Sunday, 23 October 2011
Fujikawa: motorway services are a cultural bridge?
Japan's services appear to be a cross between a kombini and a street market (and a coach stop). There are a healthy collection vending machines too of course. On a better day this one has a great view of Fuji ... on a better day ...
Kyoto Roadtrip
Our ridiculously capacious 'car' made the normally vehicle stuffing load look rather underwhelming in the corner of the boot. Surely we have forgotten something. Probably many things. The car is brimmed (re-gyu-raa, mantan onegaishimasu) - yeah, we failed to tackle the self-service petrol station last night, quite a shocking failure of something quite ordinary. Still, full service petrol stations ARE brilliant we think :)
It's raining, I hear the rustle of snacks and I'm very excited to see snow monkeys this week. I suspect there will be the odd temple too ...
Friday, 8 April 2011
Thank you Japan, are you trying to tell us something?
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| Post-quake, cakes still need eating, Ginza Cozy Corner, Yokohama |
The course of the next few days following this couldn't have been predicted before March 11th and hopefully will never be repeated either. I have new scales by which to measure fear, anxiety, relief and regret. I learnt things about myself that will probably prove useful in the future and will certainly have a profound effect on the direction of my life. These are all good things I suspect.
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| Taxi in cold and rainy Shanghai |
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| Pu-dong Airport, Shanghai |
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| Taxis outside Marriott Associa, Nagoya |
All that self imposed disruption to send the girls on an early holiday to Texas, and we were never really in any danger. Things fell, there are cracks in our apartment walls. The news scared us somewhat. The massive extraction of foreigners scared us more.
Even today with the lack of meaningful progress apparent at Fukushima Daiichi it's only caveman brain that has any objections to being here ... but gosh caveman brain is a powerful thing when you're shaken awake in the early hours.
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| Still beautiful, returning to bustling norm, Yamashita-koen, Yokohama |
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| Still beautiful, international port, Yokohama |
The only really scary thing left for me now is thinking how easy I have it and how just a few hundred kilometres away, thousands of people really have something to complain about - but it seems that in true Japanese style few are complaining. Those poor people who lost everything - lives, loved ones, entire families, friends, pets, homes, hometowns, futures - in many cases everything that we think of as important. Some face a unimaginable rebuilding effort. Some face an uncertain future with fears of never returning home safely. How do you start again when you lose everything - not just material posessions? The story of a elderly man losing his wife, children and grandchildren is too desperately sad to forget, certainly too difficult to fully comprehend.
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| Power saving? Yokohama |
When I sat shaking inexplicably after feeling the distant results of another big earthquake near Miyagi on the 7th April, I'm reminded that I've almost never had it so good. It's psychologically difficult and nothing more. Yokohama is as wonderful and safe as ever. It is a testament to Japanese resilience that within days things were almost back to normal. The trains are still probably the best in the world. Take that Britain.
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| Late in the day, perfect weather, Chinatown, Yokohama |
This weekend is perfect timing for seeing the sakura blossoming and if it wasn't pissing with rain there would presumably be at least a few hanami to observe too. Hoping for sun on Sunday, but on reflection it's not really too much of a problem to bear if I have to wait another year.
Looking forward from here the summer is likely to be extremely challenging of course. Electricity restrictions and their inevitable impact on air conditioning means that we might just have to deal with the brutal heat and humidity a little more directly than we had expected. That's a pretty small inconvenience relatively speaking though. I hope not to forget that in July ...
Saturday, 29 January 2011
Zoo, Driving and IKEA...
Friday, 21 January 2011
A nice week
Tuesday, 18 January 2011
NEVER touch the taxi door.
Sunday, 16 January 2011
Interesting observations...
Wednesday, 12 January 2011
life in the real world?
Monday, 10 January 2011
Monday - house of sick
Saturday, 8 January 2011
Sunday, that means extreme nausea, right?
Yesterday was quite productive and felt a little easier - probably because we returned to Minato Mirai which is both familiar and very friendly. We walked to, yes, yet more shops - JackMall. The way there from Queens Square / Landmark Plaza is beautiful, at least it is in the dark, with glowing lights in the paving and a very long reflection pool. The walk leads down to the new Nissan building - something I want to visit at some point.
We trawled ToysRUs for toddler essentials. It seems that the Japanese have a very strong fondness for shrimp, lets hope our children feel the same. Then we returned back home on the train, finishing with a walk through Chinatown from the Motomachi Chukagi Chinatown exit.
