Sorry for the delay in updating, Finals kind of came up and kicked me in the teeth -- I'm okay now though. Here's a continuation of my Winter Break Story, starting where we left off...
Having arrived safely from my trip to Sendai, I met up with other fellow dorm-mates and we strategized on what should we do with the remainder of our break. Kamakura and Mount Takao came up. So, the next day we woke up early and made our way to Kamakura!
Aaron, Giuseppe, Noah and myself made our way to the trains early in the morning. We arrived in Kamakura and made way to our first shrine. The image to the left shows Guiseppe, Aaron and I at the end of a walkway that goes down the middle of the road. The walkway is surrounded on both sides by trees that, I'm sure, look beautiful during spring. They were quite bare then. We meandered through the various shrines in the area, eating Sweet Potato Ice Cream and trying a mystery button on a vending machine. I got some shit tea, haha. Below is a picture of the walkway with Gigi, Noah, and myself.
The walkway of bare-trees. Not to be confused with the walkway of bear-trees, that's quite dangerous... |
We stopped along a wonderuous statue of a man looking at the valley of Tokyo. He was a Morimoto, if I recall correctly. He was a lad of a man.
We finally made our way to the Great Buddha and even made it to the inside, for a mere 20 yen ($0.25). Our adventure at Kamakura came to an end with the Great Buddha, we were quite tired from the adventurous walk and shrine visiting. We hoped on the train back to Tokyo, but unfortunately some drama developed for me on the way back.
The train was quite crowded, but once it dispursed a bit, I made my way to a seat in the priority section -- an area of seats reserved for the elderly, handicapped, and pregnant. I sat happily, listening to my iPod when I glanced at an ad. The ad a familar kanji, one of which I knew I studied but couldn't remember the direct meaning. I pull out my iPod, which has an app called "Kotoba!" which is a Japanese Dictionary. I was looking up this stupid kanji when out of no where, this old lady stops the train conductor who was walking by and told him to make me stop. The conductor, in the best English he could muster, told me to put it away I was in the Priority Seats. I responded, in Japanese, that my iPod was not a cell-phone -- which aren't allowed in the section. He folded his arms in an "X" shape and said "No. You can not." I politely asked, still in Japanese, "I can not what?" He pointed at my phone, and finally saying Japanese, that me conjuring spirits or whatever it is the old lady thought I was doing was not allowed. I pointed out that the man sitting next to the lady was, in fact, listening to an iPod himself. I was seconds away from telling the old lady herself, superceeding the conductor, that it was none of her business. I refrained and put it away, shooing away the conductor. But, I would not give up without a fight. This old lady chose the wrong gaijin on the wrong day to discriminate. I was pissed at this blatant discrimination, but instead of shouting at the old lady I used a much more proven gaijin tactic: intimidation. Now, quite simply, I scowled at the woman. My goatee was in full douche-mode and my eye brows were pressed, my frown was worn proudly and my eyes were fixated on the cause... The old lady knew she had met her match. Now, with eyes unclouded, I starred her down. If I could conjure spirits, cast magic, or whatever it is she thought I was doing with my iPod -- heaven forbid I was actually trying to learn her own f'n language -- then I was doing it, this time to her. She got of the the train at the next stop, which was two minutes after telling the conductor her nonsense. That infuriated me more. Not only did she not mind her business, but she chose to right before getting off the damn train. I should have told her to go f' off --in German or something.
My mood fouled of Kamakura due to this old bat getting in my business. I returned to the dorm with a new hatred for old people who think they're entitled to shit. Give my seat to an old person, nope this lady ruined that for you. Previously, I would've been happy to give my seat for an old person -- probably because they just scare me -- but NO MORE. Move out of the way so an old person can walk by, NOPE I'M GAIJIN I'M IN YOUR WAY. LOL.
Seriously, though. Old People, mind your business; or at least be equal about the business you're minding. That guy next to you is much more of a threat to you then I am sitting adjasent to you.
Noah, Rob, Ciran, and Alex |
Tokyo is truly big and wonderuous |
Fuji looms in the distance while a Ferris Wheel sits in the foreground. |
With Mount Takao and Kamakura done, the Winter Break was nearing its end. New Years Eve was upon us before we knew it and plans were set into motion. I don't remember the night too well, but I celebrated the New Year with a Beer in hand and welcomed 2011 happily. 2010, a year of many changes -- a lot of them bad -- ended. 2011, a New Year one of which will bring us happiness and renewal is upon us!
Happy New Year Everyone! Until next time... The next topic is Finals and the beginning of Spring Break (yeah, I know it's already here...)
Ed-
ReplyDelete1) how is sweet potato ice cream?
2) the old lady on the train story is a scream LOL
Steve