Notes from Travelers In Japan

Today is Friday, and we are in Kyoto. Today, thanks to Samantha, we covered a lot of ground. The day started with a train ride to Nara where we visited "deer park" and several ancient temples there, including 1 with the largest Buddha in Japan. Mid-afternoon we took a train to Osaka to visit an old "castle"---quite spectacular in its architecture and location.

It is much cooler here than we anticipated. We even had snow flurries last night while we were walking down a narrow hillside street lined with shops. The cherry blossoms will be at their peak here in 2 to 4 weeks; we had been led to believe they were already in full bloom. But we've had beautiful blossoms on some of our touring with Greg and Sam closer to their own place.

...anyway, this is quite a wonderful visit....really couldn't be better. If any of you want to visit Japan in the next 2 years, Greg and Samantha are great guides!

--Maureen

Shanghai, Part 1

We've been too busy to sit down and write about what we've been doing, but suffice it to say that everyone has been having a wonderful time out here. We were in Shanghai over the last weekend through Tuesday, yesterday we drove down the eastern shore of Tokyo Bay, and today we're off to Kyoto on the bullet train. Like I said, busy. Anyway, here's our first batch of pictures from Shanghai. I'm sure there will be more to follow.


A market in the (still quite poor) old town.


Towers and a park near our hotel, in Huangpu.


The smog gives the buildings an otherworldly glow at night.


Pudong, as seen from across the Huangpu river. No, it wasn't foggy, the air quality is just crap.


Part of a very nice park where we sat in the middle of the day to enjoy green tea.


Bikes and rickshaws still account for a large percentage of traffic, although they're sharing the road with BMWs.

La Grande Fromage a Tokyo

Guest Blogger: The Onymous Guy

She, Who Must Be Obeyed, and I went to Ueno Park in eastern Tokyo yesterday. the cherry blossoms are just starting to emerge. We enjoyed walking through the park, and the sight of the boulevard leading up to National Museum was most charming.

We went to the National Museum and spent quite a bit of time in the archeologic section. It was just astonishing to look at inital Jomon period pottery more than 12,000 years old. So much old, old, old beautiful things.

Here are some pictures - no photos allowed in the museum.


Pagoda at Ueno Park


Edo era temple in Ueno Park.


Ueno Park prepares for the cherry blossom festival.


Cast bronze stipu in museum garden.


The garden at the Tokyo National Museum

Some of my cute kids

Today was the last day of the school year, so I snapped some photos of the kids at my school. They're all adorable.


Taketo, a mischievious, but very sweet first grader (as of today, a second grader).


Akane, one of the four girls who made up this last years second grade.


Daiki, now entering the 5th grade, and his little sister Yui, entering the 2nd grade, in front of their house.

More visitors soon

With my parents arriving Thursday, I really should be cleaning the house, but instead I'm wasting time on the computer while sipping a gin and tonic. But at least I felt enriched when I stumbled across an article in The Negi (hint: negi is Japanese for "onion").

Last Square Meter of Japanese Wilderness Found, Paved

Construction Ministry officials expressed excitement last Tuesday as they watched the nation’s last patch of wilderness get covered in concrete. The day also saw the unveiling of architect Daisuke Mori’s nationwide “Let’s Enjoy Wild” project, which uses plastic sheets and lights to “convey the peaceful aura of pure nature.”

“Some people are worried that this event will end the steady flow of irrelevant construction jobs and cash to rural Japan,” said Minister Kenichi Ebisawa; “but much of the concrete that we have already laid has become cracked from plant life desperately trying to push through. A second layer of concrete is obviously required.”

Scientists predict that by 2047, the combined weight of concrete will cause Japan to sink into the ocean. Undersea concrete reinforcing pillars are already being planned.

Pictures

Pictures from the weekend, as promised. Additionally, some photos from the drive Kate and I took down the Chiba coast on Saturday.


Kate admiring the Pacific just south of Kamogawa, on Saturday. 


The village of Kyonan, from Nokogiriyama (a mountain), on the Tokyo Bay side of the peninsula. 


The pile of brush the monks burned on Sunday. It made a big cloud of smoke. 


Spring cleaning for the soul. Our friend Darren preparing to follow others through the coals (photographed by Kate). 


Takeshita Street, in Harajuku. 


Cake-filled crepes. Cheesecake-filled, no less. These confections can only be found in and around Harajuku. 

Fire walker

Along with about 8 billion Japanese people, Kate and I walked on fire yesterday in Tokyo. It was surprisingly not hot, and afterwards the president of the temple (this is possibly a bad translation) prayed for me. The ceremony was kinda neat, and who doesn't like watching a ton of branches burst into flames? Plus, some old guy like burst into tears (of joy) when I had about a zillion of these crazy lotus shaped cards thrown at me by one of the priests. They are pretty sparkly gold so if you touch them it makes your hands look like you just crushed a fairy.

Our feet are blister free. I won't scan the cards.

We finished in Harajuku with cake-filled crepes.

Quiet Week

We all woke up a little early this morning and dropped Kate off at the airport before going to work. From there she took a train to Tokyo, where she got on the bullet train for Kyoto. She'll be staying in Kyoto until Thursday, when she goes to Hiroshima for a night. Friday she'll have a five-hour train ride back up here. In the meantime, it should be a normal work week for us.

A Socialist Sunday

Sunday was the (2nd) annual March-in-March, held by the Foreign Workers Caucus of our union, the National Union of General Workers, Tokyo Nambu (it looks cool in Japanese - 全国一般労働組合東京南部). The union guys were thrilled that Kate took time from her visit to march with us. They were also thrilled when Milli Chennel showed up (Milli and I went to high school together, for non-McMinnville people), since the company she works for isn't currently represented by any union members. Anyway, the rally started at Kashiwagi Park in Shinjuku at about 1:30, and the police showed up quick. Standard operating procedure here. I counted 10 or so officers, some standing by the entrances to the park and others walking through the crowd taking copious notes. It was a little intimidated, but that's just what police are like in Asia. After an hour or so of speaking and music, we marched out of the park and down some of the main streets of Shinjuku. We were a couple hundred strong this year, and it looked pretty impressive. Sam, Kate and I were all near the front of the march carrying big straw mats like the one you see Kate with down below.


Shinjuku, the western part of the "core" of Tokyo. 


Some dancers from Brazil kicked off our afternoon of socialism. 


Meeting of the McMinnvalids. 

Kate's Visit, Day 1

Kate set a fresh-off-the-plane record by staying up until 11:30pm and sleeping until the late hour of 8am. Future visitors, this is the standard to which you will now be held. It being the precious weekend, Sam stayed in bed a few hours longer while I took Kate to Shibayama Park, in the southern end of the town where Sam and I work.


"Is that bamboo?", she asked. 


The local pagoda. 

After the park visit, we met friends in Ikebukuro (NW Tokyo) and caked all we could cake. No pictures from that, unfortunately, but all five of us felt like we were falling into insulin shock within a half hour of sitting down. It was wonderful. Our final activity of the evening was a rather strange dance performance in western Tokyo. The theater we were in only held about 25 people safely, and there were 40 or so in the audience, so it was cramped. I kept thinking to myself, "the fire marshall in Oregon would shut this place down in a second", which somewhat detracted from the experience. The dance itself would be pretty hard to describe. Maybe Sam or Kate can do it justice. Anyway, that was our Saturday.

Kate's here.