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Last Blog From Japan [Jul. 23rd, 2007|03:14 pm]
[Current Location |Kyoto, Japan]

Ya’ll’ve been asking for a blog, so here one is.
I’ll start in the past and work up until now. This will probably be my last blog in Japan as my internet will go before anything too interesting happens. I’ll write a conclusion blog back in the US.
I guess the first notable thing sense last I blogged was my class got to meet a Maiko. For those who don’t know, a Maiko is an apprentice Geiko (Geisha). To be a Maiko you must be under 20. This Maiko was only 17. She was dressed like you’d expect, white face, crazy Geiko hair, and a really nice blue Kimono. I didn’t take any pictures but other people did, so I’ll find one somewhere.
My fear was that she was just going to do her Geiko stuff, dancing slowly and what not, and bore us all to death. But she only did two dances and even though they looked really simple, they were quite complex when you saw how she did them in a kimono. But after the two dances, which were not too bad, we just got to talk to her, which was awesome. I think very few people get to just sit around with a Maiko and just talk to her about life. We found out that she saw a TV show about Geiko when she was young and then wanted to become one, completely against the will of her parents. She is from Gion, the old entertainment district in Kyoto, and is thus very special as being a Gion Maiko is very very rare. And although she costs ¥30000/hour (~$250) to entertain, she sees very little of it. She lives at the Geiko house, her food and clothes are provided for her, and she gets a little bit of spending money. She has a day off 2 Sundays a month. During that time she can wear a T-shirt and skirt or whatever like every other girl, but she has to keep her hair like it is, so I guess there’s no hiding that she’s a Maiko. She also said that the book and film “Memoirs of a Geisha” is complete fiction and any accuracies are coincidental. That it was made to entertain western audiences, not teach about Geisha. Sorry to anyone who read/saw it and thought they’d learned something about Japan.
Let’s see, not much after that. Just class. There was the big “F” scare. Last semester I got all A’s and B’s. I was told before I came to Japan that a study abroad is usually a GPA padder and not to expect grades to be a big issue. But this semester my grammar and writing Japanese class, my primary one, was way too hard. Not that it was above my level, but the way the class was taught was completely against my style of learning. Usually, if you always go to class, always do your homework, and study, you have no risk of failing. F’s are for the kid that never comes to class and juts doesn’t care. But I was looking at an F because of my bad test scores. In this class, tests made up 60% of the grade (usually tests only make up 25%-30% of the final grade). The other 40% was home work and attendance. Well, my scores on the first two tests were 52% and 50%, both Fs. I studied hard for both of them, but the detail to which we had to know everything, and the sheer bulk of stuff we had to know, on top of those confusing test style questions made me getting a good grade out of the question. For example, a question might be something like “According to the Japanese Meteorological Society, statistics and significant data collected during various experiments, including field and lab experiments, concluded that there is a (really/much/quite/very/subtle/usually/possibly) high chance of a major meteorological event taking place within the next 60 years.” I’d have to read that sentence, in Japanese, and choose which word in the brackets best fits. So I’d pick “very” as “really” doesn’t really sound as scientific or something, even if it means about the same thing. So yeah, hard tests. So I was looking at an F unless I could do better on the final test, for which I had no real reason to think I would do better. So I talked to the teachers who just said “study harder”. I wrote some letters to the program describing my disappointment with the program (not only was I failing, but I also wasn’t learning very much Japanese from the classes because the teaching style was, well, lacking in teaching). I was able to get an essay section put on the final test, which many students said they liked. And with some luck, I got a 74% on that final test meaning I didn’t fail the class, I didn’t fail the SKP program (which I would have had I failed that test) and I think I can still get my Japanese minor. I guess I’ll get a C in the class, which is really bad for my GPA, but hey, what can I do? The class average for that final test was 63.2% so I got almost 11 points more than the average. So yay for me. I’m still upset with the program, and I hope my letter writing makes a difference in years to come. My Japanese has improved a lot sense I got here, even though it doesn’t feel like it. I think just living in Japan did that, the class only helped a little. I’m pretty sure I got A’s in all my other classes, including oral Japanese, but I won’t know until October what those grades really were. Bottom line, I passed. Graduation is in about an hour and a half from now, I look forward to a party afterwards.
Oh yeah, and 3 of my friends came to Japan to visit me…..at the worst time possible. Haha, sorry guys, not your fault, just bad luck. So on the 4th of July I met my two friends from high school and boy scouts, Daniel and Jim, and Jim’s wife Lindsay who I know from Camp Royall (the Autism summer camp that I have been working at in the summers). The bad timing comes in that they left on July 17th and July 18th was my last final exam. Meaning all of my other finals, papers, presentations, etc. were all during the time my friends were here. I got done what I could before they go here, but it was still a really busy two weeks, but a fun two weeks. Here’s what we did:
We did the usual Kyoto stuff, temples, shopping district, down town, beers by the river, etc. We also took a few day trips. We went to Nara and did the Nara thing. You can read my blog about my parent’s trip to Nara to see what my friends and I did. There’s sort of a Nara trip you do. We went to Hiroshima, my first time there. It was great. We only did a day trip, but we saw the best two parts. First, the A-Bomb stuff including the famous dome that still stood after the bomb was dropped and the museum. After that we headed over to Miyajima which has the famous orange archway out in the water. We spent the afternoon and early evening there looking at beach stuff and deer. Great trip all in all, got some good pictures. The other big trip we took was to Tokyo. This was my first time back in Tokyo sense I was there as an AFS exchange student in 2002. I get the feeling I enjoyed it more than my friends. I had a nice walk down memory lane and took in a lot of the amazing Tokyo environment that I have read so much about. It was raining the whole day and I think that bothered my friends a bit as they didn’t like walking around in the rain. We made a loop around the Tokyo loop line, making stops at the Imperial Palace, Ueno, Akihabara, Shinjuku, Harajuku, and Shibuya. We had eel for dinner, my favorite, in Ueno. My favorite place is Harajuku because it’s so full of young life and expression. My friends liked the eel the best, maybe because it was good, or maybe because it wasn’t in the rain. Anyway, you’ll have to ask them how they felt about it, I can only say how I liked it. Jim and Lindsay also took a day trip to Nagoya to watch Sumo. They said that was the best part of their trip, but you’ll have to ask them about it.
On Saturday I had a big Osaka day. Got to Osaka around 3pm and was there until 6am the following morning. Lots of walking through the big shopping districts. Spent the night hanging out on the main nightlife road. Didn’t spend much money, but had a good time anyway. I’ll have to come back to Japan with a job sometime.
That brings us to now. One week of now class and lots of getting ready to go home. I have to say goodbye to people, pack, clean, and figure out what to do with all of my stuff that I don’t want to take home (other than everyday garbage, if you want to throw something away like a TV or a table or a lamp you have to pay. A TV is about $25 to throw away. I’d rather give it away than pay $25, and I’ll see if I can’t sell it first. Hard part is getting all of this stuff to a thrift store. Maybe by taxi). My feeling is this. I’m going to miss Japan and I’d really like to stay. It’s not that I don’t want to go home, I want to see everyone and I’m really looking forward to a year in DC, but that doesn’t make leaving Japan any easier. It’s the end of a chapter and seeing the end makes you realize all you take for granted.

