My First Earthquake!

So.  It has finally happened.  My first earthquake.  There I was sitting in my classroom a few minutes before class started  with a couple of students.  Then the building creaked and I felt something.  It wasn't really a shake so much as a small hiccup.  I wouldn't have thought twice about it , but my students looked up at each other and one said "Jishin?"  The other student nodded in agreement and they went back to their writing undisturbed.  I recognized the Japanese word for earthquake and began as my students, half in English and half in Japanese, "Was that an earthquake? Jishin?" They said yes and looked at me as a crazy person as I giggled and started looking out the windows.  The earthquake (click here for the USGS data on it) as a whopping 5.6 on the Richter scale, which is actually fairly large and can damage poorly constructed buildings.  It was, however, 75 kilometers (45 miles) away, so we were barely affected.  Apparently people felt it as far away as Tokyo.  A 5.6 earthquake might be big news to me, but it didn't even make local news here.  I could only find evidence that I didn't imagine it on the USGS earthquake site.  Well, that chapter of "Firsts in Japan" complete, I must wrap up and go to bed.  However, this was exciting enough to warrant a blog post immediately.  For those who are interested, David didn't feel it, he was at a school a bit farther away today.  I will write a longer, more interesting post later, but for now, sayonara!

Cheese Tara and Other Joys

This is cheese tara.  I bought this particular pack from the 7-11 down the street.  I'm sure there will be an entire blog post dedicated to the wonders of a Japanese convenience store, but this is not that particular post. So, I will leave my description of convenience stores to this, for now: they are everywhere and you can buy anything at them.  Today, however, I was in the mood for some Mitsuya Cider (soda that tastes vaguely of pears and vanilla) and some delicious cheese tara.  What is cheese tara, one might ask.  Until 10 minutes ago, I would not have answered your question correctly.  The Japanese have developed a recent culinary obsession with cheese.  Not real cheese, mind you, but the fake kind, in the vein of kraft singles and string cheese.  Often cheese snacks are eaten with beer or sake, similar to pub mix or cocktail peanuts in the States.  I have been eating these snacks since I arrived, but particularly enjoyed the variety I now know to be cheese tara.  To me, they looked like camembert or brie sliced very thin, with the papery rind on the top and bottom.  I love cheese, probably a little too much for waistline's sake, but we all have our guilty pleasures.  Combined with the fact that my significant other hates cheese in almost all its forms (gasps in disgust are welcome here), eating cheese is a wonderful event that I can selfishly enjoy without the need to share it with anyone.  So, when "Japanese cheese" was brought to my attention, I simply had to try it.

 My love affair with cheese tara began. However, I couldn't help but wonder why the cheese tasted so different from any cheese I had before.  There was certainly a processed quality about it, but that I knew as familiar.  No, there was something strange in this taste.  Something I had tasted before, but never in cheese... was it nutty... no... was it possibly the richness of truffles I was tasting... no, and if it was I was getting a bargain, these packs only cost 180 yen... I let the unknown taste pass from my thoughts and contently enjoyed eating my cheese.  Today, I bought my pack of cheese tara and a soda, and began to inspect the label.  I was so happy that I had progressed in Japanese enough to be able to read the Japanese "cheezu" in katakana script.  The next symbol (tara) was in kanji, which I probably will never be able to read. But it had the hirigana of "tara" above it to help out those of us who don't read kanji (Thank you 7-11!).  I wondered what tara meant.  It was a Japanese words, as it was in hirigana and it was an old enough word to have a kanji of its own.  I thought, maybe it means snack or lite treat.  No.  My curiosity led me to the internet.  Tara translates to codfish. Cod.  A fish I had eaten many times.  All of the sudden the unidentifiable taste in my cheese tara was very clear to me.  As it turns out, cheese tara, or fish cheese as I will begin to call it, is actually processed cheese mixed with ground up dried cod and rolled into flat sheets and sliced up to be eaten as a snack with your beer or sake.  Hmmm. At first, I was hesitant to eat the cheese tara anymore, as I was now aware that it wasn't really cheese.  But, I do really like it and there are certainly stranger things you can eat this world, and I've eaten a few myself.  Is fish cheese really any stranger than horse meat or sheep intestines?  No.  I have decided that it definitively is not.  So I will carry on eating my newfound snack and will probably miss it when I am back in the States. If you are ever in Japan, please try the fish cheese.  It's delicious.

