. We could actually see the fireworks shooting from the ground 400m away. super rad. It even made the one in Hiroshima look lame.














Kunozan Toshogu















kool kids at Nihon Daira. mayumi and myself














Inconspicuous tourists














Fireworks next to the ocean














Miho-no-matsubara. 650year old tree














Shizu at Dusk














Shizuoka is famous for its tea. Fields and fields of it are seen everywhere in and around the city. Example: here. Taken from the SL (and oldschool train)














le train et moi














suspension bridge at the end of the line














leaf in the river underneath the bridge














stylin' in Yui (a neighborhood in Shizuoka known for its old houses). I found those beautes as I was walking around downtown. They were 10$ so I just couldn't say no. Plus Mayumi said they'd make me look like an asshole (or at least something along those lines) so that sealed the deal.


















Well ventilated outhouse on the side of the road.















We climbed up some iffy metal staircase on the side of the hill (bugs spiderwebs crazy attacking birds and all!) and ended up on this road and with this view.














One of the old houses in Yui


















Cool looking house in Yui














Rented a car and went tripping. This here is about a couple hours out from the train station. Gorgeous place. Mayumi, what was the name again??


















falls and one of the many fish swimming upstream














Sweet hair at the falls


















Bamboo














Hey look what's that? Hey, I think its the OCEAN!














Our badass ride.


















X-treme outside the moving car shot














cool bridge














respect your hunchbacked elders!

Aug. 15: Yasukuni Jinja

Going to make a Shizuoka post soon, but it will take some time since I did spend about 3 weeks there and as such have many things to write about and many pictures to post

But for now I'm going to post my Yasukuni Shrine pictures which I took today. I must say, it was quite the powerful experience. Times like these i really wish I knew more Japanese. The things I did pick up were only good enough to make me want to know more.

Its pretty difficult to explain the significance of today due to my time restrictions, but please if you don't know about the controversy surrounding the shrine, or the prime-minister of Japan visiting it, please read about it. http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Yasukuni_shrine .














Media helicopters swarming overhead at 7:45am (there had to be at least 3 or 4 others outside of this shot)














Side entrance of the shrine where Junichiro and his black toyota posse left from



















Gentle looking security














Koizumi leaving















Yasukuni Shrine


















People who I believe either are or related to war veterans














Yakuza looking type (notice the guy holding the umbrella for him). There were alot of these kinds of people around. I'm not totally sure if they were yakuza though...I didn't think to ask.


















A conservative type perhaps??






































Old man walking back and forth in the crosswalk in front of the shrine entrance screaming slogans at the top of his lungs which I unfortunately couldn't understand. For or against the visit? I'm not sure.


















Rock n' roll.


















anyone know who this is? everyone around me was taking her picture, and I later saw her on tv, but i don't actually know her or her significance. (*update* this here is the grand daughter of Tojo Hideki the Prime Minister of Japan as well as a general during the Second World War. Props to Mina and her family for helping me out with this!)














protesting the official visit


















shield wielding riot police. the front guy was staring me down for the longest time. I was quite the intimidated.

Kyoto

Went to Kyoto (6th 7th of august) to meet with my friend Yukiko and to become the ultimate tourist. Because of all the shines temples, beautiful architechture and goods it is really hard not to. From all the cities I've been to in Japan, Kyoto definitely had the largest foreigner count. From what I saw, I would put it in the same category as summertime Banff.

Kyoto is without question the most interesting city (in terms of old mixing with new) that I've ever been to. You can be walking along what appears to be your standard consumerist street complete with shops restaurants and malls and then all of a sudden, for no apparent reason, come accross a giant shrine or some other traditional Japanese building/monument. I definitely spent to little time in that city, and will need to go back again sometime and explore further. While I was there I checked out the Heian Jingu shrine and the Ryuanji temple with Yukiko. I stayed at her family's place and (once again) was very warmly welcomed. So many people here in Japan that I'm endebted to...gosh! what the flip?














