For the past two weeks I've been slowly proceeding through the "last classes" with students of all grade levels at each of my schools. On top of all of the other "moving stresses" these looming classes mostly just seemed sad and emotionally relentless in the way they stretched out over a fortnight. To say that I wasn't really looking forward to them, and saying goodbye, would be a massive understatement. Starting to write this final chapter and actually vocalise the goodbyes was ridiculously draining, not to mention scary. As though uttering the words finally made my impending departure real. And after each class I was left feeling a little bummed that I wouldn't see those kids again, or be back in that classroom again and I knowing that each class was merely one down in a long succession of such lessons made me feel even more beleaguered.
And then something happened. As the number of 'final lessons' dwindled, it stopped seeming so sad. It became something I'd done and reacted to emotionally so many times that I knew how to handle it. I started to feel like an old pro at the goodbye thing, the tears stopped backing up and I was able to just enjoy the final lessons with my students. To be sure, seeing my kids smile and knowing pretty soon I'd be back in Australia probably never to lay eyes on them again was moving, but I hoped they'd remember me and cherish our good memories. So we smiled at one another, took some pictures together and that was enough. I will miss them though!
Friday, 19 July 2013
Thursday, 18 July 2013
The Rainy Season
As an Australian I am used to dealing with the heat. In fact, I like hot weather and summer is my favourite month. In my opinion, there's nothing better than slipping into a summer dress and spending the day by the water, in the sunshine, sipping a cold alcoholic beverage. So naturally, after the frigid winters, I look forward to the warmth in Japan. But a Japanese 'summer' is entirely unlike the Aussie summers I've experienced in Western Australia and Melbourne. This is probably because first of all you have to get through rainy season!
Rainy season is the term used to refer to the roughly month-long period across June and July when it gets ridiculously humid and often rains without warning in Japan. And I'm not talking sun showers here, oh no. I'm talking torrential downpours that start just as quickly as they stop. Or other bouts of rain that continue for 24 solid hours, threatening to flood everything in sight. Rain so heavy that you cannot see out of your car windscreen and are drenched through within 5 seconds of daring to brave any uncovered distances on foot.
But all that rain is good for the environment and the crops and whatnot, right? And it must cool the place down and provide a welcome relief from the heat, right?
Yeah, it's probably good for the farmers and rice crops particularly. But it does cause wide-spread flooding actually and can be quite dangerous. The Japan Meteorological Agency often issues severe flood warnings as a result of these downpours and people die getting caught in the waters every year. On top of that, it wreaks havoc with car batteries for some reason too, so getting stranded in the shitty weather is a real possibility!
And no, it doesn't cool the place down. It makes it even more humid. It makes it feel as though you're walking through a cloud. Before you even dry off from your shower, you're slick with sweat and it just gets worse throughout the day. You sweat even if you're not doing anything, your clothes need washing the instant you peel them off and it sometimes becomes so humid it's actually hard to breathe! Lately in Tokushima temperatures have been soaring beyond the mid-30's (celsius) and let me tell you, the rain does NOTHING to cool the place down!
And though sunshine and warmth is sunshine and warmth anywhere you go, you can give me a hot dry Aussie summer over a Japanese rainy season any day!
Rainy season is the term used to refer to the roughly month-long period across June and July when it gets ridiculously humid and often rains without warning in Japan. And I'm not talking sun showers here, oh no. I'm talking torrential downpours that start just as quickly as they stop. Or other bouts of rain that continue for 24 solid hours, threatening to flood everything in sight. Rain so heavy that you cannot see out of your car windscreen and are drenched through within 5 seconds of daring to brave any uncovered distances on foot.
But all that rain is good for the environment and the crops and whatnot, right? And it must cool the place down and provide a welcome relief from the heat, right?
Yeah, it's probably good for the farmers and rice crops particularly. But it does cause wide-spread flooding actually and can be quite dangerous. The Japan Meteorological Agency often issues severe flood warnings as a result of these downpours and people die getting caught in the waters every year. On top of that, it wreaks havoc with car batteries for some reason too, so getting stranded in the shitty weather is a real possibility!
And no, it doesn't cool the place down. It makes it even more humid. It makes it feel as though you're walking through a cloud. Before you even dry off from your shower, you're slick with sweat and it just gets worse throughout the day. You sweat even if you're not doing anything, your clothes need washing the instant you peel them off and it sometimes becomes so humid it's actually hard to breathe! Lately in Tokushima temperatures have been soaring beyond the mid-30's (celsius) and let me tell you, the rain does NOTHING to cool the place down!
