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The best laid plans of mice…
When I left Canada nearly six weeks ago it was with the promise that I would be blogging nearly every day. I said that I was going to be traveling around the country on the week-ends, I would be taking a ton of pictures, and I would be blogging about my experiences.
While I have blogged a little bit over the past few weeks, it has not been nearly as much as I had hoped. There are several reasons for this:
- I have been busier with work than I anticipated. It has all been a good kinda busy, but busy nonetheless.
- My accommodations, while not generally uncomfortable, are, for me, not conducive to writing.
- While in many ways the trip has been going extremely well, I suppose I have been in a bit of a funk.
Does that mean that I have not been traveling? That I have once again wasted this wonderful opportunity of travel abroad? Definitely not. While I have not traveled as much as I would have liked to, I have taken a few trips:
- My regular readers will know that I spent a wonderful week-end in Kyoto a few weeks ago.
- I have taken two day trips to see Mount Fuji, and to experience the areas around the mountain.
- While Shibuya is in Tokyo, I spent two incredible evenings over Halloween taking pictures there.
- I have booked an evening next Saturday in Nara, so I will get there by train earlier in the day, toddle around, and in the morning I will take another tour.
Now, I should mention that between my two trips to see Mount Fuji, or Fuji-San as it is referred to here, both of them were to one degree or another a bust. On my first trip the weather was completely overcast… from the moment I got up in Tokyo until the moment I went to sleep the rain and clouds did not abate. This picture, taken on the shores of Lake Yamanaka-ko, shows Mount Fuji in the background… if you are able to see through the clouds, which I am not.
Our first stop was the Japanese equivalent of a Rest Area… only it was not the generic, cookie-cutter type area that I am used to. It was called the Doshi Service Area, and it was gorgeous, relaxing, and very… restful. It was built on the banks of a stream, and offered an opportunity to take some great pictures. Although there was ‘fast food’ available for purchase, there was also a delicacy of fish grilled on a stick. I opted for a bag of crisps instead.
As we drove along the Pacific Coast (on the Tokkaido Road. What was once the ancient roadway during the times of the Samurai is now a nice stretch along the ocean with tourist spots and surfing and sun bathing. According to one of my friends, you have to be very aware of the hawks along this stretch… not because they are a danger to you, rather because they will steal your food right out of your hands. I was tempted to stop and pick up a sandwich just to experience this, but I decided to put that aside for another day.
We stopped for lunch at a traditional Japanese Soba restaurant. I had experienced several ‘authentic’ Japanese restaurants where you seemed to sit on the floor, but under the table there was a hole to put your legs and sit normally. Not here… You could sit cross-legged, on your knees, or straight-legged with your legs under the table if you wanted, but this was the real deal. They cut their soba noodles by hand, and you could order any drink you wanted… as long as you wanted tea. It was a wonderful experience, and even if I hadn’t been pretty comfortable, it was my goal to experience the real Japan during my stay. This is as real as it gets!
After lunch we went for a tour of the Kirin Gotemba Distillery. We got to see how they make and store whisky, and at the end of the tour we got to taste it. While it was a nice experience, I think the whisky they produce there (yes, they are blends) are sub-par. They gave us two drams, neither of which was worth my time. I did however buy a set of six whisky glasses for my bar at home – the base has a 3D carving of Mount Fuji, which when you pour your liquid in takes on that hue. Truly very nice, and I hope they survive the plane ride!
…And then we arrived at the highlight of the day trip. The best thing that could possibly have happened on this rainy Sunday afternoon. We arrived at the Onsen.
If I had to pick one thing that the Japanese do soooo much better than anyone else, it is the Onsen.
The mountains around Mount Fuji and Hakone are quite volcanic. Because of that, and I expect because of their proximity to the ocean, there is an abundance of hot springs. The onsen is a hot spring bathing area. You enter, removing and storing your shoes at the entrance. You are given a wrist band which is good for everything… it is your ID, but it also has a bar code so that anything you want to buy while on the premises (and aside from the restaurant there is also a gift shop) will simply be charged to your account – in other words, you can walk around in a towel, go in and out of the baths, and do anything you would like without having to carry or go get your wallet – or worry about it getting wet.