Heian Jingu shrine


















Garden of Heian jingu shrine














same


















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Ryuanji temple














The most beautiful mall I have ever seen.
-At Kyoto train station.


















fun with mirrors flashes and timers














mall


















sunset through mall window

Treated way to well in Nagoya

what the flip!??! You go to sleep with the computer on and your blog entry in the works and then you wake up in the morning, the computer is in hibernation mode and your writing has dissappeared? what's the deal with that?

anyway, here's what I thought would be a breif sum up (it is brief in terms of recounting of events, but still long in writing) of my two day trip to Nagoya which took place on the 29th and 30th of July.

arrived at the train station at around one and met with my friend Mariko and her dad, Mr. Ishida. From the station we hopped in their car and drove two hors north of Nagoya to a traditional style village called shirakawa-go.

the trip was a very welcome surprise for me for two major reasons. First, it gave me a chance to chat with a friend who I hadn't seen in over a year and second it gave me a chance to have half-assed bilingual conversations with Mr. Ishida who is probably as enthusiatic about learning english as I am with Japanese. Since our ability to express ideas and opinions in eachother's languages is sketchy at best we relied alot on Mariko to act as our interpreting/translating middle person. That too was quite fun to see.

On the trip, I also unintentionally recieved a lesson on how Japan's toll gate system works. Apparently, there is a pre-paid card which one inserts inside his or her car which sends a signal to keep the gate open. Unfortunately, Mr. Ishida forgot to do this. This resulted in the gates dropping a few metres in front of us and us blowing right through them like one would do if they were trying blast through a police blockade. I felt like such a bad ass in that modest Toyota sedan. The toll booth people seemed pretty apathetic about the whole incident and looked as if they wouldn't have really cared if we had kept on driving. We didn't though, so once everything was sorted out, we continued on our way.

Shirakawa-go was a beautiful place definitely check it out if your ever in Gifu prefecture. Along with the houses and yards village being like nothing i've ever seen before , the surrounding landscape was absolutely stunning. In terms of natural beauty, the area between Nagoya and the village is defintely one of my most favorite.

The entire time spend with Mariko and her dad, I was treated excessively well. From the pricey gas (about 1.49$/L) required for the trip my admission, my lunch etc: all of it was paid for. Way too nice. And then as we were driving back to the city, Mariko started searching for an adequate accommodation for me to stay in (They live an hour from Nagoya, so it was decided that it would be best if I stayed in a hotel near the train station). Flipping though her traveler's guide book of Nagoya, she started talking with her dad. At first I thought they were simply discussing places which would be good around the station, but then they started talking really fast in Japanese to a point where it became basically a different language to me, and before I knew it a room was booked and paid for in my name. Despite my pleas to pay for it, Mr. Ishida would hear nothing of it. All he said was that he already paid too many taxes and that "[he] wanted to spend money! [he] NEEDED to spend money" (said while jokingly pounding the steering wheel). While I didn't really understand the logic to the argument (still don't), I finally gave in and was extremely grateful instead. I owe them quite alot. If you're reading this Mariko, for the hundreth time, thanks so much.

Once I parted ways with the Ishidas at the hotel, I went back to the station to meet with my friend Shin. Had some food and drinks and talked for a while. It was alot of fun despite being brief. Unfortunately, I caught him the day after an evening of significant drinking with company so needless to say he was pretty hungover and ready for bed. After I saw him off at the train station, I fell back on my typical routine in Japan and wandered aimlessly. Ended up going to the 52nd floor of the Marriot, having a terribly over priced yet delicious scotch being terribly under-dressed (everone's expensive suits shirts dresses and pants to my jeans and ratty shirt and ball hat) and then calling it a night (hahah no not at the marriot, but still a really nice place).

The next day, I met with Mariko again, went to Nagoya castle, strolled around the city together, then hopped on the shinkansen and went back to Shizuoka where I left all my stuff.














Shirakawa-go right before my battery dies. (you can see half of one of the trad houses on the right hand side)


















Mariko and myself at Nagoya castle


















scale. (mariko at the bottom left)














Top of Nagoya castle (top of middle building is where I had my scotch)

much needed clarification. GenkiJACS= radical

hi all. Still in Shizuoka. Still really enjoying things. Having problems uploading photos at the moment, so I'll try to find another computer as soon as possible. But for now, formalities:

As most of you already know, the purpose of this blog is to keep friends and family informed about my experieces during my two months in Japan and to avoid the insincerity of mass emails. However, in an email which I have just finished reading, it has been brought to my attention that I am in fact using the internet and there exists the potential for those outside my target audience to read my entries. While the idea that people who do no know me would be influenced by (let alone read) my shoddy writing completely boggles my mind, I guess it is possible in theory. Therefore, certain things should be clarified.