And though sunshine and warmth is sunshine and warmth anywhere you go, you can give me a hot dry Aussie summer over a Japanese rainy season any day!
Wednesday, 17 July 2013
Technology!
I've touched on this in this blog before but surprisingly Japan is relatively behind the curve when it comes to technology in everyday life. It may be synonymous with high-tech advances and robotic everything, but generally speaking day-to-day life in Japan is rather devoid of technology. Let me explain how...
1) It could be done on computer, but let's use pencil and paper! Oddly enough, many office and menial tasks in Japan are still completed using old fashioned pencil and paper. My teachers rarely use email for example, and when they do everyone logs on to an archaic shared computer as if email exists solely on that one machine. My JTE's have often expressed surprise when I deliver a ready-made lesson plan not 10 minutes after speaking to them about the day's lesson - as though the idea of finding exactly what I need on the internet is some kind of insane wizardry. In fact, I distinctly recall one of my teachers being completely in awe at the concept of Google Earth and even more taken aback when I explained that yes, I had seen and used it before. The pen and paper theme continues throughout office-life with vacation requests needing to be filled in on paper and stamped by a million different people before they can be approved, paper memos and schedules being the norm for information dissemination, internal mail document-forwarding existing in lieu of email communication and sending faxes between businesses still rather commonplace.
2) ATMs close and EFTPOS isn't a thing. This is something that caught me by surprise when I first came to Japan, but rather than running servers 24-7 and allowing people access to their money at all times, banks shut down their servers rendering ATMs essentially useless outside of office hours. Getting paid today but stuck without cash before 8am? Too bad, the ATM won't "open" until 9am. Need cash at 7pm saturday night for a weekend out? Nope, the ATM "closed" at 6pm. Want to pay for your groceries by card? Um, what? No can do, you must have cash! I have been caught out by this a couple of times, but soon learned from my mistake! Basically, everyone makes it to the bank at some stage during the week to withdraw a ridiculous wad of notes which they carry around with them to pay for everything. You must pay cash for groceries at the supermarket, electronics at big department stores, food at restaurants, petrol at service stations etc etc. The only places you can use card (and I mean credit card, not bank card!) is at large hotels and some of the more tourist travelled places like airports etc. Talk about inconvenient!
3) Nobody uses internet banking. Let me say first of all that you CAN get internet banking. You just can't DO anything with it other than check your balance. There's no such thing as BPAY, no transferring money between accounts, no paying money into other people's accounts by online means and hardly anyone uses credit or debit cards to pay for purchases online. If you want to do any of those things, you must go to a branch or use an ATM (during office hours of course!). On the plus side, cash-on-delivery is major business here and one can order just about anything from Amazon.co.jp and opt to have it delivered to your door for a small fee, with nothing to pay until you actually collect the item.
4) Smartphones aren't the norm in Japan. Most of the population get by with these little flip-phone thingies. Don't get me wrong, if you can read and write in Japanese then these cheap little mobile phones are endlessly useful - you can use the internet, send mails, watch TV, listen to the radio even - but if you can't it's just calls and texts for you! Only recently however have smartphones really become an "in-thing" in Japan, with iphone and android model sales taking off.
5) The land of the squat toilet AND the automatic washlet. Toilets in Japan are a bit of a contradiction. On the one hand, some are Western-styled seats with fancy electronic feature additions such as deodorising, washing facilities, heated seats and privacy sounds. While on the other hand, squat toilets are essentially a bowl set into the ground with a pull handle to flush. All rather bizarre and something I won't miss at all - at least until I have to park my behind on a freezing-cold seat in the middle of winter anyway.
1) It could be done on computer, but let's use pencil and paper! Oddly enough, many office and menial tasks in Japan are still completed using old fashioned pencil and paper. My teachers rarely use email for example, and when they do everyone logs on to an archaic shared computer as if email exists solely on that one machine. My JTE's have often expressed surprise when I deliver a ready-made lesson plan not 10 minutes after speaking to them about the day's lesson - as though the idea of finding exactly what I need on the internet is some kind of insane wizardry. In fact, I distinctly recall one of my teachers being completely in awe at the concept of Google Earth and even more taken aback when I explained that yes, I had seen and used it before. The pen and paper theme continues throughout office-life with vacation requests needing to be filled in on paper and stamped by a million different people before they can be approved, paper memos and schedules being the norm for information dissemination, internal mail document-forwarding existing in lieu of email communication and sending faxes between businesses still rather commonplace.