That epic tale being told, I've decided to post a list of my goals and hopes for my time in Japan.  This is far less about being cheesy (oh do I love bad and poorly executed puns) or gushy.  This is a completely selfish desire to let into the world my list of goals while in Japan so that I will feel guilty if I do not complete them.  You are now a witness to my list of things to be accomplished while in Japan.  Please nag me.  I really want all of these to happen.  Also, any hints or advice on completing them will be warmly received.

My Japanese To Do List

1. Climb Mt. Fuji.  While number one on my list, this probably one of the last things I will do in Japan.  Not only would it be a nice cap to a year living here, but the climbing season is only six weeks in late summer.  So, in August of next year, I will see the sunrise from atop Mt. Fuji, most sacred mountain in Japan.

2. Learn Japanese.  I will break this down into my two goals for learning Japanese language.
        
        2a. Be able to go to a restaurant, be seated, order my food and pay my bill entirely in Japanese, in full sentences while understanding what is being said to me.  Now this is the first of my goals, and may sound simple, but Japanese is a difficult language, and I have not, as of yet, found the time and energy to really commit to studying it properly. I am, however, determined to complete this goal in the next 3 months or so.
        
        2b. Be able to read a full length Japanese play (probably not in Kanji, though) and understand it.  This will be much more difficult, and might be near impossible, but I really want to be proficient in Japanese, and possibly study the language enough to be able to translate, one of my personal academic interests.

3. Go to a Karaoke bar in Tokyo and rock it out Frank Sinatra style.  Anyone who has been to karaoke with me in the states knows that I favor singing "Mac the Knife."  I want to do this Tokyo.  This won't be hard as I live a little over an hour from the largest city in the world.  This is most certainly not the only thing I want to do in Tokyo, but it will get me there and singing karaoke in the land of its invention.

4. Be a tourist.  With the map, the camera and possibly the Hawaiian shirt.  This can happen anywhere, but I think it should.  Not entirely sure why.

5.  Go to Okinawa and see the place my grandfather came during World War II.

6.  See 100 shrines and temples.  The history of Buddhism and Shinto and particularly where they overlap is very interesting to me.  Also, there is truly something sacred and divine about these places and like thousands of generations before me, I feel it is worthy to seek them out.

7. Go skiing in the Japanese Alps.  The skiing is supposedly pretty good here.  I would love to go up to Hokkaido, where they have best snow in the world, but anywhere will do.

8. See at least one event of every traditional Japanese performance style.  Many of you know I was largely drawn to Japan by its traditional theatre.  So, I will see at least one performance each of noh, kyogen, kabuki, bunraku, shinto dance, and manzai while I am here.

9.  Study Noh theatre with a professional.

10. Go to Hiroshima and see the Peace Memorial Museum that remembers and commemorates the victims and survivors of the atomic bomb.

11. Relax in an onsen, preferably the ones the wild monkeys use to keep warm.  This would accomplish two of my goals at once: going to an onsen and seeing wild monkeys.  Onsens are natural hot springs that have been turned into public bath houses.  Very traditional and apparently very good for you.

12. Attend a Cherry Blossom Festival and take part in a hanami (cherry blossom viewing) in Shinjuku Gyoen.  This garden in Tokyo is famous for its sakura (cherry blossoms).

13. Go hiking in Nikko National Park.  I do live right next to it and I miss hiking. I suppose part of me will always be in Colorado.

14.  Eat as much delicious Japanese food as I can! This one needs no explanation.

I think I will leave it at 14 for now, but I will probably update the list every now and then. I hope everyone is well wherever you are.  Sayonara!

A Day in the Life of a Peppy Teacher!