Bad news about pictures. Yahoo photos is shutting down so I haven’t uploaded any new pictures. When I get back to the US I’ll find another photos program to upload my pictures to, but it will be an all afternoon project to do so I won’t do it here. But if you get a chance to see me while I’m home, just ask, I’ll show them to you.
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Recent Events [Jun. 4th, 2007|11:20 am]
[Current Location |Kyoto, Japan]

This week was good, here’s what I did:
Thursday night was another Universal Language concert. You might remember a blog about that a while back. Anyway, this time I went to take pictures! I also went with two Japanese friends, one of them being the girl I met in Qingdao. Wasn’t as big a turnout as last time, but I met some interesting people. First, a guy from Argentina who told me all about being a traveling musician. It’s a full time job, between performing, practicing, advertising, making connections, and everything else you have to do to sell yourself as a musician. He played this 10 stringed, South American instrument. He seemed very interested in meeting some Japanese girls. I translated between him and my friend (the one not living in Qingdao) as she explained how to go about getting dates with Japanese girls. The next person I met was a young woman who had been living in South American for 4 years. She now sells art that she made from things she gathered while she was there. Very interesting life, sounds like lots of fun and hard work.
Saturday night was a big party by the river. This was a great idea because you can make as much noise as you want, you can stay as late as you want, there are lots of other Japanese people there to talk to, as many people as you want can come, and most importantly, it’s cheap. If you want a beer, you just go spend ¥150 for one at a local convenient store vs. ¥500+ at a bar. We were there from about 4pm until, I don’t know, I went home at 2am. As the weather gets warmer, I hope to do it more.
On Sunday morning, I got a call from the woman I met on the boat going to Shanghai. She lives in Tokyo, but she was visiting some friends in Kyoto. She invited me to join her at a theatrical show called “Playback Theatre”. It’s a kind of Improv theatre, but unlike the Improv I’ve seen before, it’s not meant to be funny. It’s meant to be emotional. Someone from the audience, usually an older person, would come on stage and tell a story from their childhood. Then they choose which actors will play what parts, themselves, parents, friends, siblings, etc. Not all of the actors are used, and it’s the left over actors who are most interesting. Their role is fluid between one-dimensional side characters and emotions. Yeah, they play emotions. They kind of slide between tangible people that the characters can interact with to just background noise, action, and display of emotion. Someone might just cry, or act like wind, say some phrase over and over again, or whatever the actor chooses to do to display the emotion. Very odd, lots of contortion, but quite interesting and VERY Japanese. I was quite excited to see some real, contemporary Japanese culture manifested in art. The class I take on Japanese culture is just about ikebana, origami, geisha, green tea, haiku, and all of that other stuff that just as much novelty to day-to-day Japanese people as it is to us (a glamorized sheet over the real culture, in my opinion).
After the show, I met with a lot of the actors. Many of them were friends of the woman I met on the boat. I got some numbers and have been invited to attend some workshops in Playback Theatre in the future.
The woman treated me to my ticket, and it cost her twice what she had expected, so I treated her to dinner. We went back to my apartment and we had spaghetti. She’s a very interesting woman. While I was cooking I offered to let her look through my pictures which is what people usually like to do while I’m cooking or cleaning. But she refused. She said they were records, pieces of the past, and not her past. That she had no interest in dwelling in things in the past, or concerning herself with the future. She just wanted to watch me cook because that’s what was going on in her life at that moment and she doesn’t want to ignore the present for other points in time. Odd, but I guess she’s happy that way. We talked a while about Japanese society and how it compares to China or the US. She gave me some herbal tea that was really good. It was just two big leaves, had I not been told it was tea I would never had known.
Well, now it’s Monday, another week ahead of me. Hope it’s exciting.
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Failure follow up and fun with esophageal sphincters [May. 23rd, 2007|11:38 am]
[Current Location |Kyoto, Japan]

I have recently gotten a few emails from people concerned about me due to my last blog entry. I’d like to say that I’m much better now.
Going out with some friends after I got back from camp helped a lot. One Korean girl I was with, who is in the top class in the program I’m doing, says even she only understands about 50% of what the kids here say. Later that night I was talking online with a Japanese girl I met here. I was able to tell her all about my weekend in Japanese and why I felt so bad. Being able to talk to a Japanese person about it in Japanese really helped me feel better. So thanks for the emails, and remember, if you write me I’ll write you back, so don’t think I’m blogging to avoid writing emails.
I forgot to tell another funny/weird story in my last blog, so I’ll tell it now. It’s all over and done with, so don’t worry about me, I’m ok.
A few weeks back I felt something uncomfortable in my throat. It felt like I had only half way swallowed some food. It wasn’t too bad at first, but then it got worse and it kind of hurt. I went to the doctor to have a look, but he couldn’t see anything wrong with my throat. It was more my esophagus that had a problem. So he sent me to a hospital to have my esophagus and stomach looked at. That was fun! To do that they had to stick a camera down my throat and into my stomach. The camera was a long black tube about as big around as a dime. They tried to give me a shot of pain killer beforehand, but anyone who knows me well know I don’t really do needles, so I had it done without any kind of painkiller. Talk about uncomfortable. The doctor had it in there for about 5 minutes. The end result, a bunch of neat pictures of my throat and stomach that I’m sure I can use to pick up girls. “Hey, wanna see my lower esophageal sphincter?” is a great pickup line. Speaking of my lower esophageal sphincter, that’s what my problem is. I have had problems with acid reflux for a few years now, and now take some medicine to block acid producers in my stomach. I had thought that my stomach just created too much acid (as heartburn is caused by too much acid in the stomach), but as it turns out I just have a weak lower esophageal sphincter that won’t close all the way. So no matter how little acid is in my stomach, some can always get out and into my esophagus, which causes problems in the long run (like my throat). So I was told just to cut down on some things, mainly: soda, coffee, alcohol, spicy foods, and fried foods. I told the doctor “man, why don’t you just put the internet, video games, sex, sunlight, and joy on that list”. He didn’t get the joke. So now I’m trying to cut back on those things and I’m doing better. I have another pill I can take before I drink coffee or beer or something that can prepare my stomach for it. The doctor said that my problem is very uncommon in people my age and that it may require surgery much later on in life, but I won’t worry about that now. I’m doing fine. Also, thanks to my $15/month national health insurance ($5 of which I get back every month making it more like $10/month) all of this fun medical stuff was free. Yay socialism!
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Failure [May. 20th, 2007|07:44 pm]
[Current Location |Kyoto, Japan]