We are now just about 2-3 hours out of our normal time - so late bedtime for the children, but quite a normal wakeup. Hopefully today and tomorrow let us get the timing closer to 'normal' and everyone starts feeling a little more human. If I can avoid being sick all day, that is :(
Friday, 7 January 2011
Saturday, that means a lie in, right?
Incredibly we didn't wake up until nearly 11am. Incredible because with the children this almost never seems possible, indeed they normally seem to actively conspire against us.
Last night was a bit woeful, this morning we ate up all the food that we have left in the house for breakfast (brioche and toast then). This means that someone MUST go out and get some food, and today this means not only sourcing breakfast items for more than one day, but also some ingredients suitable for making dinner and lunch for a few days too. This is quite a lot more scary than either of us thought after seeing that we don't recognise a lot of things for sale and worse still can't ask for basic things (like slicing the bacon, for example). We will most likely, through a combination of having a profound language barrier and mutual embarrassment, end up with some pretty odd things for a while. It would be much funnier if it wasn't so alarmingly expensive ...
So by the end of today we should know what horrors we have secured from the supermarket. We should also hopefully have successfully caught the train to Minato Mirai and perhaps located another 100円 shop to get some more hangers and maybe some 4-way power strips (oh, we are so rock and roll) - OK perhaps not power strips from the 100円 shop. I'm actually hoping we don't find power strips and are forced to return to Yodobashi ...
We shall see, shan't we?
A lost day?
A busy day yesterday, productive in many ways and utterly frustrating in others.
We managed to go out with "only" 5000円 - about £40 / $60 at the current exchange rate. It was an accident, and a mistake. In the harshest lesson in how cash oriented the Japanese economy still is it was nearly all gone after lunch.
2000 buying a Suica payment card for the trains.
300 for a couple of train tickets (because we didn't have enough money to buy the two Suica cards we actually need AND lunch).
450 on an egg sandwich and water for the kids to share.
840 on some hangers in the 100円 store (actually, its a 100円 store, but who's counting?).
1000 on something for us to eat.
It goes fast!
We made it to the bank to set up our (my) account. Today this is looking like a smart thing to do first! We didn't make it to the ward office to complete the things that the relo agent should have told us we needed to do whilst there on Thursday. We did make it to Yodobashi Camera - YAY - to buy an iron (that Tokyo Lease forgot to supply) - BOO - and an Apple TV to make more sense of TV than we can with the Japanese satellite service.
We popped into the supermarket at Ishikawacho station on the way back thinking that it might just take card like the Union in Motomachi.
Nope.
So with the few remaining coins we had left we bought the only orange juice (and chocolate milk) we could afford and left.
The evening is probably best left undocumented. We live outrageously close to Chinatown. Should be easy to score some food quickly right? Lets just say that we need lessons in survival Japanese ASAP. Toast for dinner :(
Thursday, 6 January 2011
The end of a moving day
In a most efficient series of events we are in even managing to move our stupid number of suitcases across Yokohama without drama.
The excruciatingly extensive property inspection is complete. The temporary lease furniture delivered, beds made and
THE INTERNET IS CONNECTED.
Also, we are official, card carrying aliens.
On the down side, assembling a simple collection of necessary groceries - only sufficient to create one complete meal and a modest breakfast - proved troublingly expensive. I truly hope that we accidentally stumbled upon Yokohama's most expensive supermarket because otherwise ... well, otherwise I won't need to run to burn off calories :)
Perhaps it's so expensive because of the astoundingly fast packing they did for us (two people to a till), or because of the astoundingly intricate, but wasteful, packaging the products seem to come in.
Tomorrow? To the bank, to take account of things ...
Maybe a sneaky trip to Yodobashi ... maybe ... for essential supplies like power strips you see ...
Wednesday, 5 January 2011
Moving Day
Lies.
It is moving day though!
We are saying goodbye to the Pan Pacific (and it's extensive breakfast) and moving to our new apartment in Yamashita. The Pan Pacific was where we stayed when we first came to Japan to look round, and it is very weird being here with the children now. Somewhat less serene is possibly understating the feeling.
I suspect that neither the food nor the views will be as good from our new apartment, but it will be nice to have somewhere that is 'home' after over a month of having no such thing.
Little nervous about how the day will go, but fortunately the biggest bumps (aside from the children) should be smoothed by our relocation assistant.
The Japanese lesson for today was "Hello" and "Thank you" - daughter number one quite reluctant to speak Japanese for the same reason that Japanese people are reluctant to speak English. The irony is that she should not only fit in very well here as a result, but stands the greatest chance of all of us of becoming fluent ...












