Eagle!!!

Yeah... Sorry for the big break in between my posts. It was Oban week, and I was away for the whole time. Then when I returned I had other things on my mind and things I needed to do, so I just kept putting the blog aside, until today when I realized it's been nearly three weeks since I updated it.

Oops... My bad.

So in that time quite alot has gone on in my life, the biggest been I climbed Mount Fuji, Japan's tallest mountain.




It was an insane experience that I loved and will always remember but there isn't a snowball's chance in hell that I'm going to ever do it again. I climbed Fuji with my mate Brendan, and his friend Michie.

The fifth station which we started our accent was jammed packed with people from all walks of life. I was actually amazed at how many people were there to climb Fuji. It ranged from young kids to people who I at first confused to be the walking dead. Seriously, these people were like skeletons they were so old. It was incredible. I later read that the number of people who climb Fuji daily is approximately 7000 people, and as you start to climb I really seems like there are that many people.



We began our climb from a small hut not far from the fifth station. We had a short sleep and some food before we started in the dark. Headlights strapped to our foreheads and beanies atop our heads we began the walk from the hut to the sixth station, which was about 1.5 km from where we began.

It was easy. As we continued walking Brendan and I could see a red Toori Gate up ahead which we took to be the top of Fuji...

We seriously underestimated the shear size of Fuji. The gate was the seventh or eighth station. We had a long walk in store for us. As the climb progressed the tracks became more like obstacle courses, in which we needed to climb over rocks and actually think about what we were doing. It was a lot of fun, we moved insanely quickly overtaking people we had seen walk past us hours before. We were really enjoying it up until the point that the oxygen began to thin.



I slowly began to go blank. For about three hours or more, I can't remember now, it felt like I would never stop walking. Even when I closed my eyes to stop and rest I could still see the person's shoes in front of me, and thought about how shiny they looked with my torch light reflecting off the back of them. It was a seriously odd experience, more so when people began to vomit every where. It was impossible to walk ten meters with out needing to have a break.

So we kept walking. As we neared the top the sun began to rise over the horizon. People had stopped to take photos. It really pissed me off that they sat right in the middle of the track in every ones way. By this time I couldn't give a shit about the sunrise, as pretty as it was. I wanted one thing. To get to the top of the mountain so I could start heading back down.



It felt good to finally reach the summit. We were able to sit, where ever we could find room. We were absolutely shitted. While Brendan rested I decided to take some photos of what I could as I had intended to take so many more but with out a tripod with me walking during the night didn't present many opportunities.

The view was incredible to say the least. From the summit I could see that too my left a huge lighting storm was terrorizing a city that I may have known, but couldn't recognize. To my right the sky was clear and it was evident that they would be enjoying a beautiful day. It was bizarre to be able to see the two so close together but so far apart.




After some time we decided to track back down Fuji. Compared to going up the mountain going down was like hell. With my inherited 'spaco' feet combined with the gravel that slid from beneath you as you walked I was in absolute pain nearly the entire way. So much so that by time I had nearly reached the bottom I was so pissed off at the mountain that I just wanted it to be over. All I wanted was to sit down so my feet would stop hurting. I was seriously pissed.

So after nearly sixteen hours or more of nearly non-stop walking we reached the bottom. The wooden sticks we had bought, that we were meant to get seared at every station, remained blank and we didn't care. We threw the sticks down behind us and couldn't have cared less that we paid 1200 yen for what was now nothing more then firewood.

We both walked over and bought the most expensive vanilla ice cream we had ever paid for and they were awesome.

Sansa Odori Festival = Awesome

After a week of Summer School I'm back and ready to go. So I've finally got a chance to update my photos and I have put some new ones up on flickr for every one to see. Those the choice photos of my day in Tono Valley, home of the Kappa as well as the photos I took at the Sansa Festival last night.