Sorry, but not all of my blogs can be good. At the moment I am overrun with shame, I haven’t felt this bad in a very long time. I’ll explain:
Out of partially my mother’s request, but mostly out of my own desire to make friends and meet interesting people, I signed up to be an AFS volunteer (AFS is the exchange student organization that I went to Japan with and through which my family gets its exchange students). I hadn’t done much with it, but this weekend was the spring volunteer summer camp. Summer camp, yay, that should be fun, right? I expected games and activities with some AFS students and the other Japanese volunteers, but that’s not what this was. This was training camp for AFS volunteers. As most of you probably don’t know, AFS Japan is run by young people. The people who find host families, fundraise, advertise, plan events, execute events, organize orientations, and do all that stuff that AFS volunteers do are college kids about my age. Some of the really high AFS Japan office staff look to be in their late 20s, but the Kyoto staff is all college students. It’s a big job, and one that requires fluency in Japanese.
As of late, I’ve been hanging out with Japanese people, talking on the internet in Japanese, and just trying to use it when I can. I was feeling pretty full of myself about it before this camp. I am able to communicate just about any idea with people if they are trying to understand what I’m saying. I am also starting to be able to make jokes in Japanese. So when I first met with the AFS volunteers to go to camp, it was great. But the first thing we did was split into 3 groups and play a game. It was name that tune…that JAPANESE tune. Even if I recognized some of the songs as being one’s I’d heard before, I had no idea what they were called or who sung them. I was useless and our team lost because every time it was my turn, I’d lose. This meant we would get a handicap in future games. Well, at least we were playing games, right? Nope, what summer camp means is everyone meets at a camp and spends 2 days having a series of hour to two hour long discussions or lectures about AFS as an organization, activities, duties of an AFS volunteer, and anything else an AFS volunteer might need to know. This was all conducted in very fast, teenage, Kansai Japanese. One girl talked non-stop for 10 minutes without ever formally finishing a sentence. Also, Japanese tends to avoid subjects in a sentence, so if you don’t know what they are talking about to begin with, you’re never going to figure it out later on. And in may cases, everyone else knew the subject of the discussion before it even started so no subject was ever stated in any sentence. Needless to say, although I heard many words I knew and many grammar constructions I had learned, I wasn’t able to understand anything that was being talked about, much less participate in a discussion. If a question that takes 10 minutes to ask leaves a room full of experienced AFS volunteers silent, there’s no way I’m going to have any valid input. I was a total 5th wheel. Well, it was mostly just boring until the end of the first day when people started to catch on that I didn’t understand anything that anyone said. As soon as that fact came out, they no longer treated me like an equal, and I became “an issue”. I had to be accommodated. For the rest of the camp, I was continually harassed by people assigned to “help” me. People started asking me questions in English, asking me if I understand everything, started leaving me out of activities and chores that everyone else was expected to do, started asking me stupid questions for the sake of trying to make me feel included like “so what do you usually do on the weekends?” There was always one or two people, among a few of the higher ups, who would take turns between doing what they were there to do and “Scott duty”. Rather than helping or adding to the camp, I just became another thing to be dealt with, and seeing that this was a once-a-year activity of extreme importance to the organization of AFS Kyoto, I just felt ashamed. I was ashamed that I had led them to believe that I could actually speak Japanese, I felt ashamed that I took up people’s time and efforts, I was ashamed suddenly everyone was “worried about me”. I became that child/guest that you become when you are in Japan and can’t “take care of yourself”. And for some reason, the worse I felt the worse my Japanese got and so the bigger deal I became. After that I resigned as an AFS volunteer, sorry mom. I didn’t bother to think that it would be more than just fun and activities. I didn’t think that I might have a big responsibility and that not speaking fluent Japanese might hinder me from being able to fulfill that responsibility. At this point I don’t think any of them think I have anything to add, but can’t tell me to go away because that’s not OK in Japanese culture. I guess they were all prepared to just treat me like another one of the exchange students, but that’s not what I volunteered for. I wanted to help, but I couldn’t. I filed.
In other humiliation news, I was asked to play my Erhu again at some event at Rits. I don’t know why I agreed to play again, after I was so bad at the international students music festival. The other musicians were skilled and knew what they were doing. I got up there and screeched out a few kids songs on my Erhu. I was so embarrassed. You know you are bad when every feels the need to come tell you “you were good, it wasn’t that bad” after you finish. No one had to say that to the other musicians, that went without saying. As with the students music festival, I turned down the money they tried to pay me for “my time”. I felt bad enough without walking off with someone’s $30 for humiliating myself.
So, if you can’t tell, I’m not in the best of moods right now. But my life hasn’t been so terrible all the time. I have made a few decent friends that I hang out with, at least twice a week. Even with my poor Japanese, I can still go out and have light conversation and joke around with someone, as long as it’s not serious. There are several people I only speak Japanese with, even if it’s not “how do you go about finding out what is troubling your exchange student and what might be some signs of discontent?” I guess it was just an awakening at a time when I felt I had made great progress to see how much father I still have to go. It’s like exhausting yourself to climb a huge mountain and when you get to the top, out of breath, you see that you still have the entire range ahead of you. I’ll be ok, just not feeling the best right now.
I went out with some Norwegians on the 17th of may. We watched a short tourist film for Japanese people about Norway and drank beer every time one of the Norwegians said “now THAT’S Norway!” I’ll just try not to think about AFS and concentrate on what’s going well. I just hope they don’t throw some fit about me quitting. I kept telling them, it’s not their fault I can’t speak Japanese.
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News [Apr. 16th, 2007|02:21 am]
The Prime Minister of China came to Rits on Friday
http://newsinfo.inquirer.net/breakingnews/world/view_article.php?article_id=60260

There was the biggest earthquake I have ever felt today. No buildings falling down, but stuff fell off my shelves. It shook and made a loud noise for maybe 10 seconds.
http://abclocal.go.com/wls/story?section=nation_world&id=5210951
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Photos [Apr. 14th, 2007|05:56 pm]
Sorry, I forgot to tell you where the new photos are. I made a new folder called "Spring". It's just like "Fall", but in Spring. It's pictures of Spring time stuff in Kyoto, but not of people. Pictures with people will be in the Kyoto folder.
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久しぶり [Apr. 14th, 2007|05:50 pm]
[Current Location |Kyoto, Japan]