In my post about my first day in Fukuoka I talked about being stranded and on my own with no known contacts in the city. While all of that really happened and I don't think I was excessively malicious in the things I said, I forgot to follow up and fully explain the mix up. As it turns out (surprise surprise) my own negligence was to blame for my homelessness. In an email sent to over a month in advance by GenkiJACS, information including the names of my host parents, their contact numbers as well as detailed directions to their house from the airport were attached. However, due to the sketchy nature of my university webmail account and (more importantly) my poor reading abilities, I failed to open that attachment. GenkiJACS was in no way at fault.

I have nothing but good things to say about the teachers, staff and the organization of the school during my stay. When I get the chance I would really like to go back and take more classes. Everyone associated with Genki are major reasons why I'm so fond of Fukuoka. I learned alot, met a bunch of really good people and had fun in the process. My apologies if I left an impression contrary to that. mon mal.

For anyone studying Japanese I would definitely recommend checking them out->
http://www.genkijacs.com/

doing the tourist thing in hiroshima

i love the shinkansen.











To date, it is the most entertaining and most comfortable form of transportation i have ever used. Despite being (sterio)typically known for their short stature, you would not believe the leg room offered on these japanese trains. Being misinfored about the legth of the trip from Fukuoka to Hiroshima by my host mom (she said 2 hours when it was actually about half that) i didn't get a chance to rest. I would eventually push my sleepless streak to about 40 hours. As such, minor details like the signs at the front of the cars reading 'reserved' and 'non-reserved' did not compute... I kept wondering why the hell people with assigned seat tickets kept bumping me from my place. I had a total Homer Simpson moment, when i kept looking back and forth at the big orange (english) reserved light and then at my general seating ticket. It took me until the next day when i headed off to Shizuoka to figure out what the deal was.

When I got to Hiroshima, I couldn't help but feel a little nervous. It wasn't due to any fears related to navgation (i had a map, and besides, i had already managed well enough in Fukuoka); it was because of my paranoia about how i, and my striking resemblance to your standard american citizen, would be recieved by the people of the city (you know... because of the whole war thing, and a certain infamous event which you may or may not heard of). I learned pretty quickly though, that both my worries and feelings of ease we horribly invested. After leaving the station and walking around with all my things in the hot sun for about 15 minutes without seeing any recognizable landmark which were listed on the map, I decided to randomly ask a passerby. Mrs. Fujimori (something like that, but i'm almost positive i've forgotten her name), doing her best to contain her laughter, informed me that I had left on the wrong side of the station and would be required to retrace my steps. With sweat already pouring from my face, and my right knee about to give out, I took a moment of silence, envisioned destroying something expsensive in the middle of a field (office space style, of course), took a deep breath and hyped myself up for more fun in the sun. I thanked Mrs. Fujimori, and started heading out on my way. Just then, a car containing her husband pulled up. He waved at me, as if he already understood the situation, and Mrs. Fujimori quickly offered me and my burdensome luggage a lift. Thew drove me right to the door of my hotel. I don't know which supernatural figure i payed off, but I have been having some pretty good luck on this trip (don't worry, i just knocked on the biggest piece of wood i could find)... maybe it was that 20yen i threw at Buddha in Asakusa.

Once I got set up in my room, and took my second shower of the day, I decided to stroll around randomly. As I was passing the train station, I noticed multiple lines of hundreds of people, many in traditional robes (yukata for the women, ?name which i forgot? for the men) boarding buses. Eventually, my dangerously large curiosity kicked in, and I decided to ask someone. I learned that everyone was going to a summer fireworks festival. At that point, my dangerously large interest in fire and exploding things kicked in, and i hopped in line.

Hiroshima (and I'm assuming the rest of Japan) definitely does cut corners with their firework festivals. Delicious food and beer were available in copious amounts, live bands played, people sold trinkets and everyone had a grand old time. Then there were the fireworks. Lasting literally for an hour, they made Canada day in Edmonton look like a terriblly lame joke. Did you know that you can make crazy glasses, cats, and bursting semi-sphere designs with fireworks??? I sure didn't.

