Monday, March 31, 2014

Mainichi Mind Blown

You know the weird feeling you get when you hear a song for the first time, and then you hear it 20 more times within the same day?  Or you just read about a new car and then start seeing them everywhere.  That kind of crap happens to me every single day because I'm learning Kanji.  It can happen to you too!

While it kinda sucks having to relearn to read as an adult, it has also been incredibly rewarding lately. I study a few new words and BAM, I'm seeing them in books, in games, online, at work, freakin everywhere!...except TV because screw Japanese TV.  I study it once and life takes over and helps me review it all day/every day.

All the Japanese I don't know is just lumped into that big category of 'crap I don't know', so when I do see a known kanji it just pops right out against the blur.  Its like my Japanese is piecing itself together and coming into focus.  And speaking of Kanji, the JLPT sign-up starts tomorrow.  Everyone else should be getting on their kanji studying as well.

You know what also starts tomorrow?  The end of the world according to Japanese news.  Starting April first the sales tax is going up from 5% to 8%, and holy crap the idiots making a scene.  It is like Y2K all over again, but dumber for some reason.  I can almost get past all the crazy claims like "it's going to put (insert store or restaurant name here) out of business."  The little things are what have really been eating at me .

Flocking to department stores to stock up on toilet paper for example.  Seriously, holy shit people! It is, quite literally, not even worth my time to think about the sales tax increase for more than 2 seconds, and citizens are taking a separate driving trip to the store, paying about $6/gallon for gas, to save a few yen on toilet paper...What is wrong with this picture??  Everything, that is what.

So I guess what I'm trying to say is study your kanji for a rewarding experience in Japan, and don't freak the hell out over (literal) pennies.

Wednesday, March 5, 2014

Real Japan

I went up to 'real' Japan for 2 weeks of work and I was shocked, once again, at how different life in Okinawa is.  I noticed all the little details when I first arrived in Oki, like the need for cars, diet differences, etc.  Now I'm starting to realize how different I am in Okinawa vs real Japan...and apparently I'm starving for Japanese conversation.  It's also apparent that I'm a glutton for punishment because I visited 4 major cities (Tokyo, Hiroshima, Osaka, and Fukuoka) over those 2 weeks...I need a nap

Anyway, to remedy my need for Japanese, my coworkers were kind enough to take me to some very chill whiskey and snack bars.  I've mentioned snack bars before but without too much elaboration, snack bars are bars with female staff, usually with an older woman in charge, and the staff hang out with you and mooch off of your booze all night.  So after a few drinks of liquid courage and a shot of fluency juice, my (limited) Japanese was pouring out of me and I truly felt better about being in Japan.  All was right with the world...the booze and the karaoke certainly helped too.

Real Japan, particularly the big cities I visited, also has a certain 'feel' to it.  The hustle, the energy, the faint smell of soy sauce and urine...It just feels right.    

Plus...THE WOMEN.  They are seriously on a completely different level.  Okinawa is playing pee wee football while real Japan is playing no holds barred MMA with flamethrowers, in SPACE.  I appreciate Oki's weather and laid back lifestyle, but that translates to laziness when it comes to fashion.  Sometimes you want to see insanely thin women rocking 8" boots and 4" skirts in a snow storm and looking fine as hell doing it.  

What was I talking about?  Ah, the mainland is awesome.  Okinawa is just too full of us foreigners to make it feel 'special'.  Plus, Okinawans see gaijin every day so they  treat you like real people instead of racist stereotypes or ask if you can use chopsticks.  Whats up with that??

Business Hotel Room...cause I thought it would be classier than showing a picture of the above mentioned hotty in 8" boots.