Title: Hisashiburi = Long time no see. It has been a while, I think this is my first blog posting since I got back from Taiwan. Lots to cover.
My family came the 2nd week of March with family friends, the Hollowells. If you know them, then I’m sure you heard all about the trip. If not, then you probably don’t care too much so I’ll just summarize.
The first thing I did was go to the wrong airport to pick them up. I knew they were flying into Osaka, and they told me the Osaka airport, so I naturally think Kansai International Airport, which is the airport for Osaka. I find out later that Osaka actually has 3 airports and I didn’t know which one they were going to. Having to guess, I picked the big, international one. But my family came first to Tokyo, then took a local flight to Osaka, so they came into Osaka Airport, a local airport that I didn’t even know existed until that day. So it took forever to get to Kansai International, and then another forever to get back to Osaka Airport. We got into Kyoto very late, and everyone was grumpy (can’t see why) and I’m a horrible person, and I ruined everything. If it weren’t for Masahito, our old exchange student who was there to meet my family with me, we’d all be laying dead in a Japanese gutter somewhere (or maybe something less extreme). Anyway, I had to make it up some how.
Aside from missing the Shinkansen (bullet train) to Nagoya to see Masahito’s family due to a lying bus driver and a dead cell phone, there weren’t any other huge problems (missing the Shinkansen wasn’t a huge problem, we took the one that left 20 minutes later).
The trip was: 2 days in Masahito’s home town in Gifu prefecture. A day and a half in Kyoto, a day trip to Himeji Castle and Kobe for dinner (where we ate Kobe beef), a day trip to Nara (Nare-Rah) to see the deer and old buildings and giant Buddha and let’s not forget some of the oldest roof tiles in Japan!, and one last day in Kyoto before we all went to Osaka for a last dinner together. My family got up early the next day to fly home, I went back to Kyoto to celebrate St. Patrick’s Day with my friends (and I won a free Jack Daniels T-Shirt). All in all, I’d say the good slightly outweighed the bad. The pictures from their visit have been up on my Yahoo page for a while now.
The next few weeks I just spent studying and getting things ready for the new semester. I redecorated my room, making it more comfortable. I got a TV (for free) from a friend who didn’t want it. Some nice lamps and pillows make my room a place people might actually want to be in. I met up with some friends, went out, had good times.
Just before school started (last weekend) Japan celebrated Hanami (flower viewing). The cherry blossoms are out everywhere, and there are some special places to go view them. I went some of the Japanese students to Arashiyama which is just outside of Kyoto city. Arashiyama is really just a ncie tourist attraction with many old shops, temples, a river, a park, and lots and lots of sakura trees. There is also a monkey park where you can go look at wild monkeys and feed them peanuts. After that the group went back into Kyoto and headed to Kiyomizutera, which along with Kinkakuji is Kyoto’s most famous temple. Usually it closes around 5pm, but for Hanami it’s open until 9:30 with lights shining all over the trees and structures. It’s really amazing. I have some great pictures of that.
The next two nights I went to Nijo Castle with friends to do Hanami there. Nijo is also open until 9:30 with lights during Hanami. It’s not as amazing as Kiyomizudera, but still nice. The first night I went with a Chinese friend who speak Japanese but not much English. Great practice, we had coffee afterwards and talked for a long time in Chipanese (a combination of the two). The next night I went with some of my Vietnamese friends, my closest of which I met at the Kyoto Foreign Students Music Festival, who invited me to the Christmas party, and who I met in Ho Chi Minh City this past break. She and some other Vietnamese came with me to see Nijo.
Classes started this week. I got into C level Japanese, which means I’ll be learning new things. C level would be Advanced Intermediate Japanese. It finishes off the grammar needed for daily life in Japan including casual and formal speech. From here, it’s just learn new vocabulary and characters or go into particular grammatical fields such as formal writing, business Japanese, newspaper Japanese, etc. Good skills to know if you are planning to do business in Japan or if you are a Japanese Major, but as Japanese is just a branch of my core interest I should probably improve my Chinese before I start worrying about perfecting all aspects of my Japanese. Being able to speak to people, read, and communicate is all I really want to learn at this point, and C level class should help me achieve that goal.
I really liked my speaking and listening teacher last semester, but the university let her go to avoid having to give her tenure. Super lame, but my new teacher might be even better. She understands that there is more than one way to learn how to speak Japanese, and that a bored class isn’t going to learn anything. Last Thursday during group discussions, one girl mentioned that she had a Japanese boyfriend and the teacher ran over to girl-talk about him, asking for pictures and what not as thought they were in high school or something. Maybe off the topic at hand, but real life isn’t based around set topics. Everything happened in Japanese, and we all want to express ourselves in Japanese. Should learn something in that class as well.
As for my other classes:
-Welfare in Asia – a bunch of Japanese girls and I research social welfare issues in a country (we have China) and give a presentation to the class.
-Welfare in Asia in Japanese – the teacher of Welfare in Asia, a personal favorite of mine who got to know me last semester, let me join his regular class on Mondays. I’m the only foreigner in the class because, well, it’s not offered to foreigners. I’m not technically in the class, but I participate the same. Same kind of idea, but this class only looks at Vietnam, Malaysia, and Singapore (I’m in the Vietnam group). Once again, a bunch of Japanese girls, one Japanese boy, and I research and present on welfare issues in that country. But this time it’s all in Japanese. I understand about 75% of it, so I should do fine. The students seem eager to have me in their class, as well. I was afraid they would be resentful of the foreigner who can’t speak perfect Japanese who is holding their group back.
-Service Learning I – kind of like my Service Learning II class last semester, which I really liked, but it has to be different somehow, right?
-Special Studies IC – odd name, but it’s a class about refugees in Japan. Quite interesting.
-Japanese Society – why wouldn’t I take this class? And the teacher said he was surprised to see so many students show up for it. You don’t offer a class called “Japanese Society” and not expect that every foreign student interested in Japan to be there. He jokingly said he should have called the class “boring topics no one is interested in”. Real funny guy, Australian Citizen, grew up in Japan, is half Japanese, has a PhD in French Literature, has no qualifications to teach a class called “Japanese Society”. But the guys’ a hoot and I’m sure he’ll make it worth my time to come in last period on Friday.
Well, that’s about it. Pictures from everything should be up. I’ll try to keep you all more posted from now on. I just knew that writing this would take a big block of time, and the longer I waited the larger block of time it needed. It’s Saturday, got nothin’ to do, so I’m writin’ a blog.
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Pictures are up [Mar. 19th, 2007|06:00 pm]
I have put up my pictures from my spring break in China, Vietnam, Singapore, and Taiwan. Also posted are the pictures from my family's week here in Japan. I also found some older pictures from Kobe and Osaka that I hadn't posted. Have a look.
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Home Agian...Kinda [Mar. 8th, 2007|10:40 pm]
[Current Location |Kyoto, Japan]

Just writing to say I'm safe, back in Kyoto. It was a long day of travel from Tainan this morning. It was a great trip. Now I have one day to rest before I have to make sure my family has a great trip here in Japan. Pictures from my trip to come soon.
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1USD=117JPY=8RMB=16000VND=1.5SPD=32.5TWD [Mar. 7th, 2007|09:08 pm]
[Current Location |Tainan, Taiwan]

Well, it’s my last day of Vacation (unless you count my travel day tomorrow). I have been staying at my friend Jenny’s house here in Tainan in the south of Taiwan. Staying with a family is always very different from traveling on your own. First, and most importantly, it’s much much cheaper and your standard of living is usually much higher. As for this family, I’m living in a 4 story house with a big bed, AC, hot shower, TV, and people to talk to. The situation is good linguistically. First, I know Jenny from my last year of high school. She was in my Japanese class with my friend Ross and me. Not that she needed Japanese class. Jenny’s father did some translation work in Japan around when Jenny was born. She was born in Japan and lived there for the first 7 years of her life. She then moved back to Taiwan where she had to learn Chinese from scratch. Her year in America was her first of 3 years a broad in a foreign country. After America she spent a year in Scotland and then a year in Canada. So she is fluent in English, Chinese, and Japanese. Her parent’s don’t speak any English, but are both fluent in Chinese and Japanese. Jenny and her parents speak a mix that I don’t think anyone else I know would understand. A sentence will start in Japanese and then end in Chinese, or will have Chinese verbs and Japanese nouns. Odd, but fun. Of course they can speak a pure form of either, and so we have had many conversations. Last night we had a long talk about Taiwan and its relationship to China (we all the argument over whether or not Taiwan is a part of China). The conversation was 90% Chinese with a little Japanese and some English translation by Jenny. Honestly, I didn’t know I was able to have a conversation like that in Chinese, but that’s because I had been dealing with Chinese people when I had been speaking Chinese who usually don’t speak Mandarin as well as people in Taiwan. Also most Chinese aren’t use to talking to foreigners so they don’t really know how to change their diction or speed. (No offence, Chinese people who might be reading this, it’s not all of you, just most of you who have always lived in the city where you were born. I know many Americans who are home-towners speak quite a different English from the one you learned in school.) So it’s a good situation, even if it’s void of night life.
Each day we get up and go in the car somewhere. Mostly we go to historical sights in Tainan. One day we went all the way to the most southern tip of Taiwan. Another day we went to see the fireworks and lights show for the lantern festival (the last day of the Chinese new year period). I have tried lots of local foods and have seen lots of touristy stuff. Guess that’s fine given a one week visit.
My impression of Taiwan: It’s kind of like a Chinese Japan. Well, not quite as modern as Japan, but far more developed than China. Most people speak Mandarin though some Taiwanese can be heard around. The writing is traditional Chinese characters like they use in Hong Kong and Macao. The Communist Party in China simplified the writing system in 50s to make the characters easier to write. Hong Kong, Macao, and Taiwan, not being under the control of the PRC didn’t change their system. The characters here are more similar to the ones used in Japan which are only slightly simplified. It’s easier to guess which character is the unsimplified version of one used in Japanese rather than one used in PRC Chinese. The buildings are nicer and the streets are cleaner. All the shops look better. Some Chinese shops are just a white room with stuff on shelves or on tables. There is more decorating here. There is Burger King in Taiwan. China has one in Shanghai but I think that’s it. I didn’t eat there, don’t worry. But frequent convenient stores, Blockbuster Video, and a lack of shanty street markets make Taiwan look more like Japan than China. But the lack of diversity in clothing and hair styles and the prevalence of Chinese music still seems like China. Japan is more original, I feel. But the prices here are low. Higher than China, but still low. There is a real lack of public transportation here. That I don’t understand. Maybe everyone has a motor bike or a car. I guess the situation in Taipei is different, but you’d think you see a bus or two. Even Chapel Hill has busses. Jenny and I just walk everywhere if we aren’t being driven around by her dad. It’s not a bad place, and perhaps my feelings about it would change if I were here longer, but I feel it lacks the charms of Japan and the half-assedness of China that makes me love the other two countries.
My next blog will be from Japan. See you there.
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Strange Country [Mar. 1st, 2007|09:12 pm]
[Current Location |China Town, Singapore]