After we finished a very relaxing afternoon, we decided to head into Hakone to get dinner… and buy a particular candy that is hand made there, and which my friend Simon is quite partial to. I was hoping to look into an art shop or two, but we spent too much time at onsen and only got to town when the stores were closing. Oh well
I mentioned I had taken two trips to Fuji-San; as wonderful as the first was, the second was essentially a waste of time and money. Simon, who took me the first time, knew exactly where to go, what routes to take, and so on. What he did not know, he asked. My second trip was taken with a friend Jay who reminded me of… me, twenty years ago. He thought he knew everything, refused help, and because of that we spent nearly five hours driving (to the wrong spot) and arriving with a very half-decent view of Fuji three minutes after sundown. In other words, we saw the top of the mountain far in the distance… but not well enough to take a picture. I did get a couple of decent shots of the lake… but that was not what I traveled for. Oh well, live and learn.
While I started writing this article a few days ago, it is now Saturday at 12:26, and I am on the Shinkansen (Bullet Train) bound for Kyoto, from where I will transfer to the train for Nara. I am looking forward to my last weekend in Japan… even though I am dying to go home already. This trip was too long without seeing my family.
Who would have guessed it by the way… After two failed trips, I just got some absolutely breathtaking pictures of Fuji-San from the train! Wow, I feel blessed. The mountain is truly a sight to see. I am also blessed because this afternoon (or tomorrow morning) I will have the opportunity to feed the deer in Nara Park, and if you know me, you know I love wildlife!
A couple of months ago when I realized I was coming back to Japan I set certain goals for myself: I wanted to take a lot of pictures, I wanted to travel outside of Tokyo almost every weekend, and I wanted to blog a lot. While I do not feel like I did a good job on achieving these goals, I didn’t do too badly. I had seven weekends here, and I left Tokyo for four of them (although two were day-trips without an overnight). I didn’t blog nearly enough, but that was in part because I have been very busy with work, and have not had the proper work area where I am staying to do so. I have taken some breathtaking pictures though… not only of Fuji-San, but of nature, temples, shrines, and people. It has been a wonderful experience (if a bit too long), and I am thrilled to have lived it. I am also thrilled that in four days I am getting on a plane and coming home.
I will try to write another article, this time about Nara, on the train back tomorrow. Unfortunately I did not bring my SD-Card Reader (www.juicedsystems.com) with me, so if I am going to include pictures I will not publish until after I am back. However whether now or later, I promise you will see them!
I really did have images of going out and having fun every night.
I really planned to travel outside of Tokyo and see the country every weekend.
That is not what happened.
Don’t get me wrong… I have gone out for dinners, if mostly close to home. I have also been spending a lot of time relaxing at a pleasant spot called Le Connoisseur Cigar Lounge – certainly not a Japanese name, and certainly not a French lounge. But I have been enjoying it nonetheless (as seen in this article https://garvis.ca/2015/10/16/sushi-cigars-welcome-to-japan-mitch/). It turns out that it is a chain of lounges, and I have spent many evenings at the one that is within walking distance of my apartment.
I have also traveled out of Tokyo twice – once by Shinkansen (Bullet Train) to Kyoto), and once by car (with a friend) to Mount Fuji. Well, he tells me we were at Mount Fuji… it was a very overcast and rainy day and the mountain was absolutely invisible through the clouds. We made up for it though – we went for a very authentic lunch (on tatami mats on the floor and all) at a local restaurant, we went for a distillery tour at the Kirin Gotemba Distillery, and we spent a couple of hours in the onsen (hot springs) before having an agreeable dinner and then driving back to Tokyo.
But all in all, I am not doing even as much as I did the last time I was here… despite having more money to spend (if I wanted to), more free time (okay… about the same free time), and living a little closer to the action (I am four subway stops from Shibuya).
I am spending most of my evenings in one of two places – at the cigar lounge, or at the apartment. Yes, after the first week in a hotel room slightly smaller than a respectable prison cell, the company found an apartment for me. It may be small to some, but having moved out of the shoe box it feels utterly palatial to me.
I watch TV – that is to say, I download the American TV shows I would normally be watching at home – and I watch movies. I do have work to do in the evenings, as I am still taking care of the network back in Oakville. However if I wanted to there is no reason I couldn’t (if I so desired) be out exploring the city every night. I just don’t seem to want to.
I want to be clear – I am not loving Tokyo less than I used to. It is an amazing city and I love being here. I probably went out more at the beginning of my stay – I went to Shibuya several evenings – but maybe it is the result of my being in a reasonably posh area; there is every sort of restaurant I might want to try (If you are following me on Facebook you will know that I have had Yakiniku, Soba, Tempura, and of course loads and loads of sushi… not to mention a couple of Chinese and a couple of Korean meals just to mix it up a bit. All within a kilometer of my apartment.