Hello from the land of Tropical Storm Henry!  The storm dissipated a few days ago, and never made it to typhoon status, but I was really hoping to experience my first typhoon.  Unfortunately (for me, fortunately for the rest of the people living here) Henry slightly missed Tochigi and was nearly done by the time it got near us.  We just got a couple hours of steady rain.  Oh well. My colleagues have promised me that typhoon season is not over, so I still have a chance! Peppy Kids Club did consider canceling Tochigi Prefecture lessons, but then decided against it, so my day continued on as normal.  Well, as normal as any Peppy teacher’s day can really be.  I sang some funny songs (including the longest version of Old MacDonald Had A Farm ever recorded), danced some silly dances (including pretending to be a number of barn animals for the previously mentioned song) and helped children wrestle with the language I am rapidly determining is the most difficult you can try to learn. 

Now, I most certainly have my fair share of difficulties learning Japanese, but at least Japanese makes a little bit of sense.  There are many rules and you follow all of them, all the time.  Yet, as we all have been taught since elementary school, English is a language made of exceptions. Imagine trying to explain to 8 year olds why JapanESE are people from Japan , but people from the United States of America  are called AmeriCANS, or why English only uses counters for a select few occasions.  One of my favorite, and most infuriating, parts of the Japanese language, is that every kind of object has a different counter.  Round objects are counted one way, money another, and cylindrical objects in yet another.  Chopsticks (ohashi) have their own unique counter, not used by any other word in the language.  Now, the counters we have in English are few and far between. A slice is one.  You don’t ask for 2 bread, you ask for 2 slices of bread.  So, although I can count, I still sound like a 3 year old when referring to any number of objects.  However maddening this might be, I do have a healthy respect for the amount of deliberation and precision that goes into speaking Japanese.  You must think about how you are going to say something, not just about subject at hand.  This also provides for Japanese to be the language of subtlety.  Carefully chosen degrees of politeness and specific descriptive words are used to give context and meaning.  One can speak volumes in a simple sentence.  If only I could decipher the intent.  That, however, seems to be something that even the most experienced listener and speaker of Japanese is still grappling with.  I sometimes wonder if the speaker is always aware of all the repercussions of their chosen words.

With regards to teaching English, especially with the younger students, I find it is better, and most certainly easier, to not emphasize the exceptions, or even the rules, but instead focus on the parts of English that I have the unique position in their lives to really improve.  As a native English speaker, often the only one these children have access to, I can help students with pronunciation, listening, comprehension and speaking more than almost all of my Japanese counterparts.  As I speak little to no Japanese, I can’t actually explain grammar to these students.  I can, however, demonstrate it in real use.  Sometimes this is effective, sometimes the student leaves more confused than they arrive.  That is the dilemma all teachers of a foreign language face. While Peppy Kids Club certainly has its faults, I think the model of Peppy education is a really valuable one.  They introduce children to English at a young age, focusing on comprehension and speaking over grammar and have 3 lessons a month taught by Japanese teachers, who can answer questions and communicate with the students in their own language, and 1 lesson a month taught by a Native speaker, who can improve the students understanding of the language as well as their global awareness.  So how do I actually do these things?  By being a NT or Native Teacher with Peppy Kids Club!

So what exactly do I do? Welcome to a day in the life of Peppy Teacher!