2) ATMs close and EFTPOS isn't a thing. This is something that caught me by surprise when I first came to Japan, but rather than running servers 24-7 and allowing people access to their money at all times, banks shut down their servers rendering ATMs essentially useless outside of office hours. Getting paid today but stuck without cash before 8am? Too bad, the ATM won't "open" until 9am. Need cash at 7pm saturday night for a weekend out? Nope, the ATM "closed" at 6pm. Want to pay for your groceries by card? Um, what? No can do, you must have cash! I have been caught out by this a couple of times, but soon learned from my mistake! Basically, everyone makes it to the bank at some stage during the week to withdraw a ridiculous wad of notes which they carry around with them to pay for everything. You must pay cash for groceries at the supermarket, electronics at big department stores, food at restaurants, petrol at service stations etc etc. The only places you can use card (and I mean credit card, not bank card!) is at large hotels and some of the more tourist travelled places like airports etc. Talk about inconvenient!
3) Nobody uses internet banking. Let me say first of all that you CAN get internet banking. You just can't DO anything with it other than check your balance. There's no such thing as BPAY, no transferring money between accounts, no paying money into other people's accounts by online means and hardly anyone uses credit or debit cards to pay for purchases online. If you want to do any of those things, you must go to a branch or use an ATM (during office hours of course!). On the plus side, cash-on-delivery is major business here and one can order just about anything from Amazon.co.jp and opt to have it delivered to your door for a small fee, with nothing to pay until you actually collect the item.
4) Smartphones aren't the norm in Japan. Most of the population get by with these little flip-phone thingies. Don't get me wrong, if you can read and write in Japanese then these cheap little mobile phones are endlessly useful - you can use the internet, send mails, watch TV, listen to the radio even - but if you can't it's just calls and texts for you! Only recently however have smartphones really become an "in-thing" in Japan, with iphone and android model sales taking off.
5) The land of the squat toilet AND the automatic washlet. Toilets in Japan are a bit of a contradiction. On the one hand, some are Western-styled seats with fancy electronic feature additions such as deodorising, washing facilities, heated seats and privacy sounds. While on the other hand, squat toilets are essentially a bowl set into the ground with a pull handle to flush. All rather bizarre and something I won't miss at all - at least until I have to park my behind on a freezing-cold seat in the middle of winter anyway.
Monday, 15 July 2013
Finishing Off the Shikoku 88
As you might know, I have made it my mission to complete the Shikoku 88 henro trail before I leave Japan and so it was with much haste that I found myself zig-zagging across my beloved island madly visiting temples in the weeks before my departure.
The temples still on my to-do list consisted mostly of remote Kochi or Ehime locations, as well as a number of the final temples in Kagawa. I decided that I wanted to finish with number 88 and so began travelling to Kochi and Ehime on weekends. Of course, with as much driving between temples as there was I could only manage 6 or 7 in a weekend - and so the pressure was really on to sacrifice my days off and get out there.
I wrote an article about this final stage of my pilgrimage for the Awa Life newsletter - you can read it and check out the pictures here: http://www.topia.ne.jp/_files/00005814/AwaLife201308.pdf
The feeling I got upon entering the final temple though, was magical. My heart was racing and yet I was as happy and calm as I have ever been. After getting my book signed for the final time, I wrote my wishes on a little piece of paper and tied them to a wire in the courtyard breathing in the air and letting a feeling of completeness wash over me. It was a lot of work - lots of driving and walking up/down stairs plus it cost me around $300 AUD just for the calligraphies alone (not to mention fuel, food and accommodation along the way), but it's something that I am immensely glad I put the effort into.
The temples still on my to-do list consisted mostly of remote Kochi or Ehime locations, as well as a number of the final temples in Kagawa. I decided that I wanted to finish with number 88 and so began travelling to Kochi and Ehime on weekends. Of course, with as much driving between temples as there was I could only manage 6 or 7 in a weekend - and so the pressure was really on to sacrifice my days off and get out there.
Big Buddha.
I wrote an article about this final stage of my pilgrimage for the Awa Life newsletter - you can read it and check out the pictures here: http://www.topia.ne.jp/_files/00005814/AwaLife201308.pdf
The feeling I got upon entering the final temple though, was magical. My heart was racing and yet I was as happy and calm as I have ever been. After getting my book signed for the final time, I wrote my wishes on a little piece of paper and tied them to a wire in the courtyard breathing in the air and letting a feeling of completeness wash over me. It was a lot of work - lots of driving and walking up/down stairs plus it cost me around $300 AUD just for the calligraphies alone (not to mention fuel, food and accommodation along the way), but it's something that I am immensely glad I put the effort into.