I should mention that I am not staying home every night; I have gone out on the week-ends (Halloween was amazing, and I have also gone out with friends to a few different areas). It is just a little less frequently than it could be… than it once was.
Maybe, a little too late, I am becoming the homebody that my ex-wife wished I had become much sooner. Maybe I am just not enjoying being on the road as much as I used to.
I miss my kids… I speak with them on Skype and VoIP often enough, but it is not the same. And of course, my girlfriend is all the way back there too. It is harder to be separated from her for longer periods than it would have been for me a few years ago. Maybe at long last I am growing up. Maybe I am finally… Naaah!
I have really been enjoying my work, and I am glad to be here for that. My boss and I discussed it earlier, and we agreed that this is the length of time we needed for me to be here for this project. I am enjoying working with my team, and meeting other people on other teams. It has been a blast, and I hope I can continue to work with this company on other projects when this one is over. We’ll see…
Two weeks before I head home, and the trip is far from over. I might still venture out of town one more time, and I have several evenings planned… with friends, colleagues, and even one with a reader who reached out to me. How cool is that? Each of those will be another evening of fun and excitement, hopefully exploring new places and areas and discovering new foods and treasures.
But unlike past trips, I am counting the days… I am so looking forward to getting home, to hugging my kids, playing with my dogs, and of course seeing Stephanie.
Fourteen days to go.
I got off the Shinkansen (Bullet Train) at Kyoto Station, which was a hustling and bustling place, just like Tokyo Marunouchi Station where I had embarked. In fact while the layout was different and so were the shops, there wasn’t all that much to differentiate this building from all of the other major ports I had visited. I might as well still be in Tokyo for all the difference it made.
I walked outside, and by the time I was a couple of blocks from the station I realized I was in a very different world from the Tokyo I had left behind less than three hours earlier.
Don’t get me wrong… Kyoto is busy and bustling and there are lots of people around… but unlike Tokyo (where everything is modern and neon, unless you are around a temple or shrine), this city had a different look, a different feel… a different vibe, if you will.
At first I thought it was the slightly smaller scale. When you exit the station it feels more manageable, less overwhelming. It might be like traveling from Montreal to Calgary – the smaller city being easier to manage.
Then I thought it might have to do with the people… Tokyo is a very stressful place after all, but Tokyo moreso than the rest of the country. Maybe it was like going from Montreal to Vancouver – a little less stressed, a little more laid back.
And then someone told me that Kyoto had been spared the aerial bombardment that Tokyo endured during World War 2; he told me a story about American Secretary of War George Stimson who had honeymooned in Kyoto, and spared the city because of his wonderful memories of it. In fact, Kyoto, was the top choice of the Targeting Committee tasked with deciding where to drop the first atomic bombs (this committee included Robert Oppenheimer). Stimson did veto it, but it might have had more to do with the fact that Kyoto had little military significance, and the destruction would have been entirely civilian. (Source: https://www.quora.com/Is-it-true-that-Kyoto-Japan-was-nearly-bombed-in-WWII)
So instead of having a city completely rebuilt after 1945 (while there are many older sites in Tokyo, many of the temples and shrines have been rebuilt to look like the originals), Kyoto actually has buildings and sites that date to the 15th century… and earlier. Maybe a more accurate comparison would be to equate the Tokyo-Kyoto trip to the Toronto-Quebec City trip. Tokyo and Toronto, the busiest metropolises in their respective countries, modern, crowded, stressed; both replete with modern skyscrapers reaching for the heavens. Kyoto and Quebec City, calmer, quieter, shorter… while there are modern buildings, they are smaller, and there are many historical sites dating back hundreds of years, lovingly preserved; both more concerned with history, beauty, and culture than with the race to be the best.
I could have spent another week in Kyoto and not seen everything there is to see. I don’t know when I will be back, but I hope I will have the opportunity soon.
The last time I was in Japan I did not leave Tokyo. This time I vowed would be different. Before I left Canada I bought several Japan Rail passes, and I was ready to explore.