I wake up in the morning, often near the crack of noon, to prepare for my day.  This might include a trip to my new bank, the Japan Post  Office, to withdraw some money, or perhaps running errands such as buying a rice cooker (my plan for tomorrow).  Now, classes start at a different time each day.  I am given a schedule for each month detailing what lessons I am teaching at which schools.  Typically, I have 1 week at Utsunomiya Minami School followed by a week of office days, followed by a week at Utsunomiya Yotou School , followed by a week at Ujiie School.  Let’s say this is my week at Utsunomiya Minami School.  A week of lessons typically starts on Tuesday, as my normal weekend is Sundays and Mondays, and lessons normally start somewhere between 4 and 5pm.  On Tuesday I will have my first lesson starting at 5 pm.  Minami is about 25 min away from my apartment, so I will head to the train station around 2:00 pm.  I walk to the train station, 5 minutes away from my apartment, and then catch a train, typically within the first 10 min of arriving.  I take the train for a brief 5 min and get off at the first stop and begin my 15 min walk to the school.  The Suzumenomiya neighborhood, where this school is located, is a nice, quiet residential neighborhood.  I walk past the local elementary school, sometimes catching a bit of sports practice in the playground.  Next to a fruit store and laundromat is the Peppy Kids Club Classroom.  We call them classrooms and not schools because there is only ever one lesson going on at a time, as well as only one teacher in the school at a time.  This particular school looks like a storefront, though some seem to be designed to originally be restaurants or apartments.  Walking into the school is much like walking into an elementary or preschool in the US.  There are bright ABC’s on the wall and posters showing happy children doing a verb, with the word written out next to them.  Some Japanese teacher’s decorate their room with crafts the children have made or store bought posters.  I swear one of the posters saying “Welcome to School” is one that was in my kindergarten classroom.  I have arrived at the school by 2:30 pm (at least) and can start to prepare.  Now, we are only required to be at the school one hour before the start of lessons.  This is called “number one status” (why, I do not know).  We are on number one status until we have worked here for three months.  After that we are only required to be there 30 minutes prior to lessons and we don’t have to call to check in to confirm we are there.  I call Head Office in Nagoya as soon as I arrive to let them know I am there.  They normally thank me for being early and wish me good luck on my lessons.  Now I have 2.5 hours to prep for classes.  Most teachers learn how to prep lessons quicker the longer they work here and only show up one hour before.  I am still new to this, so I like to give myself ample time.  I get the materials I might need and put everything in order for the lessons. On Tuesdays at Minami I teach 2 Aqua Lessons and a PEP Talk lesson. All lessons at Peppy are an hour long with at least 15 minutes in between lessons.  I have anywhere from 1-5 lessons a day, but normally 2 or 3. At around 5 minutes to 5:00 pm my Aqua students arrive.  Peppy lessons are divided into 3 categories: Packet, Headway and Junior.  Packet Classes are the youngest and the levels are labeled by color.  Headway is the majority of the lessons I teach and are the Elementary to Middle School students. They are also divided into levels labeled by color.  Junior classes are middle school and a few young high school students and are given names to separate the level (PEP Talk, Pre-Step Up, Step Up, Junior English Pathways and Interchange).  So, my Aqua class is a Headway category class which is right in the middle of age groups and difficulty level.  The students are 10-11 years old.  There is a limit to 12 students per class, though I normally teach groups of 5-8.  As they come in I greet their parents and welcome the students into the classroom.  As students filter in, I am individually checking each student’s “Picture Cards” they have prepared.  They learn 2-10 flash cards each week and I stamp their book after they show me they know the cards.  I also check their homework from their Japanese teacher and give them their name tag.  Then I usually give them a worksheet or some other assignment (practice writing the ABC’s) for their “Welcome Activity.”  After everybody has done a picture card/homework check, it is normally 10 minutes into the lesson, so I lock the door.  I then help the students finish up the Welcome Activity and move onto attendance.  I normally try to get the students to do silly voices or action for attendance (this month I made them all say “I’m here!” like a gorilla. Hilarious!).  I then move into the Greeting Questions, when I play a game  and ask some questions I know the students already know.  For an Aqua class, I would probably do a Ball Toss game, and if you drop the ball, I ask you question such as “How’s the weather?” or “How old are you?”  Then we would move into the main part of the lesson.  I have the students do the chant or song and dance for the term we are in and sometimes play a game. I review the previous lesson’s material and then teach a new expression.  The new expression for the Aqua class last month was “How tall are you?” “I’m BLANK centimeters tall.”  I then play a game with the expression and try to have the students say it A LOT.  I then review an expression from quite a few lessons ago.  Sometimes this means re-teaching it, but if we have time, I will do another game.  I then do a section called Global Studies, where we learn about differences and similarities between cultures.  Last month Aqua learned about inches, which are only used in the US, Myanmar and Liberia. That was a really difficult one to explain without speaking Japanese.  Then I do a game with the phonics for that term.  Last month was silent e, and we did a race to group them into o-e, i-e, etc.  With five minutes to go, we quickly review the entire lesson and I assign homework (normally listening to a particular track on their CD at home).  They return their name tags, grab their bags, line up at the door and ask me if they may go home.  I normally have them answer one question in English before letting them leave, so their parents can see what we worked on that day.  I thank their parents in Japanese and wave goodbye until I can no longer see their cars.  Then it all starts over with the next lesson in about 10 min.  Repeat three times and my day is nearly complete.  I write a few lesson reports to let the JT (Japanese Teacher) know what happened during the lessons and write about any problems in the Communication Notebook, a written dialogue between JTs and NTs.  I clean up the classroom and catch my train home by 9:00 pm and am back in my apartment by 9:30pm.  David and I normally make dinner then, or on a particularly long or hard day go out to grab a bite to eat.  This happens five days of the week, 3 weeks of the month.  On my office days, I either cover for another teacher or prepare game materials in a nearby classroom.  However, mostly I am left to my own devices which suites me just fine. 