The wishing wire at Temple 88.
John, writing down his wish at the final temple.
Pleased as punch just having finished the Shikoku 88!!!
Saturday, 13 July 2013
Things I'll Miss (And Things I Won't)
With just over a month left before I am due to leave Japan for good, I want to take a moment to think about all of the things I will miss (and the things I won't!) about living in this country...
Things I'll Miss
- nomihodai (a timed, all-you-can-drink option at bars and restaurants)
- tuna mayo onigiri (rice balls with tuna on the inside and seaweed wrapped around the outside)
- cheap alcohol and cigarettes
- purikura photo booths
- my apartment
- travelling all the time
- my students
- my mechanics
- convenience stores on every corner
- vending machines
- cash on delivery internet shopping
- green tea flavoured things (chocolate, lattes, ice-cream etc)
- how safe it is (you can leave doors unlocked, handbags unattended, carry large sums of cash and walk home alone at night with no problems)
Things I Won't Miss
- tiny cars, shitty roads and bad drivers
- not being able to read anything
- not being able to express myself fully
- expensive fruit and veg
- getting paid monthly
- giant bugs
- living in the countryside
- ATMs that close
- the humidity of summer and the snowfall in winter
- crazy Engrish
- the isolation that comes with the job
Things I'll Miss
- nomihodai (a timed, all-you-can-drink option at bars and restaurants)
- tuna mayo onigiri (rice balls with tuna on the inside and seaweed wrapped around the outside)
- cheap alcohol and cigarettes
- purikura photo booths
- my apartment
- travelling all the time
- my students
- my mechanics
- convenience stores on every corner
- vending machines
- cash on delivery internet shopping
- green tea flavoured things (chocolate, lattes, ice-cream etc)
- how safe it is (you can leave doors unlocked, handbags unattended, carry large sums of cash and walk home alone at night with no problems)
Things I Won't Miss
- tiny cars, shitty roads and bad drivers
- not being able to read anything
- not being able to express myself fully
- expensive fruit and veg
- getting paid monthly
- giant bugs
- living in the countryside
- ATMs that close
- the humidity of summer and the snowfall in winter
- crazy Engrish
- the isolation that comes with the job
Friday, 12 July 2013
Inside a Japanese Classroom
As you might know, I'm a teacher in Australia too. So I came to Japan thinking I'd be somewhat familiar with the layout of things. Not only was I in for a shock as to how the system would work differently in Japan, I was also surprised by the structure of school in my adopted home. Classrooms in Japan are very different beasts to classrooms in Australia - I'd like to talk about the major differences here:
1) Chalkboards! Every classroom in Japan has a chalkboard! And that's not just because some school buildings are quite old. Oh no. My school for example was recently renovated (making it rather more earthquake-proof) and instead of whiteboards, all new blackboards were installed into each classroom. Writing on the board using chalk took some getting used to and I often found myself covered in dust at the end of each lesson (usually, comically, all over my butt from where I had inadvertently wiped my hands or leaned on the board while teaching). It was also quite the novelty to see students cleaning the board and then banging the dusters together outside their classrooms on the balcony!
2) Wooden desks and chairs. These old-school items of furniture went out of fashion in Australian classrooms years ago, but in Japan every student has their own wooden desk (with metal shelving tray underneath) and wooden chair. Most of the desk and chair legs are fitted with cut tennis balls on the bottom, enabling the furniture to be slid around the room quietly and with ease. Students would be assigned a desk at the beginning of their junior high schooling and keep it for the remainder of their years at the school. Each desk would therefore be complete with sticky labels featuring their unique student number and name in kanji. Each desk also had multiple hooks on the side for hanging school bags, book bags and shoe bags!
3) Technology. Once my school was renovated, I was surprised to see a large flatscreen TV affixed to hang permanently from the ceiling of each classroom - mostly because in my experience, technology is barely used in the Japanese classroom. On the few occasions that I wanted to show a PowerPoint slide show or a short video clip, it had been a tangle of collecting the right cords and spending some time with multiple teachers trying to get the tech set up prior to class. I hate to imagine just how few times those tech-toys get used each year! On the bright side though, Japanese students are well enough behaved for teachers to be able to leave the technology (as well as remote controls etc) in the classrooms without fear of it being destroyed (or having batteries go missing!).