After consulting with my peeps over here, and with Simon’s help tracking down a room (it seems autumn is a difficult season to your last minute!) I made plans to spend my first weekend out in Kyoto. Saturday morning I redeemed my first JR pass and boarded the 11:03 Shinkansen (bullet train) on the Osaka Line. I was in Kyoto at 1:44, having enjoyed the train ride even though I was working on a report.
I have stayed in enough ‘western style’ hotels to choke a horse, and the Tokyo Efficiency hotels are way too cramped. I reserved a Ryokan- a very traditional Japanese room, that looks very much like the ones you see in movies depicting the times of the Shogunate. I arrived after a short walk from the train station and was welcomed by the front desk, and a bellhop in traditional Japanese attire carried my bag to my room on the sixth floor. Upon entering the room I removed my shoes in the foyer, and walked into the tatami room. There was a table with a tea service, and that was it. I loved it.
Notice I didn’t say anything about a bed; in a traditional ryokan the maid comes in the evening, moves the table to the side, and sets up your bedding on the tatamis. Spectacular!
Before I left Tokyo I tried to book a number of bus tours, but was informed that I was too late. Oh well, right? Well it turned out to be for the better, because I was able to book the exact same tours at the Kyoto Train Station for much less money. Woot!
The evening tour would involve a very traditional Kyoto Cuisine dinner. They tell me that because Kyoto is surrounded by mountains it was difficult to get fresh seafood in, and because of that the chefs are tasked with creating wonderful dishes that are simpler than you would find in other areas. The chef at our restaurant did a magnificent job – both the presentation and the taste was fabulous!
Our next stop was Gion Corner, where we got to experience seven forms of Japanese art and culture in one sitting. The show is designed to not only expose gaijin (foreigners) to the beauty of Japanese culture, but also to show a generation of Japanese growing up in a modern society their roots.
The show started with the emcee asking the audience for volunteers to experience the Japanese tea ceremony, and my hand shot up. Two of us got to experience it, with the Tea Master and her apprentice working hard to make sure the experience was highly authentic. We were shown how to turn the cup, and how to hold it in both hands.
As we sat in the tea corner, the next two sets of artists took to the main stage: Two women playing an instrument called a koto (a 13-stringed instrument that lies flat and is strummed with the fingers) played, while two other women took turns arranging flowers. It had never occurred to me that flower arrangement could be a performance art, but for a culture that for centuries has revered the beauty in simplicity, I suppose it makes sense. These two pairs worked side by side for the next several minutes.
When this group left the stage the next musical act came on. The gagaku is a style of music that was played exclusively in the ancient imperial court, and as such never gained the widespread popularity of other arts. While the music did not appeal to me, I found the costume of the conductor (who was almost dancing) was amazing, and well worth the show.
Once the Gakaku left the stage we were introduced to a Japanese comedy troupe. It is easy to imagine that there would be a language barrier to understanding, and at first there was. Three men in kimonos came onto the stage in turn, and after a few minutes the language fell away, and their performance triumphed. They were a hilarious hit with the mostly foreign audience!
Next came the Maiko dancers. Apprentice geishas, these dancers are meant to be flawless in their beauty and movements. As you might imagine, I took a couple of pictures… along with the videos!
The last performance was a form of puppetry that I had never imagined before. Three men came onto the stage dressed entirely in black – two of them were hooded as well – in control of a single marionette-cum-Muppet. I confess that I did not follow the story line very well, but I was enthralled by how the three men worked in unison to control this person (and they did such a great job of bringing her to life that I thought of her as a person). She walked across the stage, then climbed the tower, and it was easy to forget that she was made of wood.
The following day I woke at a reasonable hour and after getting breakfast I went on my second tour. We were to visit three temples and shrines, and each was incredible to see.
It struck me as our tour guide spoke (okay, as the translation played in my ear) that nearly every site we were shown was on the World Heritage or National Treasures or some other fancy list. However when you see the spots we visited it is no wonder… Kyoto is absolutely breathtaking.
The picture of me near the Golden Shrine is not the best picture I have taken, and was indeed taken by a fellow Canadian I met from another tour. He and his wife were in from Vancouver, and seeing that I had a good camera as well, they were happy to let me take a picture of them with their camera, and I let them take one of me with mine.
Unlike many parts of Japan, I am told that Kyoto was spare the destructive power of the U.S. Army during World War II. Consequently many of the sites date back to the days of the Shogunates. Unlike tours I took in Tokyo, when they mentioned that a temple had been rebuilt after the original had been destroyed by war, that was was usually hundreds of years ago. It is no wonder that there are so many sites recognized internationally and by the Japanese as Heritage sites.
