Sunday, February 24

Image Of The Week #73

A quick chance before I collapse tonight to bring you this distance-related image of the week. Was considering sitting (about all I can do today) in a nice dark auditorium, so I checked the film schedule online. I was surprised to see how "long" the movies are:

(Look to the right hand side, you might need to enlarge it.)

Looks Like We Made It

For those curious, I conquered the Yamanote 29!!

In fact, we finished quicker than expected. At the sacrifice of our legs. Ow!

It'll take me a while to post up the results, as there are many photos.

It's lovely outside today, maybe a nice long walk....

Friday, February 22

Yamanote 29 Challenge

One of my most favouritest things about Tokyo is the magical train system: cheap, reliable, useful, albeit daunting at times*. The Yamanote Line is the, in my opinion**, best line for its simplicity and coverage. It loops, in an oval shape, central Tokyo, much like the Circle Line of any other major network. However, being JR and not the Metro, it's above ground.

My home station, Gotanda, is on it, which makes life easy, and connects me quickly to Shibuya, Shinjuku and Tokyo etc. Here is an incredible fact that I recently learnt:

An estimated 3.5 million passengers ride every day on Tokyo's Yamanote Line, with its 29 stations. For comparison, the New York City Subway carries 5.08 million passengers per day on 26 lines serving 468 stations.

That, to me, is astounding.

Last week, I couldn't join in the Marathon, so I thought I'd partake in my own challenge/adventure. Tomorrow, Saturday 23rd February, I will be 'Circling The Yamanote' and hopefully conquer the Yamanote 29.

How difficult will it be? Not entirely sure. The track is a total of 34.5 kilos and I'm sure I'll be walking on the inside and outside loop at different times; plus there will be sections that I won't be able to walk alongside the track so that might add a bit more distance. I'm guessing, including lunch, dinner and detours, it will take about 11 hours.

The rules are as follows:

I must take a photo at each station and, if possible, something relevant to that station. I must walk as close to the track as possible.

That's it.

I'll be going anti-clockwise because I'd rather end up around Shibuya in the evening than Tokyo side.

Wish me luck.

*if you have your bearings no problem, but once you board a semi-rapid train...
**I learnt 'yoof-speak' this morning so I should've written IMO. I also learnt IIRC. Any guesses?

And Now On The Outside


Thursday, February 21

Beauty's On The Inside

...is not the motto of this plastic surgery makeover show.

The woman, who children cried at and grown men ran from, was rather tragic. She was so out of shape and unhealthy that she was denied plastic surgery twice and dental treatment once. Finally, she was permitted to proceed. I'll put the result up tomorrow...

Image Of The Week #72

I found Shusse Jizo on the rooftop of a department in the Ginza shopping district. It is famous for providing success, so many students come here to wish for luck.

(taken in Ginza - 16th February, 2008)
Not sure the bird poo on top really sells the 'lucky' factor.

The Most Ingenious Toy In The World...

...is, of course, Lego. Just ask Albert.

Happy 50th Anniversary Lego!

Thursday, February 14

It's Good To Be A Boy...


...on Valentine's Day in Japan.

Wednesday, February 13

Japanese Television Is Shit

No really, it is.

A famous book, teaching children about poo, was read on tv last night. I don't quite get the logic with reading a book on television but, hey, I'm not Japanese so what would I know?!


The 'informative' pictures and writing explain to children what shape, colour, smell a healthy poo should be. Let's all take a moment to celebrate this marvel. Perhaps not.




Look at all these happy people. Everyone does it. Even Santa.

And this was broadcast at the off-putting time of 8PM.

Fortunately, I'd finished eating so I enjoyed reading along.

Unfortunately for her, Keiko hadn't.

Thursday, February 7

To Do: Think Of A Catchy Name

I stumbled upon this funky playground:

With dinosaurs. In an open-air public space.




If only I could come up with a clever and memorable name. I know...

Dinosaur Play Area.

Back to the drawing board.

Watch This Race

The Tokyo Marathon is on February 17th. Sadly (or luckily, depending on which side of the bed I get out of*) I had to withdraw my application due to bad foresight. So I won't be joining the thirty-odd thousand runners.


However, I do have a nifty alternative planned and I think you might like it...

*Technically, the bed is up against the wall. It's an idiom, Ok!

Tuesday, February 5

Bear-y Refreshing

Pepsi have been doing a joint promotion for their new drink with Fox TV/Movies. Each bottle comes with a small plastic bear, suitable for attaching to mobile phones etc. Some of the film choices and the bear designs are impressive, while others are rubbish. Decide for yourselves which, if any.