Now that was a fairly exhaustive account of David’s and my daily life, but I would be happy to answer any questions anybody has, as I have had quite a few people requesting this particular blog post.  David and I have LOVED our jobs so far.  The kids are great and teaching is really fun.  We really get paid to play with kids in English for an hour at time, which in my book, is pretty darn cool.  Till next time, sayonara!

実る程頭の下がる稲穂かな

A rice paddie near David's apartment.

Minoru hodo

atama no sagaru

inaho kana

I recently read a description of the Japanese custom of bowing which referenced this haiku (the title of this post is the haiku in Japanese).  It translates, roughly to "Mature rice stalks bow" It essentially means that maturity brings humility and respect for others, as seen by the grace and elegance of their bow. As we walk past multiple rice paddies on the way to David's apartment, it's easy to see the connection between rice and bowing. As the rice nears harvest, which is actually quite soon, the stalks bend in the breeze with their heavy burden of grain.  It does look as though a mature stalk of rice is bowing at you.  As David and I adjust to life in Japan, one of the first things we have learned, or should I say have begun to learn, is the art of bowing.  Instead of raising your hand in thanks as you cross the street in front of a car, a nod of the head is the correct gesture.  When you greet, thank, meet or say farewell to someone, you bow.  In fact, I find myself bowing, or at least nodding my head in partial bow every few hours here in Japan.  And I am gradually falling in love with it. You can communicate so much with a bow, as every detail of the movement speaks volumes to your intent. The degree of bend at the waist, the tilt of your head, the placement of your hands, all of these things matter. During our training for Peppy Kids Club, we actually learned the style of bow appropriate for customer service; a 45 degree bow, hands at the side for men and left over right for women, with your gaze directed at the floor.  This is a fairly polite bow, though an apology bow goes to the incredible 90 degree bend at the waist. We bow to the parents as they drop off their children while exclaiming "oazukarishmasu!" which essentially means "I receive and will care for your children."  They reply with a cheery "oneigaishimas" which is a really polite way of saying "please."  With this act, we are not only greeting the parents of our students, we are also entering into a social contract that obligates us to care for the wellbeing of the children to the best of our ability.  In fact, we have a legal responsibility within Japanese law called the "Duty of Care" which essentially makes us legally responsible for the wellbeing of the students.  While this is quite a hefty responsibility, it is also an essential part of being a teacher, especially of young children, which is quickly proving to be one of the most rewarding jobs imaginable.  

