Well, I’ve had a busy, busy week and I apologize for not having made a blog post earlier. And thus, here’s a cumulative blog post of my events in the past week or so.
Monday: Had hockey pratice. Blah blah blah…
Me and Kit, the Scottish kid, went to Ginza.
I think it’s very bad entrance placement into the bouncy pit.
They were filming the news nearby. Me and Kit couldn’t figure out if there was a relationship between the children and the Illuminati statue in the background (Japanese youth Illuminati?). Turns out the background was for the Tokyo premier of Angels & Demons (which i want to see). and it was just the children’s birthday. Though all you had to do to get in was have your name on a sign along with your age (and it’s, off course, your birthday) and if you were a child you were on the news (parents were there, too). I was considering writing Taro, age 7 on a piece of paper and trying to see if they would allow me to get in. I decided against it.
What you see in the front is Kit’s cellphone on TV mode (out of focus) and the background is the actual thing being filmed. We figured out that there was a place you could stand and still be outside of the barrier and still be on the news (if you look on the right side, there’s a gap). And thus, we were potentially on Japanese television. Though we have no actual evidence considering that were looking at the camera while standing there and not at the cellphone to see if we were actually on TV.
Wednesday: Went on a walk at a temple. There was no school, as it was a holiday. Yeah.
Thursday: Swine flu panic strikes Japan.
Friday: I did something significant. I just can’t remember what.
Yesterday: My host mom surprised me with tickets she found online for Otsuka Ai’s Love Letter concert for only 3000yen for two tickets (about 30$ for two tickets), so, yesterday we went. I really like Ai, so I was very happy. While Love Letter isn’t one of my favorite albums by her, it was still a good concert and it was nice seeing her live. And, amazingly, about 75-80% of the audience was male.
I couldn’t take a picture during the concert, so this is a picture of her from the posters they were selling. For a whopping 4900 yen (49$), which is almost twice as much as the tickets. And the poster is only worth about 1000 (10$). I did buy a high-quality book/program from the concert, though, for 3000$. I mean yen.
Today: I went to the beach/Kamakura (Near Tokyo). I was told we were going on a picnic so I wore jeans and a nice shirt, but as soon as we got there, there was sand and the beach and I rolled up my pant legs and ran into the ocean, only to later be struck by a large wave, wetting the rolled up pant legs and thus leaving me with pants that were ~70% wet. And then some of my young host cousins (I think?) were there and they were playing in the sand so I helped bury them and they laughed as I went out in the water with my jeans (heck, they were already wet. And now they were sandy).
It was a lot of fun (I’m really blandly descriptive today).
Oh look. My back.
After the beach we went to Kamakura.
It’s not a cropped photo, it’s a PANORAMA. It’s my first panorama, and I’m somewhat proud. My camera was running out of battery so I wasn’t able to make more panoramas after this one. Click on the photo for full Panoramic goodness. EDIT: Wah the full panoramic goodness isn’t working. EDIT2: Now it is.
There was a wedding ceremony going on. There was a pretty big crowd. I took my first picture, was proud of it, realized the husband was a white guy, deleted it, cried a bit, and then proceded to take pictures with the husband angled-out. If you know me, you’ll know I have a very hypocritical disliking (well, hatred) of other white people when I am in Japan.
Sort of fuzzy. While I was taking it a *cough cough* white tourist bumped me..
As always, I have high-quality, non-watermarked versions of every picture available if you would like one for a wallpaper or something. Just ask (e-mail is in the contact section). Not that I’m saying my pictures are necessarily that good, it’s just people have asked in the past.