4) No aircon, no heaters. Yes, that's right, in the Japanese classroom there is no aircon and there are no heaters. But wait, doesn't it snow during Japanese winters? Yes, yes it does. At which point the windows are opened in an attempt to raise the ambient temperature of the room with the slightly-warmer-outside-than-inside breeze. And, um, aren't summer temperatures in excess of 35 degrees Celsius with 70-90% humidity? Ahh, yep. During which time the windows are once again thrown open in hopes of attracting a breeze, the students roll up their long-sleeves (!) and the one overhead fan is turned on.
5) Floorboards. No classroom at my schools (a JHS and two elementary schools) had carpet - all of them rocked floorboards. I guess this is to keep down building and maintenance costs, but also because students are the ones responsible for cleaning the classroom, it makes sense to give them something relatively easy to keep clean. And by clean the classroom I mean using brooms to sweep up dust and wet rags to mop the floors afterwards.
6) Students don't move, teachers move. In Japanese junior high schools each class is given their own classroom and in it they stay (unless doing home economics or sport classes). This means that teachers are responsible for shuffling around the school for each lesson while the students stay where they are all day. In between classes (there is usually a 10-minute window between lessons) students are free to hang out in their own classroom, wander the halls, pop in to see their teachers in the staff room or go visit their friends classrooms. But, by the end of the bell chiming for the next class to begin (a rather long and drawn out Big Ben chime) they must be back in their own classrooms, seated and ready to start with the new lesson.
1) Chalkboards! Every classroom in Japan has a chalkboard! And that's not just because some school buildings are quite old. Oh no. My school for example was recently renovated (making it rather more earthquake-proof) and instead of whiteboards, all new blackboards were installed into each classroom. Writing on the board using chalk took some getting used to and I often found myself covered in dust at the end of each lesson (usually, comically, all over my butt from where I had inadvertently wiped my hands or leaned on the board while teaching). It was also quite the novelty to see students cleaning the board and then banging the dusters together outside their classrooms on the balcony!
2) Wooden desks and chairs. These old-school items of furniture went out of fashion in Australian classrooms years ago, but in Japan every student has their own wooden desk (with metal shelving tray underneath) and wooden chair. Most of the desk and chair legs are fitted with cut tennis balls on the bottom, enabling the furniture to be slid around the room quietly and with ease. Students would be assigned a desk at the beginning of their junior high schooling and keep it for the remainder of their years at the school. Each desk would therefore be complete with sticky labels featuring their unique student number and name in kanji. Each desk also had multiple hooks on the side for hanging school bags, book bags and shoe bags!
3) Technology. Once my school was renovated, I was surprised to see a large flatscreen TV affixed to hang permanently from the ceiling of each classroom - mostly because in my experience, technology is barely used in the Japanese classroom. On the few occasions that I wanted to show a PowerPoint slide show or a short video clip, it had been a tangle of collecting the right cords and spending some time with multiple teachers trying to get the tech set up prior to class. I hate to imagine just how few times those tech-toys get used each year! On the bright side though, Japanese students are well enough behaved for teachers to be able to leave the technology (as well as remote controls etc) in the classrooms without fear of it being destroyed (or having batteries go missing!).
4) No aircon, no heaters. Yes, that's right, in the Japanese classroom there is no aircon and there are no heaters. But wait, doesn't it snow during Japanese winters? Yes, yes it does. At which point the windows are opened in an attempt to raise the ambient temperature of the room with the slightly-warmer-outside-than-inside breeze. And, um, aren't summer temperatures in excess of 35 degrees Celsius with 70-90% humidity? Ahh, yep. During which time the windows are once again thrown open in hopes of attracting a breeze, the students roll up their long-sleeves (!) and the one overhead fan is turned on.
5) Floorboards. No classroom at my schools (a JHS and two elementary schools) had carpet - all of them rocked floorboards. I guess this is to keep down building and maintenance costs, but also because students are the ones responsible for cleaning the classroom, it makes sense to give them something relatively easy to keep clean. And by clean the classroom I mean using brooms to sweep up dust and wet rags to mop the floors afterwards.
6) Students don't move, teachers move. In Japanese junior high schools each class is given their own classroom and in it they stay (unless doing home economics or sport classes). This means that teachers are responsible for shuffling around the school for each lesson while the students stay where they are all day. In between classes (there is usually a 10-minute window between lessons) students are free to hang out in their own classroom, wander the halls, pop in to see their teachers in the staff room or go visit their friends classrooms. But, by the end of the bell chiming for the next class to begin (a rather long and drawn out Big Ben chime) they must be back in their own classrooms, seated and ready to start with the new lesson.
