Tuesday, February 11, 2014

Just one more...

Comin' at ya from Phuket, Thailand! Weather is beautiful. Done some cool stuff. I'll blog about it in April.


Right now though, I want to share a quote from the book I'm reading because it really hits home. I think probably most people can relate to this as well.

"Until a minute ago it felt so real, but now it seems imaginary. Just a few steps is all it takes for everything associated with it to lose all sense of reality. And me - the person who was there until a moment ago now - I now seem imaginary too."

Kafka on the Shore by Haruki Murakami


Here are some pics though from an elephant rescue center just outside Chiang Mai...

Baby elephant neck kisses


Monday, February 3, 2014

じゃ、またね

It's my last night in Japan. I started this post maybe two months ago and have made small edits to it along the way, but I just deleted most of that. I haven't really thought out how I want to organize this, so I guess I'll just make a list. Simply put, this is a list of things that I would not have been able to say a year ago.

1. Never before- not even in my small liberal arts college campus- have I felt safer than when I spent this year in Japan. Not even just in Matsue, either. I have felt safe all over Japan. I had no problems with the idea of traveling around by myself, because I knew that the majority of the people in this country are good people. Even those who aren't "good people" are unlikely to bother me. People are so helpful. During my trip to Kansai by myself, I was looking at a map, plotting my next move, and an old man stopped and asked if I needed help. That might not sound strange, but there are so many stories circulating of people who look at a train map looking a bit confused and someone will come along and ride with them until they get to their destination. I don't know where else that happens.

2. Maybe it's being an expat. Maybe it's living in a small city. Maybe it's expanding my horizons. Mostly, I don't know the reason. I have become close to some of the most fantastic people this year who have such different backgrounds than I do. Of course, I have my fellow ESL teachers who are mostly within 10 years of my age. Generally, we are somewhat similar because we were looking for something new outside of our country. Of course, from that group of people, I made some really amazing, life-changing friendships. Branching out from that, one of the first pieces of advice in Japan I was given was to become a regular somewhere. I became a regular at an Irish bar, truthfully at first solely because the bar tender was Canadian so I could talk with him. He ended up becoming one of the most special people in my life. I met so many different types of people at that bar and realized how different people can be. I also learned that not all friendships have to be based on the ability to converse with people. There were many people I saw so regularly and were friendly with who I never spoke a word to. One of my favorite people in Japan was a woman I met at the gym. She is 80 years-old and the sweetest woman ever. She and her husband invited me over to their house and I got to play with their grandchildren. Maybe I could call her a half-friend, half-grandmother.

3. Community is such an important thing. I got to know some of my neighbors and the people who work at the shops near my house. One of my neighbors became such a wonderful part of my life and I even got to visit her when she moved to a town about an hour and a half (on the fast train) away. I also got to know the woman who owned the flower shop around the corner from my apartment. One time she made me the cutest bento for lunch. Things felt so much safer when I knew the people who lived close to me.

4. The idea of family and home for me have changed so much. My family has grown so much over the past year. I have another place I will always call home.

5. I learned so much this year about the types of people I want to surround myself with. A lot of this came from the bar I frequented. Things there were fun. So many of the rules of society that I learned in America were nowhere to be seen there. Jokes and good times never stopped. It was there that I truly learned not to be afraid of being myself because I found people who truly appreciated me.

6. There is such a huge stereotype of Japanese people. I'll describe it. The typical Japanese man is a businessman. He works around 15 hours a day without asking for overtime pay. He falls asleep on the train on the way home. The typical Japanese woman is a housewife. She cooks food, cleans, and takes care of the children. She listens to her husband and has little power in the family. The typical Japanese child has their nose in the books, goes to cram schools after school, and is a part of various clubs. Their days begin very early and end very late. -- Although some of these statements are true for some, there are so many people I have met who are very much the opposite. I learned about how some people in Japan stereotype Americans. I once heard of someone whose windshield cracked and they temporarily fixed it with scotch tape, calling that "the American way to fix it." Stereotypes are lame!

7. Japanese food is so fantastic. Starting with sushi... to my American friends: real sushi in Japan is almost never a roll. Nigiri. Gunkan. This post is the only time I want to say that because it feels pretentious. It's so true though. American sushi is rarely relatable to that found in Japan. There are so many great kinds of food here. I only ever tried two things I didn't like - uni (sea urchin) and natto (fermented soybeans). I made a deal with myself when I left that I would try anything served to me, which I think may have been one of the best decisions I made.

8. This feels right to be the last one. I learned that I want to keep traveling. As long as I can, I want to travel and be involved with international people. I think that seeking out experiences in different cultures can be such a fulfilling thing. My time in Japan has been so wildly different than anything I could have imagined. The values, traditions, how the culture is tied in with everything is so fascinating to me. Even the way the language is composed- I feel like I can sense a relationship with how people act. It feels quite different and beautiful.

I lived only one year in another country and learned so much. I can't wait to learn so much more from my future intercultural experiences.


Tomorrow I set off to Thailand, where I will travel through Chiang Mai, Pai, and Phuket for two weeks. After that, I will head to Goa, India where I will stay for five weeks and get certified to be a yoga instructor. By the end of March, I will be back stateside, and by April 1st, I will be home. I hope to be able to keep up with posts while I am abroad, but I may have to live in the moment instead.

I hope anyone who has read my blog has enjoyed reading about my adventures and maybe learned something. I'm hoping to keep blogging somehow in the future, so I'll keep you updated.

Sayonara!

Happy Merry Christmas and an Indonesian New Year

--> Just so you don't think I've been totally neglectful, I wrote this post a few weeks ago, but have been so busy with moving out that I didn't have time to add pictures. I hope they're worth it!