Titanic, Devil Wears Prada, Omen, Planet of the Apes, Alien, Night at The Museum, Prison Break, Day After Tomorrow, 24, Predator, Die Hard, Fight Club.

Special mention to the excellent Planet of the Apes and Predator bears - they must have been popular as they're the only ones I never saw in the shops.

This guy was irresistible. Look at the detail, the dirt on his brow and the sweat on his shirt!

Introducing....

Bear McClane, AHE*



*Action Hero Extraordinaire

Image Of The Week #71

My favourite TV show in Japan is Ainori, which basically means "the love ride". It's as simple as it sounds; a group of young-ish Japanese ride the bus in different locations around the world, and try to pair off. They either leave the show loved up or heartbroken, only for new contestants to take their place. Some couples, a few marriages, one or two babies and some scandals ensued. Imagine a never-ending Blind Date - sounds like hell but the editing makes it hilarious, and the places they visit are always interesting.

This is the actual minibus they use!!

(taken in Odaiba - 24th December, 2007)

The theme tune is hideously annoying:

Sunday, February 3

How To Market

Nessie!

This was on the news a few days ago. A new movie "The Water Horse" is being released here. I have no plans on watching it as it looks a little on the rubbish side, but I could be swayed having seen this incredible advertising campaign.

In the water beside Odaiba (of course!), a light was projected onto a water fountain to create the Loch Ness Monster. Pretty cool:

Take that, Cloverfield - your guerilla marketing is nothing compared to this. Imagine if the NY monster had been projected by the Statue of Liberty - that would've been something. By the way, Cloverfield is called Hakaisha (Destroyer) in Japan. It's out this week. Anyone seen it yet?

Everyone's A Fruit And Nut-Case

Setsubun went ahead. Just. We braved it through the ever-freezing blizzard and trudged through the sludge to Housenji Temple.



Worrying images of about 50,000 or so temple-goers (the usual annual turn-out) were soon put to rest this year as a whole 10 or so other people made it down there. In fairness, by the main event, about 2/300 turned up. The Pirate parade didn't happen - the Fire Department put a damper on things by deeming it too unsafe to march around in the thawing snow. They did, however, pose for pictures inside one of the prayer rooms.



I've got to stop at this point and say that they're hardly yours or my idea of a pirate; the Johnny Depp guyliner and parrot in tow. Rather another case of being lost in translation, with pirate substituting monk. Strange monks still, so good enough for me. And I give credit to the 30-ish men, woman and children in the Year of the Rat (this year turning either 12, 24, 36, 48 or 60, and 72? 84?) who donned their costumes.





The event then began as we crowded around outside to see the Pirates march to their seating places in time for a strange ceremony. The shoes looked hard enough to walk in without a slippery ground.

The ceremony was a mix of every religion I've encountered and others. A shofar? Buddhist chants? Burning rituals?




The end result - somewhere between The Temple of Doom sacrifice and what I can only imagine to be (blasphemous as this is) the Japanese version of... The Lodge.



The chanting and the subsequent burning of the tree and charms went on for about 10 minutes. We were sheltered under umbrellas and the Pirates under a tent. I felt sorry for the organisers who crouched uncovered the whole duration.



Then we moved in a line and were handed out small cups of sake, followed by two mikan each -size-wise between a satsuma and an orange. Delicious, fruity, healthy and free!



After that, the crowd gathered in front of the main temple where the bean-throwing ceremony happened. It was a free-for-all, children and adults with bags open scrambling for the peanuts and mikan that the Pirates threw.



Yes, you read that right, they threw oranges at us. I was worried about my camera but I felt in on the action, and luckily it wasn't damaged. My head took the brunt of an orange (not what I expected would be an accident that I'd be on the receiving end of when I woke up this morning). Accident number 2: an old man went to pick up some nuts from the ground and decided he'd prop himself on his umbrella by digging it into my foot.



The faces of Western tourists who stumbled upon the place by accident were a real picture; holding oranges that had been thrown at them.

After that, we lined up to be given more mikan - and took home 23 in total! No scurvy for me. Maybe they were right about the Pirate theme after all.

Tonight, I will eat the customary food - ehou-maki, long sushi rolls . And eat my age in beans. Maybe I should do it in mikan - there're enough. Great day! Can't believe I can still be shocked by the Japanese after being here this long.

Happy Snowy Setsubun!