Sansa in one word was awesome. It's a hard feeling to explain but I'm sure other people who are living in Japan for the first time have had it, where a light bulb goes on in your head and you think to yourself: Holy shit, I'm actually in Japan.

The Sansa Odori festival takes place each year in the main street of Morioka City in Iwate. Over the few days that the festival takes place over 20,000 people participate in various events, the most exciting being the parade that takes place each night. Dressed in colorful traditional clothing and carrying drums they dance down the street for three hours nearly non-stop. Why?

Story goes that long ago a Demon of sorts plagued the people of the land. With the pitch forks locked away for the night, and the flaming torches all lost the people turned to the only logical solution. Pray to the right God and he will fix it. So the God and Devil talked long and hard, and finally getting fed up with the Demon's wise cracks the God through sand in his eyes. Cheap, but it gave him the chance to crash tackle that son of a bitch to the ground.
Holding the Demon down and threatening the Demon with a long string of spit slowly descending towards his face the Demon pledged to never terrorize the hicks again. The God dragged little Devil Boy to three stones and forced him to place a hand print upon one of them to seal his pact.


The name Iwate came from this hand print, meaning 'Stone Hand'

Alright, so not exactly how the story goes, but I think its more entertaining this way.

So similar to what I expect happened when I left home, the people threw a huge party, while the Demon stood at the side 'Purse Watching' like a fat kid at a school disco.



Now in the first week of August the city is alive with drum beats and people wearing summer kimono's called Yukata where ever you look. The drums make a tremendous noise, and luckily it's not just random. There is a great deal of practice and choreography put into the dances. Believe me, I tried at the end of the night and looked like a total nutter trying to keep up with the girl who was in front of us. She helped as much as she could but it would seem I'm a bit of lost cause.


The parade is truly special and girls take a great deal of time preparing their robes and making themselves look pretty. I think by time they reach the end of the parade however their make up is long gone after the amount of sweat they have lost. In fact, the men sweat so much and are so enthusiastic that you can see beads flying off their arms and faces as they dance. It's incredible the effort that everyone puts into the Sansa Odori Festival.

Indeed it will be one thing that I never forget because it was so much damn fun.



The night only begins when the festival ends though. From then on it was party time. After the parade Megan, Sarah, Renee and Myself headed back to one of our Japanese teachers houses for drinks. It was hilarious watching their son-in-law pouring a drink that he claims is 50/50 - Vodka and Orange Juice, when I knew perfectly well he had filled that damn glass to the brim with Vodka. I drank it regardless and we talked for ages.




I was surprised how much Japanese I could understand and actually speak back to them. It was the kind of experience I had imagined when I left for Japan.

As the night went on we headed back to the main street to meet up with the other Native Teachers for more drinks. Darts, cold chips and this really awesome curry-omelette rice dish. Combine these for a good time. We spent the rest of the night here, talking away generally about nothing of any importance, before we all staggered off to where ever we were going to sleep that night.

I think I can safely say that a good time was had by all last night.

Summer School

Hey every one,

This week I started teaching Summer School. I'm pretty much run off my feet so I won't have the chance to do a decent post until next we week. It wouldn't be so bad but we keep having earthquakes up here and it affects my train times. This means I have to get super early trains in order to get to my lessons on time.

Just thought I would give you an idea of what I am doing at the moment. Next week I will also be able to put up so new photos. I have some pretty cool ones from this month that I haven't had the chance to upload so you can look forward to them.

Anyway, until next time I'm off.

It was only a joke...

I only wrote the list for a joke because I was bored... People aren't meant to take it that seriously...


*edit*

People have asked what I mean about the penguins and to back off them. Here are few examples:

Q: What do Penguins sing on a birthday?

A: Freeze a jolly good fellow.


Q: What do you call a penguin in the desert?

A: Lost.


Q: Why do Penguins carry fish in their beaks?

A: Because they haven´t got any pockets.


Q: Why don´t Penguins like rock music?

A: They only like sole.


