March 27th, 2015
Today I leave for Osaka. The first question my dad asked me when he found out was: "Why?"
Why am I heading back there? Well for a few reasons. First, I want to meet my Japanese friends who came to Winnipeg on an exchange program last year. I had promised to go see them, so here I am keeping that promise. Next, I wanted to see Osaka, Nara, and the parts of Kyoto I didn't get to see last time. Third and last, I needed some time off. Off from judo, off from studies a bit, and from people here. A little greedy? Perhaps, but why not kill two birds with one stone.
Now, on the verge of my departure, a new student from the next semester arrived in the dorm. He's from Finland, but that's pretty much all I know. It's a weird feeling because many have left the kaikan, and now others are coming in. While I'll be in Osaka, all the new students will have already arrived. It's a new wave, a new start, and this time, I'm the one on top.
Once again, I rode the night bus from the same station as the last time I went to Kyoto, although this time, I wasn't as exhausted, so I didn't sleep the whole way. Instead, I fell asleep two hours before the end of the ride, which made it very hard waking up and getting out of the bus. Half asleep, I wandered in a circle for about 10 minutes, trying to figure out where to go. After that, I found my way to a station, and from there, looked up how to make it to Mount. Koya. After spending 30 minutes finding a coin locker in the station to store my unneeded articles in for the day, and then figuring out how this station works, I finally got on a train headed south. I took this chance to sleep.
My friend Andreas who had been there a few weeks ago had recommended I visit it, and so I did. I had really no idea what it was but, it kind of felt like a déjà-vu from my trip to Kyoto. The first thing I had done that day, I had visited Fushimi-Inari, alone, and just like this, it had blown my mind away. I really can't explain the beauty of this place... The pictures from my iPhone never came close enough to the reality, no matter how many I took. I didn't climb the whole mountain, but I did get to see the endless graveyard.
I don't know if any of you have had the experience of trying to sleep on a public train, but it's quite funny in the sense that you're half awake, and you randomly wake up, drooling and your neck in the oddest position, then you fall back asleep.
When I arrived, with no surprise, I was now out of the city. The station led to the next train which happened to be a cable train which went diagonally up the mountain. After that, we were asked to buy an all-you-can-ride day pass for the region. The first destination I picked was the Kongobu Temple on Mount Kōya in the Wakayama Prefecture, which is basically an endless graveyard. It felt a little like my trip in Kyoto, since the first place I had visited was an endless row of orange gates, and I was alone. Once again, I really loved it. Here's what I saw:
(The entrance.)
(I caught a lady praying for a dear one.)
(Monks praying.)
(This picture doesn't show it too well, but this view was incredible.)
After that long day of walking, I headed back, and seriously passed out on the train. Once back at the station I had left from, it took me about 10 minutes to find my coin locker, get my stuff, and then I went out for a walk. I found a Starbucks in a mall nearby and sat down to eat something. I also decided to pull out my laptop and make some music. I still had a deadline to release my EP (extended play) on March 31st, although I doubt it's going to happen.
(This was one of my most productive moments, in terms of making music in Japan.)
Saturday morning, March 28th, Kengo and I both left his place around 9:15. At the station, we split: he was going to practice, I was headed off to Nara. I arrived at Nara, but got off by accident one station early, and decided to walk the rest of the way. I grabbed cheap pancakes from the combini as breakfast, and I remembered how three years ago, I had chowed down so many of these every morning. After a 30-minute walk, I made it to Nara Park. And as expected, the first thing you see in Nara, is deers. There were also little stands everywhere selling rice crackers to feed the deer. I decided not to buy anything at first and just watch. I walked through the park and found a lady and a man giving out tons of food to a pack of hungry deers.
After watching them for a while, I continued my walk and discovered the rest of the park. There seemed to be a festival or something happening since tents where set up and music was playing through some speakers. I eventually found a cherry blossom tree. It was my first time seeing it in person. Three years ago, during my trip to Japan, they had been late to blossom, and so I had just missed them.
(Found my girlfriend!)
(They know how to take selfies!)
After that, I got the genius idea to rub my eye with my hand which had touched many deers. As some of you may know, I'm allergic to horses, cats, and dust, but it pretty much extends to anything with fur. After 10 minutes of pouring water in my eye from the sink, I walked out of this random building I had found.
(My eye turning to hell.)
I then remembered I could go see the Daibutsu in Nara, so I took a turn in that direction. Here's what I found.
(The Daibutsu!)
(And a few of his companions.)
(Inside the gates.)
(The court was gorgeous!)
(Hey you!)
Once again, priceless.
I got back to Kengo's apartment, tired, and once again, the day ended in peace.