Ginkaku-ji Shrine was built by Shogun Ashikaga Yoshimasa as a retirement villa in 1982 (ten years before Christopher Columbus set sail for ‘India’). Walking around, you can see that the Shogun (military ruler, and separate from the Emperor) knew how to live.
Our last stop of the tour was the Kiyomizudera Temple, and while it was also a World Heritage muckety-muck, I was more interested in observing the people.
We were there on a Sunday, and it was an absolutely gorgeous day outside. I suppose these factors contributed to a plethora of Japanese visiting the temple for religious reasons. When I think of dressing up for synagogue I always think of putting my best suit on (my Saturday best?). Here they dress up as well, but their outfits are not western. And so there were a plethora of Japanese women (and quite a few men) in their traditional kimonos.
From what I was told, no visit to Kyoto would be complete without experiencing the special and unique sweets they make. Made by hand, they are difficult to describe… other than absolutely heavenly. Depending on the variety they can have macha or sesame or chocolate or any of a dozen other fillings, and the ones I tasted were magical. I brought some back to the office as Omiyage and they were extremely well received… possibly even moreso than the Quebec Maple Candy I brought when I arrived.
All in all I had a wonderful time in Kyoto, and strongly recommend spending a few days there the next time you find yourself in Japan!
When I leave town for two or three days my preparation depends on two factors: How am I going (by car versus by air or train), and what will I be doing (business versus pleasure). My usual MO is to pack two bags: Clothes and sundries in one, electronics (photography and computers) in another. Depending on how I travel I will pack differently – if I am driving I don’t need to be anywhere near as efficient as if I am flying, because I can just throw things into the trunk.
When I leave town for a week or longer I have to be more careful; will I have the ability to do laundry where I will be, and so on. However aside from that, the only thing that usually changes is that for more than three days I will take a proper suitcase instead of throwing my clothes and kit into a backpack.
What about longer trips? As I write this I am less than a week from getting onto a plane that will take me away for nearly two months. I will be going to a different country with a different culture, different language, and different customs. There are several factors I have to consider for a trip of this magnitude, and a lot more planning goes into it.
I am going to Japan… one of my favourite countries in the world for sure, but definitely a different culture. So here are some of the things I planned for, and hopefully will help you the next time you head out on the road:
1) There’s no question about it… I can’t get away with a single suitcase. The reason isn’t as simple as I need more clothes – although I do. However other things that will go into my suitcase will include my small laptop bag and my messenger bag, because I like to carry most of my electronics on me (and especially my computers and camera equipment) as carry-on, so rather than just carrying on a small and unobtrusive laptop bag, I start with the fact that I need two carry-ons – one for my camera equipment (which is a full sized backpack), and one for my computers… even though both of my computers are very small, there is a lot of extra gear that I will take with me. On the other hand, once I am in Tokyo I do not want to have to lug my large Briggs & Riley laptop bag (which when empty weights three or four pounds) back and forth from the office to my hotel.
2) You never know… and that’s the problem, you do not always know what you will be faced with once you get to the destination. That goes for both camera equipment (and so I am taking two camera bodies and five lenses), and computers (which is why I will take a docking station, external speakers, as well as a plethora of cables and connectors and adapters (and not to mention a wireless network switch). Why? Because I might need to connect to HDMI… or VGA, or Display Port. I will likely want to watch TV and movies in my hotel, but that will mean downloading them to my computer, and then watching them (hopefully with my computer connected to the hotel’s TV). I need a PowerPoint remote for when I present, and I need a ton of other things that I can’t think of… but don’t want to have to buy again (I remember arriving in Hong Kong only to discover I had forgotten my wireless presenter mouse, and had to buy a presenter and a mouse).
3) Cell phone woes… If I were going to the USA for seven weeks I wouldn’t worry about it because of my cell phone plan. However I wasn’t sure with regard to Japan so I called my provider and asked, and sure enough, there was no good way for me to use my Canadian cell phone in Japan. The first thing I did was had them unlock the phone for me, so that I could just get a SIM card to put into it in Japan. I asked my colleagues in country to look into the best way to do that, and they did. However what I wouldn’t have thought of before was this… My cell phone plan costs about $140 per month. I will not be using it for the next two months. I cannot cancel it… but what I did do was change the plan to the least expensive one they offered. It leaves me with enough data for the week until I leave, but no more. Rather than having the lavish 10GB per month plan with unlimited North American calling, I now have a 1GB plan with ten hours per month.