Friends! Congratulations on making it to 2014! Before talking too much about the year of the horse, let's take it back to Christmas, yeah?

It makes sense that Christmas didn't really feel like Christmas this year. I posted on Facebook on Christmas eve that it felt like any other Tuesday, which I got the most conquering responses from my fellow expats. Taking time to think about everything that Christmas was for me before this year, I realize there would be no way to get any of that. Starting with the media, social or not, I saw only Japanese ads on YouTube and don't watch TV. Back home, there are holiday commercials and movies on starting before Thanksgiving. In stores, there are massive holiday sales, and everyone is pushing you to buy more. I'm glad I missed out on that this year. Something that was interesting in Japan was that everything was themed for Christmas. I guess when there isn't a big mix of different religions pushing to be recognized and worries about stepping on others' feet, they can just focus on one religion. I'm not sure how much is taught about religions in schools in Japan, but I imagine that since almost the whole society is either Shinto, Buddhist, or practices a combination of the two, (or kindof nothing) it may not matter as much.

My Christmas was essentially just like any other day. I had normal business hours the whole week. I did teach maybe my favorite adult student, a really funny and colorful man, and a really sweet 6 year old boy. After work, I went with my American coworker and her husband to a really good brick oven pizza place and chowed down on 2 pizzas, risotto, and a salad between the three of us. Crazy good, so much food. After, I celebrated with some cake and drinks at my favorite bar with some friends. I am glad I had the experience of a non-traditional Christmas because it helps me realize what parts of the holiday mean something to me and what doesn't. I Skyped with the fam later that night - they had 14 people over for brunch! Maybe for some 14 isn't so much, but my family is not so big so that was a lot.

The Saturday after Christmas was our first day off of the holidays and in Matsue we were graced with maybe an inch or two of snow! I ran and played through it - and got some stares from local children - on my way to the station to catch my 8:40 am bus to Osaka to get on a flight to BALI! My first lesson learned was that flying through the Shanghai airport needs a long layover. Probably always. The flight was late getting to Osaka, so we were 2 hours late into Shanghai. After a less-than-comfortable jog through the airport, I made it to the gate with about 5 minutes to spare. Somehow I got mixed up and the flight arrived an hour later than it was scheduled to. That means that when I arrived at the hostel finally by 5 am, I had an hour and a half to shower and sleep before the shuttle to the fast boat came to pick us up. Us will refer to me and my best friend. The fast boat took us 2 hours to Gili Trawangan, one of the three Gili islands off the coast of the main island of Bali. We finally arrived at our hostel on the island somewhere around 2 pm on the 29th and fell asleep quickly. We spent the next 3 days wandering the island, sitting on the beach (in the shade these days... tan versus skin cancer is no longer a debate to me), playing in the ocean, getting massages, riding bikes, eating good food, and avoiding the horse-drawn maniac-driven carts that were all along the main road. Almost it was cool to see the horses everywhere, but if you look closer they looked super hot and were sometimes foaming at the mouth. Kinda messed up. One highlight was the night food market where there were many stalls of delicious pancakes and other food. My favorite was a stand that was almost cafeteria-style where we walked up and pointed to different trays of food that looked good and they charged us by how many things we got. That night was fun because about halfway through the meal, the power on the island went out for about 5 minutes. And it started to rain a little. But hey- it's an island. No need to worry. The New Year celebration itself was a good time. We had a nice dinner with some tuna steak and coconut shrimp to finish off the year, then headed over to a rooftop party. Having attended a small liberal arts college, my experience with frat parties is pretty limited. This, however, was undoubtedly the equivalent. Certainly not bad, just not the kind of thing I would do on a regular basis. The next morning, we caught our boat back to Bali. This was an unfortunate journey because a storm was coming in so the 2 hour ride was very wavy and we had to close the windows because water was spraying everywhere. Wild! I was really glad no one lost their lunch though. Once we arrived, a shuttle took us to our homestay in Ubud. It was a really sweet little place with very nice staff. We spent that night wandering a little bit, but were mostly too tired to do much (besides eat a lot of delicious food, of course). The next day, we went to something with a name like Ubud Palace which I think is where the royal family still lives. We also made it to the monkey forest and shopped around a little more. I bought three bottles of the most delicious chili sauce and tried to bring it on the plane, but it was confiscated. So sad.

My flight was scheduled for early the next morning, so I made my way to the airport around 11:00 pm. I made it through security and everything, but the airport was very unorganized and the flight was late. I was sitting next to the screen so I could watch it to learn what gate to go to, and a lady who was going to be on the same flight came and sat next to me. I'll let you know it was about 3:00 am by now - not necessarily when I'm the most chatty. I wasn't rude though, of course. She was a big-time complainer from LA and I was wondering if she would ever say something positive when someone else walked by in front of us. She quickly says something like "Oh- that's ______. He's really interesting. I'm going to go talk to him" and left! Needed a little ice for that burn. They did end up coming over to visit after a while, but she was some kind of rude. After delays and expected insanity in Shanghai, I made it to Osaka. I stayed in a hostel that was pretty small to begin with, and was even smaller when they fit three bunk beds into a 6-tatami mat sized room. Got home the next afternoon and proceeded to not pack (what I should have done, as I had a month left. That was saved for the last week... few days of living in Matsue).

Night market

The main road on Gili T. No motorized vehicles, just horses.


Remains of a homestay probably washed away during a big storm.

New Years Parade

Temple in Ubud

These offerings were everywhere. Nice to smell so much incense. 



Monkey Forest

Cool band we saw the last night.


Next up, looking forward to some travel through Thailand before heading to my 4 week yoga teacher training course in Goa, India. I'll try to keep up with some posts while I'm away, but no promises. I don't want to be on electronics all of the time.