Saturday, April 25, 2009

Matzoh ballin' aka My First Passover Seder

I forget exactly how he brought it up, but around the end of April, Dave asked me if I wanted to come over on a Saturday night and help him make matzoh balls to feed 16 people. After the fun we had making strawberry jam (speaking in hick accents, pretending like we lived in a "little house on the prarrie," see photo below) I decided this offer was too good to pass up.


And true enough, stirring together chicken fat, matzoh ball mix and water was outrageous fun. This time, the hick accents were replaced by a plethora of "ball" themed jokes. Apparently, we are no more mature than the junior high school students we teach. The best and worst part of the evening was "quality control." I think the best part is fairly self explanitory, the worst part was limiting the quality control to only one or two matzoh balls each. Patience, patience!

The following night was the actual Seder dinner at the lovely Naoko sensei's house. When I arrived, the table was set beautifully and I couldn't wait to eat! Dinner could wait however, as we had an hour of history, symbolic nibbling and badly pronounced prayer to get through first. If you want to learn more about what we said or munched on, I suggest speaking to your closest Jewish friend or a Google search, since it can't really be summed up in a just a few sentences.

Washing our hands like one big happy family. It really was nice to be surrounded by gaijin and Nihonjin alike to take part in an ancient non-Japanese ritual.


And finally the feast!!


I was literally full for about 2 days after we had the Seder. I am sad I won't be around for next year's.

Monday, April 13, 2009

Spring Break '09

Spring Break 2009---Cherry Blossoms and English Camp. I am sure I had interesting things to write about both of these things, but since it's now December 2009, less is more.

Cherry blossoms in Kurume were amazing this year. I sort of saw what all the fuss was about.






English Camp with high school students who actually enjoy and study English. What fun!

The High School Musical Skit. I was the teacher---shocker!



Haikingu!


Hawaiian culture!



Arizona culture aka Line dancing!



Group Jump shot!


2nd Annual Ichigo Gorging

It seems only fitting that a post about strawberries should be short and sweet. This one will certainly fit the first description, and you the reader can decide whether or not it fulfills the second.

The Sunday after graduation, Jamie, Vanessa and I left the jutaku at the seemingly un-godly hour of 10 AM to catch the bus south to Hirokawa Town. Shortly getting off, we saw this descriptive man hole cover. We were in the right place.


The all you can pick/eat in 60 minutes strawberry "patch" was a decent 30 minute walk on some narrow streets from the bus stop, but aside from the cars coming within inches of us, it was rather pleasant and the appetite we worked up came in handy among the rows and rows of fruit.
After we paid our 1200 yen, we were outfitted with small baskets, a small pair of scissors and the all important VIP "Hungry Strawberry Eater" badge. We were then let loose in the greenhouse where the temperature was around 26 C. Heaven!!
Jamie and Vanessa show off the all access passes.

Rows and rows of strawberries, some not quite ripe like the neato "ha-fu" ones below, but we had no trouble eating ourselves almost sick in just under an hour.


The aftermath.

The long walk back to the bus aided in the digestion process, allowing Jamie and me to jugde this year's fest as a big improvement over the coma of last year. "Berry" nice work!!

Tears of Joy?

Alarmingly fast, mid-March rolled around for the second time, which means it was time for the 9th (and 6th) graders to graduate. The ceremony was similar to last year's, so it included a copious amount of tears and sobbing, but I think (and most of the teacher's agreed with me) that the speeches were better, and this year's class would be sorely missed.

Following the ceremony, everyone gathers in the courtyard in the front of school for final goodbyes, yearbook signing and a marathon of picture taking. This year happened to be freezing, overcast, and windy with a small bit of stinging precipitation, but luckily this didn't seem to put a damper on the more festive part of graduation.

Below are some of the kids I miss already:

Without Kosei, who will inspire the soccer team to ask me all the inappropriate, yet grammatically correct questions?

Teeny Anna and taller Mako were not afraid to speak to me in English.

The class president, Yuki. His speech left all the girls and many of the boys sobbing into their hand towels. Most of the these kids have been together since 1st grade and are parting for the first time. Awwwwww.

Some of the "high tension" girls.
I thought that I might be among the crying masses this year, but the only thing that almost made me cry was when the 9th grade homeroom teachers said that I couldn't pass out the candy grams I made for all 150 students since they broke the "no candy at school" rule. I was not a happy camper, which I guess showed, since one of them did appologize and said it would be okay after the ceremony (I had no intention of giving them something to suck on/litter on the ground before the ceremony. I may be young and foreign, but I have common sense!!) but it hurt that they were so adamant about adhering to stupid rules on a once a year special occasion. I really wanted to pack up and leave Japan right then and there. Attending graduation for the second time definitely made it feel like I have been here a long time.