My favourite festival of the year (I can't believe it's been that long already!) is today. So don't forget to throw some beans and shout "oni wa soto, fuku wa uchi" ("monster's out, luck in").


It's customary for the person who was born in the current zodiac year to throw beans at the temple. As it's my year I thought it might be fun to go to one of the big areas in Tokyo to do this. One place today - Nakano-Sakaue - has a procession of 100 men born in the year of the rat, dressed up as pirates. That I want to see. Why wasn't I invited to join in?!

However, the snow fell quite hard last night and it's still going - we put clothes outside last night for drying and they froze. Maybe it'll be too bad to go down to the temple, but I'll stick pictures up if we do.



Happy bean-throwing!

Monday, January 28

A Tourist In Hong Kong - Thursday

One of the best days I had in Hong Kong wasn't technically in Hong Kong. On Thursday, I ventured over to the other of the two territories of China, Macau. Or Macao, both spellings seem to be accepted.

I wanted to get a whole day there, as there is a lot to see when you consider the old town (an ex-Portuguese colony in late 1880s) as well as the casino area, so I set off incredibly early to the China Ferry Terminal on Kowloon side. I was expecting a few boats and a small queue, but it was just like an airport on water, the security and number of passport controls were overwhelming.

I boarded the 8:30 boat, the earlier ones had sold out, and sailed over. It took about an hour to get there. It was foggy, which was a good excuse to sleepy.

Macau is a fascinating place, a real hybrid of old and new, and a mix of nationalities. The place was filled with tourists (mostly Japanese) but there were some residents, their preferred method of transport was scooters.


The main square was my idea of Portugal, not that I've been there. The ceramic tiling on the ground at Largo de Senado looked impressive, as did the style of houses.



The main tourist site was St Paul's Ruins, originally built in 1602, the front facade was the only side still standing. It was quite spectacular from up high on the fortress next to it.



I walked around a bit more, away from the tourist sites, to get a better feel of the area. Very strange that the main language was Chinese, but road signs were all Spanish sounding names. Also, shops/buses would accept the Macanese Pataca or the Hong Kong Dollar as there was only a small variance between the exchange rate.




I walked to the bottom of the main island - Macau is spread over three islands - and took a circular bus (about 10p) for an hour journey to the middle island. This is where the Cotai Strip is. Not technically a strip yet as most of the casinos are still being built. The road is more like a building site. However, a few are up and running, including the largest casino in the world, the Venetian Macau. Outside was extreme, with gondolas and a Colosseum-shaped hotel.


Inside, was grandiose. I haven't been to Las Vegas, but I could imagine from this. The tables spread on and on (no photos allowed, sorry). Apparently, as this casino having the largest floor-space in the world, Macau now makes more money in gambling than Las Vegas. This can be easily believed for two reasons - it is the most popular tourist destination in Asia for the Japanese (the number one in the World for them being Paris...), and it is illegal to gamble in Hong Kong (except horse-racing) so many residents come over here for fun.



Sadly, inside the actual casino wasn't as energetic as I imagine Las Vegas to be, or what I witnessed in Monte Carlo; tourists in casual clothes betting tuppence (I took a smart shirt to put on on top of my t-shirt).

I couldn't understand what was going on at most of the tables so I went to a slot machine. First I asked for some change at the counter, and decided I would have a limit of £30. I'm hardly a gambler so I didn't feel the temptation to spend any more. I found my 'lucky' machine (about 20p a spin, big spender, hey!) and sat down, not understanding how it worked. I put some money in and pressed the button. A few cherries span past but nothing lined up. I tried twice more to no avail. On my fourth go, the machine started ringing and the money in the cashpot started rising. People gathered around and a staff came over to congratulate me. I had no idea how much I won, but the money kept on building. In the end, it was just over £100. Not bad at all for four plays!

Now, £100 is not going to change my life in any major way, so should I stop there? Would I regret not playing on to see how much I could win, or would I regret losing any of it? I chose to stop there. Told you I wasn't much of a gambler. And that's how my planned afternoon in the casino lasted a whole 10 minutes.

I walked around the family-friendly shopping area which was built like Venice with canals and gondoliers, but I soon grew tired of it.


I took a free shuttle bus back to the ferry port and left mid-afternoon. It was a brilliant day but I burnt out too early. I would say Macau is worth going to, and you don't need more than a day, especially if you take your time and don't rush around like me.

Back in Hong Kong, I felt lucky with my winnings and decided to go back to Sha Tin and buy the laptop. After all, laptops are cheap here and they have the same connection as UK plugs, which made more sense than buying one in Japan.