I suppose I should tell you a bit about what we are up to right now.  David and I arrived in Tochigi Prefecture, our new home, on the 16^th of August, 2 weeks ago.  As I am sure to be doing often, I apologize for not posting sooner, but we have been rather busy.  Teaching at our new schools, various meetings with our new boss, applying for an Alien Registration Card and settling into our new apartments has taken a lot of my free time recently. Even with all the moving-in excitement and stress, Tochigi has been wonderful so far. I have an apartment in Utsunomiya, the capital of Tochigi.  The city is bright and lively, and oddly reminds me of Denver in both size and feeling. Utsunomiya’s regional specialty is the gyoza, my favorite of all Japanese food! Gyoza are Chinese style dumplings filled with pork, water chestnuts and lots of GARLIC! They are then fried or steamed, or my favorite, fried on the bottom and left to steam the top.  Utsunomiya has gained its reputation of having the best gyoza in Japan rightfully.  There are literally hundreds of gyoza restaurants in the city and they all have AMAZING gyoza.  Last week David and I discovered the perfect late night treat –gyoza, edamame and beer at Gyoza-kan, the best gyoza place next to the train station.  Beyond the delicious dumplings, Utsunomiya has a lot to offer as a city.  1 hr and 40 from Tokyo by the local (cheaper) train, it is close the largest city in the world, yet it is nestled up against the mountains, close to great hiking, skiing , fishing and home hundreds of beautiful temples.  My apartment is 5-7min walk to the main train station (depending on wait time at cross walks) which makes getting to work easy.  Most of my schools are one train stop away from Utsunomiya Station, and once I get a bike they are all a reasonable ride away.  I am waiting on my first paycheck to get my bike, but my real reasoning for waiting to purchase a bike is that it is currently far too hot to actually ride one.  Though the temperature is gradually decreasing, Japan is still far too hot humid to be considered habitable.  In order to escape the heat, David and I have been spending most of our time in the beautiful mountain town of Imaichi at David’s apartment.  Imaichi is technically part of Nikko, a very popular tourist destination one stop past Imaichi.  It takes us 36 min to get from Utsunomiya Station to Imaichi Station and then a short 8 min walk to David’s apartment.  David lives in a Leopalace which is an apartment complex that caters to foreigners.  This means that David’s apartment has internet included in the rent, which is part of the reason we have spent more time here.  I will get internet in the next two weeks, but until then, a trip to Imaichi is necessary to be connected to the online world.  Imaichi also has more to offer than internet access.  Being further from the city, Imaichi feels more like the exotic Japan I imagined before coming here.  We walk past rice paddies and 100 meter tall cedar trees as we walk along the train tracks toward David’s apartment.  The scenery is beautiful and life moves at a slower and quieter pace. Nearby Nikko is home to a UNESCO World Heritage Site, three ornate temples from the Edo Period.  Nikko is also home to the famous hot spring monkeys, a group of monkeys that live in the forest high in the mountain, and then spend the winter relaxing in the natural hot springs.  Imaichi and Nikko seem to recall a Japan further away from the Western world.  While I feel like I am in Denver in Utsunomiya, there is truly no comparable place to Imaichi in the United States, because Imaichi is inherently Japanese, from its roots to it towing cedar branches.

Here are all the photos I have taken since arriving in Japan.  I have just figured out posting slide shows, so I will be including these slideshows every once and a while to make sure everybody can see all of my photos.


Pre-Training Photos

Training Photos




Utsunomiya Photos



Imaichi Photos




I’ll be on again soon to talk about our adventures learning Japanese and all the fun that is teaching at Peppy Kids Club, but until then, I hope you are all happy and healthy! Sayonara!

Japan at Last!

Konichiwa from Japan! David and I safely arrived in Japan about 2 weeks ago.  We have been very busy, but we are really enjoying this beautiful country.  Sorry it took so long to post, we only found free public wifi a few days ago, and it is a 20 minute subway ride to get there.  Once we move to our permanent apartments on Monday the 16^th, we should be able to get the ball rolling on our own internet.  To make up for it in the meantime, I have written a fairly long blog post. Read on if you dare…

So, Japan has been a complete rush so far.  The scenery is beautiful, the culture is interesting and the people are so kind! A wonderful example of my life in Japan so far: I got lost on my way to a school for training, because the train line I was on had no English signs.  They also had no hiragana (the Japanese alphabet) signs, they only had Kanji signs (the Chinese characters).  I was pretty sure I was on the right train, but to be sure, I asked the lady sitting next to me if the train was stopping at Nagoya station (by ask I mean I said excuse me and “Nagoya?” with a questioning and frightened look on my face).  She said yes several times in Japanese and I bowed a quick thank you.  She then proceeded to tell me the name of every stop as we stopped, translating the Kanji and then walked me off the train at Nagoya station and pointed me towards the exit.  All this from a complete stranger who didn’t speak my language.  Japan is also incredibly safe.  Muggings, thievery and assault are unheard of and you can tell by walking the streets.  There is no concern about walking around at night, and you can approach anyone on the street for help.  Within our first two weeks, Japan is already starting feel like a second home! So, now for a catalog of the events of our trip over here and our experiences so far!