Before graduation, there was some uncertainty about whether I would be returning to one of my favorite elementary schools in the new school year. It turns out I will go back, but it won't be the same without the 6th graders. I really appreciated their enthusiasm for English class!
Thank you and good luck in junior high!

Friday, March 6, 2009

Take me away

I thought February 20th would never come, but it finally did. The poor children I taught that Friday didn't really get me on my best day. I was counting the minutes from the moment I woke up until Keizo arrived around 4:30 to whisk me away to a small bungalow in the middle of nowhere.

We arrived a little after 5:30. Japan is so small, the middle of nowhere is just over an hour away. Our accomodations consisted of a sleeping area, eating area, bathroom and two baths, indoor and outdoor.



After enjoying our welcome snack, and arranging dinner and breakfast times with the room lady who would not stop talking, we got right down to it...soaking in the hot sulfur smelling water. It was glorious!



Just as the tension of the week was melting away, we had to get out and make ourselves decent for the room lady to bring us dinner. It's really not everyday you get served dinner in your bathrobe. I felt like a princess!

First course: lots of small Japanese things, including some tofu and potatoes dressed up as Hina Matsuri dolls.



Next: Pumpkin "fondue" with vegetables to dip into the secret soup. The room lady who wouldn't stop talking about everything else (including the annoying gaijin questions "Can you eat Japanese food?") kept her trap shut when it came to the recipe. It tasted a lot like pumpkin puree, water and butter to me.



Obligatory raw creatures from the sea. I wasn't so sure about this tentacled guy, but shut my eyes and swallowed him without too much trouble.



We finally got some cooked meat and rice to round out the main course. Dessert was the juicy citrus below. Normally, I think fruit is too healthy for dessert, but this was delicious. I hardly noticed all the vitamin C.


More soaking. Sleeping on large fluffy futon. Breakfast at 9 AM sharp. What kind of vacation is this! !
Keizo trying to look awake with our bountiful breakfast.
In addition to delicious food, this place had an amazing collection of ceramic dishes. I loved the little shoyu (soy sauce) duck!

Sadly, they made us leave around 11, so we hopped in the car and drove towards Kumamoto city. We hadn't gotten far when I spotted a large head peeking above the trees in the hills. Keizo asked for directions and we shortly arrived at the base of this:

Ewwww. Much tackier up close than from the road. Oh well.
Next stop, Kumamoto Castle. As you may recall, this was the first Japanese castle I saw, way back in September of 2007. It is also the first Japanese castle Keizo has ever been inside of. He has seen/walked around Osaka-jo. That's it. I have been to nine Japanese castles! There's something not quite right about that.

The castle had some nice ume trees.

After the castle, it was back in the car for the drive home, which we broke up stopping to buy some of the delicious oranges we had for dessert and a box of taiyaki, fish shaped wafers filled with sweet beans, which we ate in the car, and for breakfast the following two days. All in all, an excellent escape; one that I would love to be able to repeat every weekend.
Once a month?

Saturday, February 14, 2009

Love is a funny thing...

In Japan, Valentine's Day is when women give chocolate to men they like. On February 14th, men have little more to worry about than gracefully accept said chocolate. A month later on March 14th (White Day), the men are supposed to give marshmellows to the women they like. Whoop de doo. While the men receive something solid that contains antioxidants, women get airy goop that causes cavities. Just one of the ways Japan has yet to fully embrace equality for women. Hmph.

Despite my disapproval of the way Japanese celebrate Valentine's Day, Thursday night found me madly melting chocolate in my kitchen to make fudge for the occasion. All this despite the fact that I spent all of about 10 mins of today with my Valentine (hmmm seems a like this has happened once before :-/ ) As far as excuses go, Keizo had a pretty good one...today was the last game of the rugby season; the one that would determine their team ranking. Last year they were 12/14, and I am happy to report that with their win today, they moved up one whole spot and are 11/14 teams in their league. Whoo hoo!! A win at the end of a losing season was a nice change, and in addition to the chocolate, my Valentine's gift to Keizo is letting him spend it with his first love, rugby.

[P.S. He's making it up to me next weekend, when we are going to take a much overdue vacation to a traditional Japanese inn, complete with private hot spring bath. Ooo la la!!]

But, lest you think my weekend has been lonely, let me tell you about our fantastic Valentine themed NPP dinner on Friday! Eight lovely ladies from around Kurume battled the wind and rain to dine at Artino and exchange "Secret Cupid" gifts.
Mmmm pink ice cream!
Happy V-day lovely ladies!

Thursday, January 15, 2009

Finding Nemo

While it may have been unusually humid in the Outback while we were there, 30% doesn't really compare to a billion, which was roughly the relative humidity in Cairns. Welcome to the tropics!

Our first full day was spent aboard an Ocean Spirit cruise, which we boarded right outside of our hotel (the Brendan Vacations tour people hooked us up!) This lovely catamaran took us out to one of the hundreds of cays on the Great Barrier Reef.