The next morning I became an all out tourist. I more or less checked out all the spots that the foreigner-friendly (english only) sidewalk signs/maps suggested i see. If it wasn't for the uneasy feeling i had the entire time i was in it, i would say that the peace park is an amazingly beautiful place. I ended up spending alot of time around the a-bomb dome. I soon realized that even the best photographs cannot even begin to convey the impact that place has on an individual when seen in person. While terribly, horribly, painfully cliched, it was quite the moving experience.

After leaving the park i was feeling pretty down. I decided to cross the street and mope around the Hiroshima baseball stadium where there appeared to be some sort of junior level baseball tournament going on. The long line of cheerleaders that crossed my path quickly lifted my spirits.

After that, I walked over to the Hiroshima castle and surrounding area and quickly checked it out. Again, a very impressive place, but by the time i got there I was kind of fed up with seeing the staple attractions and opted instead for some cheap ramen. I'll check out wikipedia for some additional information. Maybe I'll do it while eating cheap ramen, and relive both experiences.

and theennn...
picked up my gear, hopped on a train, and headed for shizuoka, where i am writing this now














kind folks with a car














firworks festival














guess where





























Peace park


















shrine for the dead (arch), and dome














A-bomb dome


















Hiroshima Castle

getting tore up and passing out in the hot sun (sort of.)

so i went on another adventure with kyle last friday. it was my last day in fukuoka so i thought i'd make it worthwhile. one of the many great things about japan is the abundance of convenience stores that sell two dollar tall cans of beer which can be consumed more or less wherever you please. In the case of kyle and myself, that place just so happened to be directly outside the Family Foods, accross the street from the bar/club that was selling it at twice the cost. It was a beautiful thing. Needless to say (or perhaps there is), i didn't sleep that night. Drinking establishments close here at six am, so we literally partied till the break a' break a' dawn.
-Eventhough I'm making efforts to avoid excessive exposure to english while here, rocking out with Kyle was definitely good times... oi! mite mite! sabishi-ne?!! *ringring*. harharhar. best of luck friend. digdigdig. see you when we get back.-

While drinking and shennanigans were an essential part of the evening, it wasn't a complete gong show. Before I met up with kyle, i went back to tenjin station to check out the musicians that i had seen the friday before. Again, I was so impressed. I listened to and talked with a super friendly guitarist named Kama. He was pretty happy that i was speaking japanese and that i liked his tunes, so when I bought his most recent LP, he gave me his other two discs as a gift.
...acts like that, combined with the general friendliness of people and the physical beauty of Fukuoka has made me fall in love with it. Somehow, I would love to return there and make it my home for a while.

After some post-bar aimless wandering, delicious convenience store fried chicken, and shit-shooting on the post office steps by the bus stop, i was off to my host family's house one last time. Got home at around half past seven, and was greeted at the door by pops. After a much needed shower, last minute packing, breakky, and some photos, I was ready to step out and be on my way to my next stop, Hiroshima. Ma and Pa had different plans however. While all i really wanted to do was pass out on the shinkansen, it was decided that I had to see a famous fukuoka park before i left. Exhausted, famished and still slightly inhibriated, i could barely contain my excitement at the thought of a multiple hour walk in thirty degree weather not to mention with a humidity rate of something like a million percent...ohhh boy! while i know they meant very well, their fast paced, (to my ears) incomprehensible discussions and indecisiveness caused me to nearly bite my tongue clean off on more than one occasion. as the day progressed however, i was able to shake off the day-after burnout and genuinely enjoy my final outing in Fukuoka. Seeing the giant koi battles as well as the old man getting mobbed by pigeons made the walk completely worthwhile.

Eventhough, I'm still having a blast, I already miss the city. I left Fukuoka a little wiser, a few cds richer (actually seven... their local music scene is too good to ignore), and filled with nothing but good memories. If i am ever to mysteriously dissappear, there is a good chance that I'll be found there. That, or I'll have been abducted by some disgruntled homicidal postman. Really.. its either or.














At GenkiJACS, Harumi-sensei, Evan (co-owner of the place), his wife Rie-sensei, moi, and Mika-sensei


















Yuki Tanaka


















Kama


















Fukuoka in the morning from inside a bus














the Haritas














Ohori Koen
































Giant koi. apparently the white ones are rare?














pigeon mugging











Fukuoka dome (right) and tower (left of center)


















host parents. steps of old stone fortress


















man-made river filled with lilly pads














for the ladies