Our trip over got off to a rocky start, as my ticket was booked as Sarah Graham (oops!).  This was fairly quickly resolved, but we still missed our first flight to San Fransisco.  This unfortunately meant cancelling our breakfast date with David’s older brother, but we did arrive in plenty of time for our flight to Japan.  The flight over was fairly uneventful, but very long, 11 hours in the air! After being a nervous wreck about going through customs the whole flight over, it ended up being a breeze and we left the airport a mere 30 min after landing.  Now, the coolest thing about the flying to and in Japan, is that shipping luggage is the norm.  We had our luggage delivered from the airport to Peppy Kids head office in Nagoya for roughly 16 dollars a bag! Convenience is the name of the game for pretty much every service in Japan.  We then hopped on a 15 min train to Narita, the town where the Tokyo Airport is located.  Narita was a surprisingly quaint little town, but we sadly didn’t get to see very much of it.  This was because we got caught in a rainstorm and became lost on the winding streets.  We ended up walking the same route a few times until a kind lady took pity on us and using our map, gave us sign language directions to our hotel.  This all with two broken pieced of carry-on luggage (my wheel broke and David’s handle broke).  Needless to say, by the time we showed up to our hotel we looked two tired, hungry and partially drowned rats.  To make matters more uncomfortable, the lobby/dining room was full of a travelling baseball team.  25 Japanese teenagers watched two wet and dirty looking foreigners carrying broken luggage check in.  Trust me, it was quite a sight to see.  After we changed shoes and slippers the requisite million times as you transfer from room to room, we arrived at our room.  It was perfect.  We stayed at a ryokan, a traditional Japanese hotel equivalent to a Bed and Breakfast in the States.  Our yukata, light cotton kimono-eque robes, were waiting for us, as was hot green tea and crackers.  We settled down on our futons and relaxed in a perfectly Japanese space.  For our first night in Japan, it was perfect.  Now as exhausted as we were, we only managed a few hours of sleep.  The jet lag was pretty bad. However, in the morning we had another extremely Japanese experience.  The baseball team left, leaving us as the only guests.  We had a traditional Japanese breakfast served to us by the owner of the ryokan.  He could trace his lineage back to three generations of samurai and had a full set of amour and other family heirlooms on display.  After finishing our delicious breakfast, he personally drove us to the train station and explained how to get to Nagoya, which was best accessed by the Shinkansen, more commonly known as the bullet train.

Now I was expecting the bullet train to be fast.  I was expecting to get to my destination quickly.  I did not, however understand the true meaning of fast and quickly until I rode the bullet train.  Our journey looked fairly tedious on a map, crossing nearly half the country.  However, as scenery and towns whizzed by at the speed of sound, I had barley gotten settled in when we arrived at our station.  In a mere hour and 20 minutes, we were at Nagoya Station, a journey that would have taken 5 hours by car.  If you ever go to Japan- take the Shinkansen.  It’s worth every penny.

So, there we were.  Nagoya, our home for the next three weeks.  We would soon be told that it is nicknamed the armpit of Japan. This is due not only to it’s location on the island, but also to the absolutely insufferable heat.  I was told it would be hot  and humid in Japan.  I was not told it would be 100 degrees and 100% humidity.  For a week.  After adjusting to the brilliant habit of carrying a handkerchief for mopping up sweat and fan to create a weak imitation of breeze, life became slightly more bearable.  It did cool down eventually, but that first week was rough.  Here are some pictures from our tourist adventures in Nagoya.

A Mario pinata-esque thing.  There was a contest at one of the festivals we went to to make the best video game or anime paper mache replica, this one was my favorite!