Well, I'm in Singapore. The only reason is that a ticket from Ho Chi Minh to Japan is quite Expencive so I came here and am going to Taiwan tomorrow. I'm also seeing a friend from High School in Taiwan. But, while I'm in Singapore I might aswel enjoy my 18 hours or so here. So first off, it's the farthest south I have ever been in my life. It tops my last record, Phnom Penh, Cambodia, by a good bit. The population is mostly Chinese, but you see a lot of Indians and Malay also. The official language is English, the most common language, bad English. You see many people walking around speaking their local languages but all the signs are in English and every one speaks it. It's weird to see a bunch of Asians walking around speaking English. A down side, things here are quite expencive. The Singapore Dolar is worth $0.66 US, and dinner, for example, costs $8SPD. Yeah yeah, I know, that's not too bad, but after China and Vietnam it hurts me to pay. Singapore is also weird because it's so developed and clean. Even more so than Japan. It's odd. China is dirty, with slums and street markets everywhere. Vietnam is dirtier, and poorer. Singapore is like 5th Ave. everywhere. Spotless. I see guys with pressur washers just making sure the streets and sidewalks remain spotless. It's odd. The buildings are nice and modern, only cars on the road. No one is begging for money. It's quite a society they have here. I kind of wish I were staying more than one day, but then again Taiwan will be awsome too.
So I last left you all in Hanoi. I split up with Vencent and went south to Ho Chi Minh City to visit my old friends Ross and Andrew. The trip was just what I wanted. We relaxed, had some beers, talked, met cool people. It was hot, between 85 and 90 most days, with sun. We didn't DO much. One day we went to the pool to sit in the sun. Another day we fished for crocodiles at a theme park that lets you fish for crocodiles. We had a great time and I met some cool people. Andrew, Ross, and I got to talking with some of the other teachers there who have been there for a while. We started to set some foundations for a future in Vietnam. I am thinking about going there after I finish college to start up a little company with them. There is demand for education in a small beach town that is a growing tourist attraction. They need to learn English and how to run a hotel well. From there we can expand. Our ultimate goal is a charity organization to teach valuable skills to children who don't have the opportunity to get a real ecucation. We have all been talking about it for years, but now it looks like it actualy might begin. We'll see. So about one week of vacation left. I've come a long long way. People ask me why I came to China and Vietnam for my vacation rather than travel around Japan. I tell them because with the money it costs me to just live in one place in Japan I can travel all over the rest of Asia. It's ture, with $1 meals and $4 nights in a hotle, $20 bus tickets across a third of China it's pretty cheap. I recomend it to anyone. So it's my last day on my own. My friend in Taiwan will take care of me while I'm there, I don't need to worry about what to do or where to stay. Then it's back to Japan. Weird, going back to Japan feels like going home. It feels like going from something exciting back to something ordinary. I joke with my friends "too bad, I have to leave all these exotic Asian countries to go back to another exotic Asian country". It's not over yet, but this has been one of the best vacations of my life, and it has changed me as a person a little. It's when you just let go of your comfort zone in life and set out, dealing with life as it comes to you, to see what you can experience that you really grow as a person.
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I'm not near where I was not too long ago [Feb. 22nd, 2007|07:32 pm]
[Current Location |Hanoi, Vietnam]

I'm in Vietnam, in case you didn't read my location. I last left you all in Wufeng, a small town in Hubei 湖北, China where I spent the Chinese New Year with my friend Alice. So here is how I got here. From Wufeng 五峰 we took a bus in the morning to a larger city, Yichang 宜昌. There we spent the night in a hotel and took a train the next day south to a city in Guangxi 广西 called Liuzhou 柳州. To do this we had to ride all the way through Hunan 湖南 province (fameous for Hunan beef). We got to Liuzhou early in the morning on the 21st. On the 21st we took a bus to the capital of Guangxi, Nanning 南宁, then took another bus to the small city of Dongxing 东兴 which is on the border of China and Vietnam. While looking for a place to eat, a man and his family pulled up to us on his motor bike and asked us if we needed help. He guided us to a place to eat and then later showed us the border (you could look across the river at Vietnam) and then took us to his house to meet his family and have some tea. His family mostly lives in America and Canada, but he, his wife, and 2 kids live in China. He was born in Vietnam but is Han Chinese and has Chinese citizenship. But he speaks English, Chinese, and Vietnamese. Today we go up early and crossed the border. We walked into Vietnam just like Fred and I walked from Vietnam to China in the summer of 2005. From the border City we took a bus to Ha Long Bay and then another one to Hanoi. We got into Hanoi at about 5:30pm. Lots of travel. The first thing I did in Hanoi is go to the Pacific Airlines booking office to get a plane ticket to Ho Chi Minh. They had just one left for tomorrow, so my travelign hasn't ended. I'll spend about 5 days in Ho Chi Minh to visit my old room mate, Andrew, and my friend from High School and College, Ross, who are both living there now, and my friend, Dung, who is from HCMC but is a student in Kyoto. I met her at the International Student's Music Festival back in November. I have covered a lot of ground on this trip, and I am going to cover much more. From Vietnam it's Singapore, then Taiwan, and then back to Japan. But from here on out it's all by air. Before my plane tomorrow the last time I flew was from the US to Japan in September. It's been all boat, bus, and train since Japan to here. I think it's cool because I have really gotten a feel for space and distance. Flying from Japan to Ho Chi Minh in 4 hours doesn't really give you that feeling.
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新年快乐 [Feb. 17th, 2007|09:41 pm]
[Current Location |Wufeng, China]

Happy Chinese New Year! This one won’t be too long.
From Guangzhou, Vincent and I took a bus to Wuhan in Hubei province. There we met back up with Alice and had some fun for a few days in Wuhan. The 13th was one of the most fun days I have had. We met up with Alice’s friends and hung out the whole day. We played a game of truth or dare in Dicos (Chinese rip off of KFC) that got everyone in the restaurant playing. It was really funny. We had hot pot for dinner, my favorite, at a place that served free beer. After that Alice, Vini, Alice’s friend Zizian, and I all went to a 24 hour café to hang out because it was too late for Zizian to get a bus home. We left around 6am on the 14th. A day I won’t soon forget.
On the 15th we rode on a bus all day to get to Alice’s home town where we are now. It’s a really small town of only about 20,000 people. For China that’s tiny. We have been playing cards and eating non stop since getting here. Alice’s cousins are lots of fun, too. They play with us. Chinese New Year is like Christmas in China. The family gets together and eats, pretty much. They make so much food that two more mouths make no difference. We are treated very well here.
Now we are trying to find a way to get to Vietnam. It’s the big holiday here in China and in Vietnam as well so transportation is hard to find. Also we don’t have much time. I leave Vietnam on March 1st so I will only get to spend a few days there. But we’ll figure out something. A plane ticket from Hanoi to Ho Chi Minh is only $30, or I might fly from somewhere in China. I hope to decide tonight.
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85 in Feb [Feb. 9th, 2007|12:15 pm]
[Current Location |Guangzhou, China]