Q: What do mother Penguins say to their children before they go out in the dark?

A: Beak....careful out there.


Q: What´s black and white and goes round and around?
A: A Penguin in a revolving door.


Those are what I mean.

My List

To add too my mood I thought I would write up a list of things I don't like.

Mike's List of Things he doesn't like today.

1. Kids who are jerks on trains.

2. Old people who stare at me... And then go inside to get their old people spouses to help stare at the white kid.

3. People who for no reason use an escalator when their is a stair case consisting of fifteen steps right next to it. It's damn lazy.

4. People who use a stair case when they should be using the escalator. Old people just stop trying!

5. Grapes and anything grape related. Squishy, cold, and for some stupid reason they always get thrown into swimming pools or spas when I'm in them. Yuck.

6. Spiders. I'm not scared of them, but if all the spiders in my apartment learn to work as a team and mass against me I'm royally boned.

7. Not been able to leave my apartment doors open at night in this humidity because I'm scared Ninjas will get in.

8. Velociraptors - Big sharp toes and they are smart. Dinosaurs are extinct? It's what they want you to think. Watch out for them when you're walking in tall grass.

9. The fact that the Japanese can create a toilet that sends moderately temperatured water up my clacker but don't sell burrito tortillas at the supermarket.

10. That guy who plays Robin Hood in BBC's Robin Hood. The stories good, the episodes are entertaining. Why is the main character played by a dick who can't act?!

11. The way my left foot is like an entire centimeter bigger then my right. I know its all about biological symmetry but it just looks stupid.

12. The creepy old lady who stands at the end of the street every garbage day, watching for people who don't put their bags under the net correctly, or might have the wrong things in burnables. I swear she checks when I go away.

13. Children whose heads are just too damn big for their bodies. How do they walk with out being bent over, heads dragging along the ground and sparks flying up as they move? I'll never bloody know.

14. Myspace, facebook, Hi5, Friendster. Any site that promotes community. People who I don't even know add me! At least say 'hello' or something! It's just not right!

15. Jokes about Penguins. One was funny, but I just don't think its fair to keep insulting the things. Their doing their best with out the ability to fly, they chose the wrong evolutionary path, so just back off! Pick on another animal...

16. The ending to the show Quantum Leap. For a show dedicated to following a guy who leaps into other peoples bodies, trying his hardest to get home I thought to have an ending where he never got home was just harsh. Hell, how do I even remember that shit? I was like five years old!!

17. Speaking of time traveling, what was up with Mr. Peabody. Did he actually like Sherman or did he just need some one to pick on? Seriously, Sherman should have grown some man parts and had that dog put down when he could after all the stupid puns he made... Or at least broken his glasses.

18. Earthquakes. They happen all the time here, but never when I'm bloody awake! Oh no. When I lie down to sleep at night, and I'm just at the edge. Then I feel it and my pots start to rattle. Random my arse.

19. The way that bugs insist on coming to my apartment to just die. They land on my walls and if I don't get to them first, by morning they are dead and still attached to my wall. These things have got like 24 hours to live, go and do something with you lives instead of annoying me!

20. People who wear those blue tooth head sets for no reason. Fair enough if your on a call, but take them off when your finished. You just look like a dick head any way.

21. People who use literally all the time when they speak. For example "...I literally dropped dead when I heard the news." No you didn't you moron! Learn to speak English!

22. When I pass another foreigner and say "Heya" and they just look at me like I'm idiot. I was just been polite jack ass! I should cut his pony tail... Damn Hippy.

23. Creative children's names. Like Apple, or Seven.

24. Ponchos. If I wanted to wear a big bit of plastic I would have cut a head and arm holes in a garbage bag. $5!? No way!

25. That the girl in the movie Water World grew up to be so ugly. I know I share disappointment's with many children of the 90's when I say that. Such a shame. Such a waste.


I know it sounds like I'm complaining a lot... That's mostly because I am.