That's right. A square watermelon.  Simpsons fans rejoice. This was in the upscale department store in Sakae, a ritzy neighbourhood in Nagoya.  David and I were pretty sure we didn't have enough money to exist in this store.  This is where Japan gets the expensive reputation from.  Luckily, the grocery store down the street offers food at similar prices to home.  I don't care if the watermelon has corners, I'm not paying $210 for it.

View from the top of an enclosed ferris wheel in Nagoya.  The recorded voice kept telling us we were higher up in the air than the top of Nagoya Castle. That kinda makes me wish we went to Nagoya Castle...

A temple where we saw a  taiko drumming festival and the World Cosplay Summit.  You don't know what cosplay is? See below...

Essentially, Cosplay is where people dress up as anime, computer game or manga characters and other people take pictures of them.  Some people do this professionally.  It was intense!

A lantern festival near Nagoya. It was beautiful!

Then they made the lanterns dance! It was awesome! And yes, that kid is about 11., and they really looked heavy.

Training did eventually begin.  Our first discovery from training was that we really are working a sweet gig.  We work 3-5 hours five days a week.  We get 15 days off for Christmas, 5 personal days and every Japanese national holiday off (there are a TON!).  We also get paid pretty well. Also, our job primarily consists of playing with adorable kids.  The teachers we have met have said it is the best job they’ve ever had.  Some teachers are on their 10^th year, and the majority of the foreigners who work at head office are native teachers that have worked their way through the ranks, and still request to teach a few times a month.  All in all, Peppy seems like a great place to work.  This brings me to the hilarity of working for a company named “Peppy Kids Club.”  When describing anything at Peppy, one must simply put the word “peppy” in front to indicate that it is a part of the company.  Witness the hilarity that ensues.  When I got to the Peppy classroom, I grab my Peppy teaching manual and planned my Peppy lesson.  The Peppy students will arrive and I greet the Peppy parents using my Peppy phrases learned during training.  The Peppy textbooks are really useful when teaching the Peppy curriculum.  And so it goes for everything, including the Peppy fax machines.  Beyond making training sound far more ridiculous than it is, it also gives off the air that everything at work, even the most mundane of tasks has a cheerful and enthusiastic feeling about it.  Kind of like a Disney movie on speed.  I reality, the fax machine works like any other fax machine, which is fairly disappointing.  I was kind of hopping it would play a jingle and dance enthusiastically while faxing. 

Our training group is great, and we have made fast friends with most of them.  They are all around our age and though we have come to Japan for a variety of different reasons from different countries, we all want to get the same things out of living in Japan; experiences, understanding and adventure! Training has been a lot of long hours and hard work so far, but it is also paying off.  As we are starting to teach actual classes ourselves, we are really grateful for all the preparation they have given us.  I will let you know how training goes once we are finished, but right now it is mostly really busy.  Everyone says things get easier and calm down once you move to your area.  So, that is all for now, but we miss you all back in the States and hope you are all doing well! Till next time, sayonara!

We are here!

So- we've been in Japan for over a week now! Currently, my computer is about to die, so I can't post in depth.  However, I thought I would  leave a note to let everyone know that David and I are here, safe and having a blast! More to come soon!

Sayonara Colorado, Konichiwa Japan!

So, the day has finally arrived.  After months of preparation and the insanity of the last few weeks, we are finally in the airport waiting for our flight to San Fransisco.  From there we will fly to Tokyo and begin our Japanese adventure! We have already had a few travel hiccups (incorrect names on the tickets... yikes!) but we have sorted everything out and should get there on time.  So, with very little sleep and alot of nerves, David and I are off for our yearlong adventure in Japan! Now would also be a good time to mention that David and I recently received our placement in Japan.  I am living in Utsunomiya, the capital of the Tochigi and David is up the mountain in the little town called Imaichi.  Technically Imaichi is a subdivision of Nikko, a famous tourist site in Japan.  We are couple hours north of Tokyo in the mountains and the area sounds like it will be perfect for David and my interests.  Well, that is all for now and I will post once I can access internet in Japan! Wish us luck!