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Touch Down

And game.

We’re home, now, and it’s good to be back with the kitties. All told, I had a great time, and I’ve already got a few things I’d like to do when I go back. I want to see Tokyo without a guide (sorry, Jamie, but I love the freedom to just… wander. Like you ;) ), perhaps see Nagano and/or Kyoto. Hiroshima is a plausible return destination, too.

Anyway, I’ve slept now, and now I’m gonna lay about the house and detune until I can swing by work to pick up a shipment that was delivered there for me.

Further postings by me will be made over at my main site.

Tokyo

This city does not stop.

Seriously.

There was heavy-ish traffic as I took a cab to the hostel at 4:00 AM, for pete`s sake.

So far: Shinjuku, which is the club district, and is … busy.

Shibuya, which is excellent and karaoke-ey.

Akihabura: nerd mecca, and where I snagged pornographic figurines for Beau :)

Anyhoo, internet time is almost up, so I am off.

So, our travels have not been so exotic, of course, having visited a country that has a subtropical climate, but we’ve had some interesting times nonetheless.

So, wednesday Char and I attached gathered up some fellow travelers; a pair of scots (Craig and Allison) and a pair of kiwis (Diana and John) and headed off to Miyajima, which is an island temple at the base of Mt. Misen, atop which is a second (third? There’s a mess of temples around here…) temple. There’s ordinarily a gondola (called a ropeway, here) up to the 2/3 mark of the mountain route, but of course it was down until Feb 28.

So, we walked.

529m above sea level, the view is pretty incredible. Look for Char’s pictures, later. The walk down was jelly-legged, but satisfying.

We finished the day with Okonomiyaki, which is the Hiroshima specialty; it’s a sort of scrambled egg/noodle/bacon/cabbage/crepe/shrimp/squid thingy, all made into a pizza-ish deal and fried up; very tasty.

Yesterday, John and Diana joined us at the Hiroshima Peace Memorial Museum, which is a long, on-message, and tasteful condemnation of nuclear weapons. I was interviewed for NHK, which I understand is something like the BBC, but Japanese. I wonder if that will end up being aired? I bet not, but I’ll also never know.

Then, in the evening, loud, beer-fueled Uno with british travelers.

Today, we are off to Tokyo, for two more days with Jamie and then home, but it’s been pretty interesting.

Peace, &c

Char and I toured the Hiroshima Peace Park and Victim Memorial yesterday, and it was… sobering.

Much like the concentration camp at Dachau, although different in many fundamental ways, this park memorializes an episode in history that must not ever be forgotten; I am not a believer that peace is the only way, nor do I have a blanket condemnation for all nuclear weapons, but the consequences of their use are so dire that I believe that people who use them should be obligated to know, and understand, the nature of the wounds they cause before ever they release them.

Also: Dined in a nook in the business district of Hiroshima on a bowl of something, wandered a four-storey computer store, and shot the shit with a dutch investment banker, a british programmer and an australian… talker.

It’s been an interesting hostel stay.

Arrived in Hiroshima, and by god do I hate Japanese keyboards… as Jamie said I would.

Expect short posts due to intense frustration with the input devices ;)

Some other time, I will post more, but we have not seen anything yet; we’re going for a walk. More later.

Steamy Clean

Jamie took us to an Onsen yesterday, from which we have just returned (wait for Char to upload pictures, later today). Think of Radium-style hot springs, with tatami rooms (rice mat floors) and a very quiet, pleasant atmosphere.

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So, we soaked and enjoyed the light, mountain snowfall on us as we did, and then we sipped Asahi beer and slept. Not necessarily in that order, mind. Food was an experience… or an experiment, depending; I could identify damn near nothing of it, which meant that I was alternately pleased and disturbed by what I ate. I also discovered that I am not, generally, a fan of Sake.

The roads here are just amazing; think the Fraser canyon highway, but narrow and switchbacks. It climbed epically quickly, going from dry and mostly green to white within minutes.

Plonk

As in, we have landed.

As anyone who has traveled knows, there’s something particularly jarring about the plastic world that envelops you from the moment you enter your airport of origin to, in my case, the first morning that I _wake up_ in my eventual destination. I’m just coming out of that envelope, sadly without recourse to caffeine, unless I get up the energy to go coffee-vending-machine hunting… which I might just do.

Oh, and it turns out that, amusingly, neither Char nor I has a clue how to operate an ATM :)

Update, Later that day

Well, I got off my ass and went for a stroll while I waited for Char & Jamie to return from their luggage-returning odyssey. Sadly, the ramen place that Jamie recommended was not open, but I did manage to redeem myself somewhat by A) spotting a post office and B) successfully operating its ATM.

Now, I’m sitting here, tinkering with the Morruz blog tools (see the shiny new map?) and sipping Japanese beer, waiting for my lovely traveling (and life) companion to return from Narita airport, hopefully with some clothes to call her own :)

Well, in a relatively time I’ll be on a plane headed for Japan, courtesy of much of my family’s generosity.

This is as foreign to me as it gets; not only can I not speak the language, but I won’t even be able to identify most symbols in print. I anticipate getting lost a few times, but it’s not like this is going to be a high pressure trip.

Anyway, I’m putting off packing, which is a bad idea at this point. More to come, one hopes.

This is going to be the record of the travels of some really weird individuals.

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