**NOTE: If you are going to do this, you also have to make sure you change it back at the tail end of your trip. I put a reminder in my calendar to call them back the day I get back.
4) Renew prescriptions! If you are my age there is a decent chance you have at least one medication that you take daily. Make sure you have enough for the entire trip.
**NOTE: Insurance may screw you on this. In speaking with my pharmacist last night I found out that insurance plans often will not allow you to renew your prescription until you are 2/3 way through your last refill. Make sure you don’t get dinged.
5) Weather the whether… or whatever. I am leaving for Japan on October 14. I know what the weather will be like this week. However I also have to anticipate what the weather will be like in Japan in six weeks, so that I am not stuck wearing shorts when it is 5C outside. If you are traveling across seasons, make sure you have enough appropriate clothes for both seasons.
6) SHOES ARE IMPORTANT! I always pack with the philosophy that whatever I forget I can just buy when I am there. When I was preparing for my first trip to Japan my boss warned me that I will not be able to get shoes in my size in Japan, so I made sure to take an extra pair… just in case.
7) The last time I went away for a long period of time I lived with my family. Now that I am living on my own it is important to make sure someone is checking in on my condo every couple of days. Let’s be honest… the one bamboo plant I have does not need watering; however it is important to make sure that there are no leaks, that the pipes don’t freeze, and that nothing goes wrong. Every few days should be enough, and that is taken care of. Also, rather than ‘stopping my mail’ it is a good idea to have someone bring the mail from the mailbox into the house.
Traveling abroad for longer periods can be fun… even when you are going for work. Planning for every contingency is impossible, but giving it a bit of thought will make your trip more enjoyable. As they say, Luck favours the prepared mind!
If you know me, you probably know that I am a whisky drinker. Had you asked me eighteen months ago I would have said I am a scotch drinker, but that changed when Michael Kulwicki joined the Rakuten End User Technology team in October of 2013.
Michael is Scottish, but is living in Tokyo with his wife Noriko. He joined the EUT team and we worked very closely together for the next three months. During that time we became friends. Although it is easy to think that we were the only two Anglo-Saxons working at a Japanese company and so we naturally hung out together, that would be a wrong assumption. We had a lot of common interests, ranging from IT to James Bond and other literature to – you guessed it – scotch.
Being married to a Japanese woman, and having lived previously in Japan teaching snowboarding, Michael has several distinct advantages over me, not the least of which is that he speaks Japanese, as well as reading it. He reads and writes it, and when we were out and about he was an excellent companion for many reasons, one of which was his ability to translate the world in a country that is quite unilingual.
Knowing that I enjoyed scotch, he started talking to me about Japanese whisky, from the history and how a gentleman names Masataka Taketsuru (and his Scottish wife) brought the whisky-making process to Japan, to different distilleries and expressions available to us today. We made sure to look for decent bottles whenever we were out and about, and we found quite a few.
The best of the expressions that I would eventually discover though was not with Michael, rather at one of the myriad Duty Free Stores at Narita International Airport. These stores will allow you to sample several of the whiskies that you are considering, which is, for someone like myself, a very smart way to get my business. You see, I am always loathe to buy a bottle for ¥8,000 (at the time around $75) blind for a bottle that I might love… or not. And so it was on my way home to Canada that I first experienced the YOICHI 15 year old expression from Nikka Whisky. It is, in my opinion, the best whisky that I have had for less than $100 for a litre.
I was excited last April when another colleague – Ross Cavanaugh – was coming to Toronto from Japan. I was going to pick him up from the airport and bring him to the Kobo offices in Toronto… and while I would have done so anyways, I was especially eager because he was bringing me a bottle of my favourite expression. Of course, he was not flying straight from Tokyo – he flew to New York and then to Boston, and only then did he come to Toronto. As you can see in the photo above, the bottle did NOT get here safely. I hope the TSA Agent at Boston Logan enjoyed it as much as I would have
In January I started a new contract back with Rakuten, which was very exciting for several reasons – not the least of which that I would once again be working with Michael. The first day of the contract found the both of us landing in Seattle for a week of meetings at Microsoft. Not one to miss out on an opportunity, I asked him to bring me a bottle, and of course he did. However the bottle (pictured above) is not what touched me, not what I will treasure forever.