Upon reaching the cay, the parents and I were content to float around near the top of the water, but my adventerous, scuba certified brother set off for the deep with a other "certified" people. That's them below:



We all had a great time, as the underwater views were unbelievable. It looked just like an aquarium...there were so many fish and corals. Some fish were really friendly and would swim right up to you, others prefered to keep their distance. Unfortunately, jellyfish were abundant and were of the more "friendly" persuasion. Despite long sleeved suits, we all got stung anyway. Luckily, the burning sensation only lasted for the afternoon. I saw one stingray, maybe 1/2 a dozen giant clams that could have eaten my legs had they been so inclined and really enjoyed listening to the scraping sound the parrot fish made as the gnawed on the coral. It's all thanks to them that there was a cay for us to stop at!!

After lunch, we boarded a funny looking semi-submersible boat for a guide tour of the reef. Above the water line, the captain sat in a little box, and a staircase led below to the glass room were we sat on benches and oooohed and ahhhed at the captain's percision boat steering (and the marvels of the reef). The best part? No jellyfish!


Since I don't own an underwater case for my camera, the semi-sub ride gave me the chance to attempt photographing the marvels I had seen before lunch. This hardly does it justice:


I would make the long trek back to Australia just to spend more time on the reef. It was spectacular.

Cairns isn't just a beach town. Head inland and there are sugar cane fields and mountains covered in lush tropical forests. There's even an unlikely railway that will take you up one of these mountains to said forest.


I think this train station looks like something out of Disneyland, and it took a few sweaty hours of walking around its adjoining town to to convince me that it wasn't.

The weather in Cairns practically required excessive consumption of frozen dairy to survive. My dragon fruit/lime gelato in Kuranda (the town on top of the mountain) helped prevent me from expiring. You can tell my mom keeps up with my blog...she has the pose down pat.


To get off the mountain, we took a gondola over the trees. Gorgeous!


The last morning in Cairns, Mom and I went out for a special Mommy/Daughter breakfast at a coffee shop we had passed near our hotel. We ordered a Light Start breakfast (toast, yogurt, coffee) a muffin and an iced coffee to share. Boy, were we surprised when our order came out! I found it kind of odd that everyone in Australia drank hot coffee in the middle of summer, but it began to make sense when I saw the "iced coffee":


Whoa! One of those a day would be pretty dangerous. At least that will be balanced out by some toast and yogurt. Nope!! Whether it was our lousy American pronunciation or that the cashier didn't take us to be "light start" types, we were served a plate of toast, smothered in ham, eggs, holandaise and avocado. It was delicious!!

A parting shot from Cairns of the public pool in the middle of park. Next time I definitely want to go swimming!


From Cairns, we flew to Melbourne, the last stop on our packed intinerary. The weather in Melbourne threw us all for a loop, as it was cool and breezy.

View from the hotel:

Flinders Street Station.

In Australia, Melbourne is famous for its tram cars. This historic one makes a loop around the downtown area and you can ride it for free!!
The one organized tour we went on in Melbourne took us to some near by mountains which were full of exotic birds. Mom was happy. But who wouldn't be when the birds were as interesting as this one?
For our "last supper" as a family we headed to Lygon Street, a four block stretch home to around 200 restaurants, the vast majority of them Italian. We stuffed ourselves with pasta and then went searching for our last gelato together. Looking at the photo below, is there any doubt I am that woman's daughter?

After dining, we hauled our very full selves toward the Southern Star, Melbourne's newest attraction. It claimed to be like "nothing else on Earth" but it looked a lot like the London Eye to me.

We arrived at the perfect time, and got to see the city as the lights were coming on. It was quite beautiful, if not a tad bittersweet since this was our last activity together as a family.
The next day, I bid them farewell at the hotel and went souvenir shopping before meeting up with my friend Megumi. I met Megumi when I went to teach 4th grade at one of the elementary schools here in Kurume shortly after I first arrived in Japan. I let her and another teacher know about an English conversation group some other ALTs had organized, but it was a few months before they showed up. But when they did, we always found a lot to talk about! About a year ago, Megumi decided that she was done with teaching for a while (who can blame her!) and that she was going to go to Australia to study English. It was a great bit of luck that she moved to Melbourne, and I would have a whole day to kill after my parents left. She showed me around the Exhibition Hall and Melbourne Musuem before taking me to her apartment, where I spent the night. She and her boyfriend were excellent hosts, and I am sad that I only got to see them for a little while. The last we spoke, Megumi is planning on returning to Japan in July, so I hope to see her again before I head back to the States in August.

The fabulously over the top Exhibition Hall in Melbourne.
Thus concludes the much overdue and slightly abreviated chronicles of my trip to the Land Down Under. Thank you.