It’s about 85 degrees F, I’m in a T-shirt and shorts, life is good.
I last left you guys in Qingdao. On Friday night I went to bar with Alice and her room mates. Then Alice and I went to a dance club but we didn’t stay too long. We still had fun though. On Saturday we ate Beijing duck and went to the seaside with one of Alice’s room mates. I forgot my camera and so we had to rush back to her apartment to get it before the sun set. The sun set, I took some pictures, we had our last chat, and then I went to the bus station. It was sad to go, I had a great time in Qingdao, but I had friends to meet in Shanghai.
I got into Shanghai at 6am. I then walked from the bus station to a hostel I knew about from last year. I checked in and then set out to find the seaport. It was really hard. On the map was the “new” seaport which I easily found, but it’s not finished yet and no ships go there. Even though I had arrived at the old seaport, it was well hidden, tucked away behind some buildings on a road that wasn’t on the map. But I eventually found it and met my friends. It was Scott, my next door neighbor from Alabama, his girlfriend Christy, Judd, another American from NJ, and Vincent, a boy from France who also lives in Lapita. I got them a cab to the hostel and showed them the banks and we all got settled in. Our first meal together cost us $5…for all 5 of us! But our day was about to get more expensive.
We walked to People’s Park to have a look. There a group of Chinese students asked us to take a picture of them. We did and then asked the same. We got to talking. They all came from Xi’an and were traveling for the Spring Festival. They then invited us to have tea with them. We gladly excepted not knowing what we were getting into. We got to the tea house and were seated in a private room. There was a huge tea poster on the wall explaining about tea and tea culture. There were about 20 pots of tea on the table. A guy who could speak English came in and explained to us the meaning to tea in China, how it relates to religion, life, health, and history. He told us that this time of year is a tea festival that happens once every three years. The tea starts in Yunnan (far south-west China) and is taken on horseback to all the major cities. The journey takes months, but to follow tradition the journey must be done on horseback. We were served 4 kinds of tea and given some tea snacks. I figured it would be expensive given the quality and the fact that it had traveled all of China on horseback, but I had no idea it would be 250RBM (about $30). My budget it tight and I don’t have the money to spend $30 on tea, but I did learn a lot and I did drink, without a doubt, some of the best tea in the world.
The next day we met up with a boy named Li Nan who is a student at Ritsumeikan but returned home to China for the New Year. He and his girlfriend took us around to some good places to eat and to the Shanghai gardens which were amazing. Later that day we met up with a girl named Nanxi who also is a student at Ritsumeikan but has come to Shanghai for an English class during the break. I told Nanxi that I was planning to spend the Spring Festival in Hunan and she said, half jokingly, “why don’t you spend it in Hubei?” her home province. I though about it for a minute and remembered that Alice is from Hubei and would be there for the New Year so I shot her a message and now I will be spending the Spring Festival with Alice and her family in Hubei. I am very excited about that, and she says her family is also very excited to have me as a guest. Chinese New Year, like Christmas or Thanksgiving, is a family holiday and isn’t much to see unless you are with a Chinese family. So I’m lucky to get an invite like this.
We split into two groups on Tuesday. Scott, Christy, and Judd went North to Beijing and then to Xi’an. Vincent and I, who have booth been to Beijing and Xi’an before went south to Guangzhou. The reason for this is that there is a Vietnamese consulate here. I don’t know why there isn’t one in Shanghai, but there isn’t. The train ride here was terrible. Our train had some problems and would go for 10 or 15 minutes and then stop for 40 or so. I don’t mind long rides, but I hate not moving and not knowing when I will arrive. We just sat there watching other trains go by. We finally got into Guangzhou around 11. We should have gotten there at 4 or so.
Yesterday was mad. We had to get my Visa, get a ticket out, and find a hotel (the hotel we had to settle for was 150RMB/nigh). We did all three! I have a Visa, we are going to Wuhan (in Hubei) to meet Alice on Sunday, and we found a place to stay for 80RMB/night! That’s $5 each. Now we will spend 2 days in Guangzhou having fun. This city looks awesome. Great weather, good food, tropical fruits, lots of cheap cheap shopping, etc. Now we are looking for stuff to do online. Well, that brings us up to now. Things are good, vacation has started.
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The Chinese Beer Capital of the World [Feb. 1st, 2007|06:23 pm]
[Current Location |Qingdao, China]

Hey, all. I’m having a great time in Qingdao (Tsingtao for those of you who know the beer). There is lots of Tsingtao beer here, but it’s off season so the things to do are more limited. Still having a great time, despite the cold. I am visiting a friend that I met last year in Beijing named Alice. She is from Hubei prefecture but has moved to Qingdao for work. If you don’t know, or are too lazy to look it up on a map, Qingdao is just across the sea from South Korea. So there are many Koreans here and many signs are in Korean. It really is a tourism city, just not in the winter when it’s below freezing. It’s the beach!
Alice and are really became close here. Last year she was mostly Fred’s friend but made an attempt to also befriend me at the end of the year. We had kept contact by email or by MSN messenger until now, so this is our first real chance to hang out in person. We are really similar, it’s kind of scary. Lots of late nights drinking beer and talking, she’s very easy going.
Some highlights: On Saturday night, the day I got there, we went out to a French bar and met a Japanese girl who works for a clothing company that exports to Japan. She is a quality inspector and is just a few years older than me. So here’s the amazing part. She works 45 days in Qingdao and then 45 days in Japan. And where does she live in Japan? In the Saiin district in Kyoto, about 15 minutes away by bike from where I live. I take the train from Saiin to Osaka when I go to Osaka. Small world. She speaks English well, and is trying to learn Chinese. We spent the night just hanging out in the bar playing card games and talking. Very fun.
The next night we had a hot pot party at Alice’s apartment. Alice use to work at a school for Chinese students who want to go abroad. She lives in a school owned apartment with one other teacher from another school and a hand full of students who are studying to pass the ELTS exam to go abroad. So the party was Alice and me, 2 of the students, and the other teacher who use to teach kindergarten but just quit (Alice also just quit her job so she can spend every day with me, good timing), and the Japanese girl and a friend who has the same job. The fun part of the party was the language. I speak English, Japanese just fine, and some Chinese. Alice speaks Chinese and English very well (she is also an English teacher). The students speak Chinese and some English, but are limited. The other teacher only speaks Chinese. The Japanese girl I met speaks Japanese and English very well and knows some Chinese. The Japanese girl’s friend only speaks Japanese. So we had no common language for the group seeing that 2 of them didn’t speak English. So there was lots of translation and people speaking different languages. It was lots of fun.
On Tuesday night Alice and I wanted to see the sun rise over the sea. I had seen the recently risen sun when I came into Qingdao from Shanghai on the bus and wanted to see it rise. Alice was all for it. But there was no buses running at 5am and a taxi is expensive. We wanted to watch it from Qingdao Pier (the building in the logo on the beer) which is quite far from where Alice lives or the hotel where I am staying. So the only thing we could do is go to the pier at 9pm when the buses stop running and wait until the sun came up. So Tuesday night we went to the 24 hour McDonalds that is near the pier and just sat up all night talking. It went by pretty quick to be honest. At 6 we went out to the pier and we watched the sun come up. We thought we might be the only ones out there but the pier was full of joggers and people walking there dogs and even some opera singers. Strange, but we still had fun. We slept most of the day after that.
No big plans for tonight, but I think Friday night Alice, me, and whoever else wants to come will go out and do something fun. I got a ticket back to Shanghai for Saturday night. I will meet my friends from Ritsumeikan on Sunday at Shanghai seaport and help them to get a hotel and get settled in China. I’m having a great time so far. It’s really good to be back in China. It’s the opposite of Japan. Everything that bothers me about Japan is great in China and everything Japan does well China is still working on. A good contrast. I do look forward to going South from here, because it is so cold! Ho Chi Minh will be better (temperature wise).
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Boring Ship Story [Jan. 26th, 2007|02:18 pm]
[Current Location |Shanghai, China]