Michael and Norkio frequent a bar in Tokyo where the bar allows you to buy a bottle of your favourite spirit, and they will keep it for you. They would put a name tag or label on the bottle I suppose, and when you came in they would pour it for you. I don’t know all of the specifics, but it sounds simply marvellous to someone like me who does not usually go in for the whiskies that most bars keep on hand. I promise you the next time I am in Tokyo I am going to try to go to this bar though to experience it for myself.
At some point, it would seem, the bar owner decided to make special name plates for his patrons. He cut a piece of wood, painted (caligraphied) the patron’s name on it, then ‘’chopped” it – signed it with his personal stamp. Noriko and Michael asked if he would make one with my name on it, and he did. When I opened the box that contained the whisky, the name plate was around the neck of the bottle.
I was thrilled to get the bottle, don’t get me wrong. While I do not drink a lot or often, I am very happy to have the bottle back in my bar. However bottles come and bottles go… this name plate means so much more to me than that, and it will be with me for a very long time to come.
Now, for those of you wondering “What if it doesn’t really say Mitch?” I have a simple way of being sure. When I was in Japan I asked someone to type my name in Japanese so that I could add it to my e-mail signature. Even for the year I was not working with Rakuten, I maintained it… I thought it was a nice touch I suppose. So when I was back in my hotel room I went to my Outlook and I checked. Sure enough: ミッチ. The characters matched up perfectly!
(Does it strike anyone else as odd that the middle character of my name looks like a happy face emoticon? ッ
Of course, even if they didn’t, I would keep it… I just not plan to display it prominently on my ‘bottle of honour’ for the rest of my life!
Thanks Michael, and thanks Noriko. This means so much more to me than the bottle or anything else I got in Japan. It is personal, it is meaningful, and there is a story behind it that I will never forget.
Of course, Michael did not only bring the single bottle to Seattle; he brought one for his own enjoyment as well: A Taketsuru Pure Malt 21 Years Old. Although it is a pure malt (malt whisky from several distilleries vatted together) it was still excellent, and when I am next in Japan I am not sure that I won’t bring one of these back. I’m not sure yet, because there are a few others I want to try… probably the Yamazaki or Hakushu Distiller’s Reserve or the Single Malt Miyagikyo 15 Years Old. We’ll see, I have a few months before that trip so I have time to decide.
And with that, my friends, I think I am going to pour myself a drink! Enjoy your week.
At the north end of Platform 2 of the Hamamatsucho Station on the Yamanote line there is a statue/fountain that may be the strangest I have seen since I got to Japan. I actually have no business at this station and never would have seen it, except for that another gaijin that I met recently was telling me about it. I still likely would not have sought it out, but on Saturday I was essentially wandering aimlessly, and when the conductor announced that we were approaching that station (please don’t ask me to type the name again) I decided to hop off and look for it before continuing on my way.
I am glad I was able to find it on my own, because it is quite small, and good as my communications via gesticulations may be I have trouble conceiving how I would have asked someone where this particular statue was. If it was the Venus de Milo or the Statue of David I would be able to figure it out, but this one … I just have these terrible images of … never mind.
The statue/fountain is, as you can see, of a small boy. Really it is no more that 75cm tall. None of this makes this a weird statue. The fact, however, that the boy is urinating into the pool (a practice I have always thought to be frowned upon) is only the first part of the weirdness of this statue… and if that was the beginning and the end of it I never would have gotten off the train.
Now here’s where the weirdest part comes in. There is, I am told, a group of volunteers whose task it is to dress this little boy. Please take a minute to think about this: The statue firstly is quite sealed to the base; as well its weewee is… well, out and in use, I could imagine this causing several logistical issues. According to my friend (and this is the weirdest part) the volunteers actually custom-sew the outfits, and then dress the little guy, without covering his weewee, and presumably without turning the fountain off.
I don’t know how often they change him, but my friend told me it is often enough. More importantly, I would love to know how one applies to the position of Member of the Order of Dressing the Urinating Boy Statue… Are there auditions, tryouts, eliminations? Who selects them? Is there a compensation package? Is it a full-time gig, are there term limits? How long is a term?
So I saw the statue/fountain, and I went about my day. I will be going back though… my friend told me that they change him every few days, and it is worth checking out the different outfits. I won’t go out of my way, but if I am on that line passing that station, why not? 🙂
Have a great week…