On the next day, I had secured time to see my friends that had come to Canada for one year last year. We met up in a huge station and one of them had to come get me because I had nooo idea where to go. After that we found a restaurant which served Okinawa-style meals. We sat in, yet we had to be split into two groups due to the table size. I got a good match since I hadn't really talked to these two girls before so I got the chance to then.
(Miyuki and Miho! *Miho is wearing the sweater from U of W.)
After that we got on the ferris-wheel, in which I took the opportunity to scare the young ladies. Then, we took some pictures in a purikura, which split with 7 people comes out tiny... Then we headed into another café. The whole time, I just tried talking to them and getting a real conversation going and mostly to use my Japanese with them. I was kind of surprised at Nick, since I expected him to be able to speak better Japanese than I could, but unfortunately, he hadn't made much progress since I had last seen him in Canada.
After making the ladies laugh, we split up and headed back home. Now Miho and I were headed in the same direction so we headed back together. This time though, I lead her back through the station, thanks to my visual memory, and we got on the train. There, we had quite a conversation and she told me she was quite impressed with me. Haha, yeah, well I do get that a lot.
(Me, Nick, Yuka, Ayaka, Sachika, Miyuki, Miho)
After getting off at my station, Miho and I decided to drop by and see if Miyuki, who had left us earlier to go work, was really working. Her work was actually only 5 minutes away from Kengo's apartment, so we entered the superstore and sure enough, she was there. I believe she was pleasantly surprised!
After that, I brought Miho back to the station, and we said our farewells.
Before I even ate it, I knew it was going to be rough. The thing is, I can most likely eat it, but just by itself was a little hard to swallow after the second bite. But I can now officially say that I ate natto, and that it's one of the only Japanese meals I can't eat haha.
After that, we went to her friend's work place, a sushi restaurant. We ordered a few different types of sushi, and we were also recommended a few by her friend. Before we walked out, her friend made sure that no one was around, and then brought us to the cashier. We ended up paying only 155 yen for our meal, which would have cost around 2000 normally.
We walked a little bit more, then headed back to her place. There, I gave the rest of the natto to her mom since I wasn't planning on eating anymore. Now her mom came out and just started complimenting me (looks, Japanese, half-Canadian, half-Japanese, studies, judo, blah-blah) but what really surprised me is when she started touching my stomach... really caught me off guard. Anyways, after that, Ayaka brought me back to the station, gave me a few recommendations on which train to ride, and I was headed back home.
Now I just want to say that this whole time, I had been making her laugh, and laugh some more. We were making some odd jokes but it was really the first time I felt like I could speak like this to someone in Japanese. I just felt glad that I had been able to break that weird awkwardness that had been present before due to the inability to communicate. It's a feeling like no other. This is when language shows its beauty.
The next day, I ate lunch with Kengo since this was our last time seeing each other. I was really thankfull for Kengo since he had allowed me to just stay at his house even though I had no plans this time to hang out with him.
On my last day in Kansai, I had plans to meet up with Chipa, who was coming to Osaka to be trained by his company. Chipa has just graduated from Tokai University (regular program) in September, but he has now entered a company and was about to start his training. So I decided I would hang out one last time with him.
He arrived at noon by shinkansen, but was only free after 4, so after that, we met up and headed over to Osaka Castle! I had been there the last time (Oct. 2014) I came to Osaka, (http://thesoundsofjapan.blogspot.jp/search?q=osaka), but this time, there were sakura (cherry blossoms)!
(Got lucky and caught some sakura just blooming!)
Afterwards, we walked around these long outdoor hallways, haha which where filled with all kinds of shops! I really enjoyed this kind of shopping district, as we don't have that anywhere near I live. You see restaurants, convenience stores, but you also have jewellers and supermarkets.
Chipa then insisted we eat at Coco Curry House, his favourite curry restaurant. When we got in, he ordered right away and I had the brilliant idea to order a level-4 spicy curry. Don't get me wrong, I do enjoy spicy food since my mom cooks up some pretty bad ass curry herself, but man was this one ever deadly. I could barely finish it. But I still can say that I enjoyed the experience!
We then crossed the famous Namba bridge, chatted one last time, then headed to the station where we said our goodbyes. I will most likely see him a few more times during my stay in Japan, but he'll be busy with work and our time will be limited.
After that, I headed to the bus stop, the same one I had arrived at, and waited with many people for my bus. This bus stop was kind of interesting. Very busy I must say. There were many people yelling the times of the busses that were leaving and repeating information, making sure everyone understood. For one of the busses, someone was late, and they called his name many, many, many times. I had to check with them twice that I didn't miss my bus because there were like three of the same ones with the same destination, same company, just 10 minutes difference. Anyways, got on the bus and... didn't sleep. The guy next to me kept on going out to smoke at every stop which forced me to wake up until he decided to switch seats with me, by which time I was wide awake...
Made it back to Shinjuku, and took the first train back home. A long trip that was. Long, but good.
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