I am in a net café in Shanghai. So as you might have guessed I got to China without any problems. All I have to talk about is the boat ride over here, but it’s not too exciting so I’ll write about it like a cheesey at-sea novel.
“I feel drunk” I thought to myself as I stood in the cramped shower stall trying to take a shower while the ship rocked me back and forth, into the walls. My thoughts were interrupted by the constant BANG BANG of the door of the next stall over, which was not locked. The water wasn’t very warm. I was glad that this boat ride wasn’t going to last more than a day.
I came to Osaka by train, as I always did. I rode the green line to the end and got off. Not much to see. Shipyards, factories, a bus here and there. I was too far from the city to see anything worth seeing. I waited for the bus to take me to Osaka seaport. When it came, it started in the opposite direction I knew the seaport was in. It was going to make a loop and drop me off by the entrance gate. It did, but on the wrong side of the road, and there was a long barrier between me and the gate. I had to walk half way back to the bust station to get to where I could cross the road, and then walk back. I just have just walked from the subway.
The seaport was old, dirty, with many stains on the carpet. As I assumed, everyone in the port was speaking Chinese. I was expecting to see a Japanese student or two, but it was too early, exams weren’t finished yet. Just Chinese workers and families going home for the new year. I sat, reading, in the “observation deck”. There wasn’t anything to observe. I was hungry, but the vending machine was broken. I just sat and waited. After about an hour I went down stairs and gave them my passport and ticket. More waiting. A short departure process was done, I officially left Japan although I was still standing in Osaka harbor. I got on the ship.
The interior of the ship was nicer than the seaport. It looked new. It had a café, a karaoke bar, an arcade, and a dining hall. They served Chinese food for less than I’d pay in Japan, but still way too much for Chinese food. The staff were Chinese, but they could speak Japanese. I was the only westerner on the ship.
The first day was pleasant. We just sailed through the islands of Japan on our way out to see. I went out on the deck a few times to watch Japan go by. It felt more like a river than the sea. It was calm.
I awoke the next morning to the ship’s rocking. We were really at sea and the ocean was rough. I felt sick. I had never felt sea sick before, but I had never really been at sea before. I wondered how the crew put up with it. I also started to regret not bringing Dramamine when I selected which pills I wanted to bring to Japan from the giant bag my mother had given me to go to China the year before. I guess there was no way could have known I’d be on a boat.
I read most of the day. I had a book about life in China during the cultural revolution. It was amazing, much more interesting than life on the boat. Mealtimes were short. Only an hour and a half. I had a mealtime friend. A Chinese man who lives in Japan, but who had opened a foreign language school in Nanjing. His Chinese accent was thick when he spoke English, but I could understand him well enough. We talked about politics, life in China, the usual things I talk about with Chinese who have left China. He was educated at Sichuan University in Chengdu. We talked about how we missed Sichuan. It was nice.
At the last dinner I met an amazing Japanese woman. She had met the Chinese man before and came to talk with us. She had just quit her job and decided to go off to China. She has never been before and doesn’t speak Chinese but can speak English just fine. She and I along with a part Chinese, part Japanese student who speaks Chinese but not English, and an older Japanese man who had graduated from Ritsumeikan University about 40 years ago all went to a hostel together. They are all interesting people but I feel this strange bond between me and this Japanese woman. She’s with me now in the net café. I’ll be going to Qingdao later today and she’ll go to Xi’an tomorrow by herself, but I have a feeling we’ll meet again some time. She has friends in Kyoto, she will introduce us.
Today I finished my book. Not much else. Talked to a few people. My bus leaves at 7pm. A sleeper bus. I hope I don’t get cheated. The private busses are not as sure as the public ones. But there aren’t any public busses left because of the new year.
Well, that puts me at now. Checking email, writing this blog, waiting to go to Qingdao. Now that I’m in Shanghai I want to stay, but I’ll be back in a few weeks. I will meet some friends from Rits. Then I go south.
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Spring Break [Jan. 20th, 2007|05:18 pm]
[Current Location |Kyoto, Japan]

I just finished my last class on Friday. My 1st semester in Japan is finished. Now I have a 2 month semester break ahead of me.
A brief reflection: I’m glad I am here for a year. I wouldn’t want this to be it. Things are just starting to get interesting. I am just starting to make Japanese friends. I’m getting over the intermediate Japanese hump. I have a new semester where I don’t have to worry about the details of having just come to Japan. I hope to make next semester better than this one.
My school doesn’t allow me to take the classes that the Japanese kids take. The only classes I can take with them are these very watered down international studies classes taught in English. The only challenge these classes have at all is that if you are Japanese, you might have trouble understanding English. Most of the classes just require attendance and one presentation or report. Quite a let down, but easy As. But I think I have found a way around it.
These watered down, in English classes are taught by either western teachers or Japanese teachers who speak English. I have gotten on the good side of 1 or 2 of these Japanese teachers and am hoping that they will let me sit in on their classes next semester. I’ll act like a student in their class, but I won’t get graded, I won’t get credit, I won’t be on the roster, and AU will never find out about it. That way I get my As to pad my transcript from these English classes that I’m officially taking, but can also learn Japanese and a Japanese point of view from these classes in Japanese without having to worry about my grade. Hopefully I will be able to do this.
I want to join more clubs next semester as to find Japanese kids with a common interests with me. The problem I, and many of the other foreign students have with the Japanese students who are eager to approach us is that nationality seems to be the basis of initiating a relationship. The kind of Japanese person who is going to seek me out (or has signed up to help foreign students) is the one who wants to a) practice English, or b) learn about America (for a future study abroad or for personal interest). Sure, it’s nice to exchange cultures with people who are interested, but many of us foreigners just get the feeling we are being used a lot of the time. The ones who speak French or German have it worse since they are more rare, they are often targeted as “language exchange friends”. A French friend of mine was complaining last night about how she tutors 3 or 4 people in French, hoping to gain a Japanese friend by it, but has found that they really aren’t interested in her anywhere past where she is French. Anyway, the bottom line is that it’s hard to make friends with the people who come to you because most of them aren’t interested in you as a person. So I have to find people who are interested in what I’m interested in, not interested in my Language and country specifically. So I have looked through a club book and have picked out some clubs that look interesting. I hope to find a Japanese kids who I can connect with, hopefully in Japanese.
Well, that’s where I stand. I’m leaving for China on Tuesday by boat. That should be interesting. I have my VISA and my boat ticket and my permit to re-enter Japan, some money, and that’s it. Just going to figure it out as I go. In China, something you can book in advance or something that has English as an option usually costs a lot more. The cheap thing to do is just show up and pay in cash. My very rough travel plan is: Osaka to Shanghai by boat. Then from Shanghai go to Qingdao to see a friend. Back to Shanghai to meet some others who have come from Japan to tour China. Me and a French guy go south. We cross the boarder from Guangxi into Vietnam. We go south until we get to Ho Chi Minh City. I visit for a few weeks with my friend from high school and college, Ross, and my old room mate from college, Andrew, who are both living in HCMC at the moment. Then I go to Taiwan to see my friend Jenny who went to East Chapel Hill High School as an EF exchange student and was in my Japanese class. Then I go back to Japan from Taiwan just in time to meet my parents, who will come visit me in Japan, soon after my return. Other than that, it’s all up in the air. I’ll still have email and will be able to post here while I’m there so look for postings. I have put up some pictures from my winter break and other things on my Yahoo site. I won’t be able to get pictures from my trip to come up until I get back.
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Strange Towns and Strange Weather [Jan. 1st, 2007|04:18 pm]
[Current Location |Gifu, Japan]

Ok, so the cities aren’t “strange”, they just aren’t Kyoto. On Tuesday I went with Sam “the other boy from AU” to Osaka to visit my friend Ai who also goes to Rits and who was at AU the 2nd year I was there. It rained the whole time, but I went to see Ai, not to see Osaka so we just sat in a coffee house and talked most of the time. There was strange weather that day, however. When I got up to go to Osaka, the rain had started but there were no clouds in the sky. It was a completely sunny day with a good falling of rain. Weird. I guess it was blowing in from somewhere I couldn’t see. It just felt strange.
On Thursday Sam and I went to Kobe, yeah, the place with the expensive beef. We didn’t eat any beef there but we did go to Nanking town and had some good Chinese food. We also had dinner at a Vietnamese restaurant. Had some Pho and a 333 Beer Saigon. Cost us about $10 each which is insane given what it costs in Vietnam. Still good though. We spent the day just walking around, taking pictures, and taking in the sights. Found a few people to speak Chinese with in Nanking town. They get quite surprised to meet a foreigner who can speak Japanese and Chinese. Well, at least well enough to order food. It was a nice day, though it did cost a little too much. The weather that morning was even stranger. It was snowing with not a cloud in the sky. The first snow of the year in Kyoto.
The next morning I was supposed to get up and go to Gifu to spend a few days, including the new year, with the Kouno family (the family of our Japanese exchange student, Masahito), but it was snowing so hard and the roads were so icy that I couldn’t see or ride my bike. By the time it had cleared up, it was too late to make the journey to Gifu. The snow didn’t last, though. By the next morning it had all melted away. But I did get out in time to get to Gifu by sun set. It takes a long time when a) you don’t ride the shinkansen (bullet train) and b) you don’t really know the Japanese train system. Masahito’s mom picked me up at the train station and Masahito ran off to a party all night. I think he came back at 5am and slept all day. Still Masahito.
Now it’s New Years Day. Yesterday Masahito’s grandparents came over and had dinner with us. They were surprised that I could say anything in Japanese. At night I watched the annual Red vs. White (traditional Chinese colors of the new year) song battle on TV. It’s this huge, end-of-year event where lots of Japan’s most famous singers come together and join either the red or white team. They take turns singing a song and at the end of the night there is a vote for the best team. White won, though it was not as interesting this year as in past years. Too many slow songs and I feel like Japan is in a musical transition faze. The superstar singers now mostly were at their peak between 2000 and 2003. So of course super stars like Hamasaki Ayumi, Morning Musume, SMAP, and Mr. Children were there, but their sound just feels dated now, lacking the energy of a few years ago. I’m guessing most of you have no idea what I’m talking about. Anyway, it was kind of a let down but it should be good in a few years or so. There was one act by a rapper named DJ Ozma called “Bounce With Me” that had him and all of his female backup dancers remove almost all of their clothes. By the end the girls were wearing these breast shirts that made them look topless from anywhere but close up. It was very shocking, and even the hosts of the show just seemed put off by it. But it was probably the most exciting part of the whole show, meaning, it wasn’t some 70 year old man in a kimono singing a “classic” which is what most of the show was. Anyway, enough about that.
This morning we went to a shrine to pray for luck for the new year. Then we all came back to watch a soccer game. Not my idea of an exciting new years activity, but it’s Japanese culture I guess.
I’ll be in Gifu for a few more days and then I might go to Nagoya to visit my friend Kanako (another Rits student who I knew from AU). School starts back next week. Then just a month until the semester ends an my 2 month long vacation!
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Christmas In Kyoto [Dec. 27th, 2006|09:21 pm]
Some of you have informed me that you couldn't find my "Christmas In Kyoto" album on my yahoo photos page. They changed the format of the page and so the album was set to be private and I didn't know. But I made it public so you should be able to see them now. Enjoy.
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Meari Kurisumasu! [Dec. 26th, 2006|01:31 am]
[Current Location |Kyoto, Japan]

Unlike last year where I had a relatively high paying job and everything was cheap, I didn’t have enough money to buy everyone nice Christmas presents this year and send them back to America for twice again the cost of the presents. So I had a Christmas present idea for everyone, but it didn’t turn out as well as planned, and I’ll explain why in this entry. The gift is a special photo album of Christmas in Kyoto and my Christmas day. You can find the album titled “Christmas in Kyoto” on my Yahoo page. My plan was to spend the day taking pictures, but that became impossible for a few reasons. Read on to find out why.
My Christmas started out with a party. While all of the other foreigners were having a party at the international house, I went to another party because I had gotten an earlier invite. It was from a girl who I met during a class trip to Kurama Mountain from Vietnam. So it was a Vietnamese Christmas party, with about 20 Vietnamese people and me. I felt a little odd, but they were very welcoming. They all gladly talked to me in English or Japanese, whichever they spoke best. They cooked food, had a gift exchange, and even a cake fight with the Christmas cake that someone had brought, all in a language I don’t understand. But there was plenty of translation. The party went from about 7pm to 2am. After the party a few of the Vietnamese boys, who didn’t speak Japanese, wanted to take me out down town for some more drinks. I came to the party on my bike, and it was quite a long ride. These two boys were from even further away so they had come by taxi. So they wanted to go down town by taxi. So when I went with them down town, my bike stayed at this girl’s apartment to be picked up another time. Reason 1 for not being able to take pictures of Kyoto all day. We got down town and found out that it being Sunday overruled it being Christmas in the how late things are open department. Bars down town stay open to 2 on school/work nights and to 5 on Friday and Saturday nights. So getting there about 3am meant all the bars had been closed for about an hour. So we just taxied to my apartment to finish off some bottles I had and talked until about 4:30 when they had me call them a cab. It was a lot of fun and I met some really cool people. The Vietnamese, at least the ones here, seem in general easier to befriend than the Japanese. Though the boy who goes to Kyoto University said that large, public school atmosphere of Kyoto U was more conducive to making Japanese friends than the small, rich, private school atmosphere of Ritsumeikan. I should go check that out.
Reason 2 for not taking pictures around Kyoto all day: I had class! Although Japan does do Christmas, it’s not an off work/off school holiday. So I had my Area Studies class and my calligraphy class today. I got finished with classes around 5:30, ate dinner, and then found myself wanting to go take pictures down town but still bikeless. So I called the girl, who got off work at 7, and she gave me bus directions to get to near her apartment. I rode 2 busses to get way up to where she lives, and the poor thing had to bundle all up and come pick me up at the bus stop and walk me back to her apartment and then ride with me until I got to a big road where I could find my own way. Keep in mind this girl comes from a place where it’s 75 degrees in the winter and she’s never seen snow in her life. December nights are hard on the girl! But I thanked her way too much and invited her and her friends to come have a dinner that I prepare some time.
So after a LOT of bike riding I did make it down town for some pictures by about 11pm. I spent an our doing photography and then, feeling hungry, went to the only place open/in my price range; McDonald (Japanese McDonalds is much better than American McDonalds and a Cheeseburger is only ¥100!) So here’s the silly emotional part of the email. I got my burger and was walking up to where you sit when I saw a group of Korean girls who are also foreign students in my program at Rits. I don’t really know them, but I have met them, and so I’m sure they recognize me. The one in the front of the group is their “leader”, a very pretty girl who speaks nearly perfect Japanese and is the type to go out a lot. Very popular, very cool, not too nice from what I’ve seen. I give the group a smile and the leader girl just gives me this glare that said “don’t look at us, we want nothing to do with you!” The other Korean girls just kind of pretended not to see me. With about 4 minutes of Christmas to go, this really hurt my feelings, much more than it would have any other time. So I sit and eat my burger with a broken spirit as Christmas comes to a close. And it would have stayed that way if it weren’t for the young woman who came up stairs to sweep and wipe the tables and push the chairs in. As I was leaving she said her required “thank you for coming” in Japanese while wiping off a table, not really looking at me. I stopped, got her attention, gave my biggest smile, and in my best Japanese accent said “Meari Kurisumasu!” And she just giggled, gave me a huge grin, and said “Marry Christmas” back. That small, short, breakdown of pre-assumed rolls of her as just a generic servant and me as just a generic customer into a heartfelt interaction of two human beings was just what I needed to end my Christmas. I hope it meant even just a little to her too.
So there’s a weak but existent photo album of my day up on my Yahoo space. It has the Vietnamese party, me getting up and going to school, me in class, and some pictures of down town Kyoto on Christmas. It’s not much, and I was debating just giving up because it was much more work than it could/should have been for the final product which could easily have been a lot better. So if you would like, have a look, it’s my Christmas present to you. Merry Christmas.
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