This is what an empty classroom in Japan looks like (well, at my newly renovated school at least) - wooden floorboards, brand new blackboards and flatscreen TVs hanging from the ceiling.
The back of the classroom with pigeon-holes for the students to put their extra bags and books into.
Just outside those windows/sliding doors you can see the balcony. Each classroom has one of these (unthinkably unsafe for an Aussie classroom!).
Tuesday, 9 July 2013
River Party 2013
Heading down to the Anabuki River for an almighty par-tay was something that I had done last summer as well, but in the spirit of fun (and to celebrate American Independence Day) some friends and I headed down there again this year (after zorbing) to swim, BBQ and drink on the banks of the river and by our very own bonfire.
Fellow JET Robin was to thank for the huge bonfire and indeed most of the organisation of the event. So on a Saturday afternoon in early July a group of us gathered at the river and frolicked in the cool, rapidly flowing waters. Now, July is supposed to be summer and it was in fact quite hot. But alas, it did also rain a few times and at one point a rolling thunderstorm did pass us directly overhead. Not that we let that put a dampener on the evening - the bonfire still took off (my favourite part was throwing 2 years worth of useless documents I'd scavenged from home onto the flames!) and we were still able to roast our chicken in the embers. We drank, we listened to music, we set off (completely legal) fireworks and we chatted long into the night, eventually bunking down in tents for some well-earned zzz's.
Waking up in the tent was predictably stifling and so before heading home and calling it a weekend, we packed up and opted for one last dip in the crystal-clear waters of the beautiful Anabuki River. Bliss.
Fellow JET Robin was to thank for the huge bonfire and indeed most of the organisation of the event. So on a Saturday afternoon in early July a group of us gathered at the river and frolicked in the cool, rapidly flowing waters. Now, July is supposed to be summer and it was in fact quite hot. But alas, it did also rain a few times and at one point a rolling thunderstorm did pass us directly overhead. Not that we let that put a dampener on the evening - the bonfire still took off (my favourite part was throwing 2 years worth of useless documents I'd scavenged from home onto the flames!) and we were still able to roast our chicken in the embers. We drank, we listened to music, we set off (completely legal) fireworks and we chatted long into the night, eventually bunking down in tents for some well-earned zzz's.
Waking up in the tent was predictably stifling and so before heading home and calling it a weekend, we packed up and opted for one last dip in the crystal-clear waters of the beautiful Anabuki River. Bliss.
Zorbing!
Avid readers of my blog might remember that I've been zorbing before, on an overcast day during my first autumn in fact, but in an effort to round things out before I depart Tokushima I decided to hit the slope again with some friends. Despite heading out west in summer this time, the weather for this second trip was just as dodgy and as we filled out our insurance forms the rain began to fall again. Not to be deterred though, we simply changed into our wet-weather gear, opted for the water-zorb and headed upstairs to get started.
For those of you who didn't catch my original zorbing post or unlucky enough to not have tried zorbing for yourself, in Japan it goes a little something like this:
1) Drive about an hour west of Awa (that's about 2 hours west of Tokushima City) into the mountainous region of Ikeda.
2) Fill out your health and insurance forms (you can't zorb while pregnant or with back/neck problems etc) and choose the wet or dry options. We chose wet, which entails climbing into a giant zorb ball that has about 5 litres of water in the bottom of it and slip-sliding your way down to the bottom, instead of being dry-harnessed in.
3) Pay your 700yen (or $7 AUD) and go get changed into bathers.
4) Head up the hill in a little motorised car and get ready for the ride of your life.
5) Once you've reached the bottom of the hill, wet and sloshed around inside your zorb ball, birth yourself out of the little entrance hole and smile at the camera!
For those of you who didn't catch my original zorbing post or unlucky enough to not have tried zorbing for yourself, in Japan it goes a little something like this:
1) Drive about an hour west of Awa (that's about 2 hours west of Tokushima City) into the mountainous region of Ikeda.
2) Fill out your health and insurance forms (you can't zorb while pregnant or with back/neck problems etc) and choose the wet or dry options. We chose wet, which entails climbing into a giant zorb ball that has about 5 litres of water in the bottom of it and slip-sliding your way down to the bottom, instead of being dry-harnessed in.
3) Pay your 700yen (or $7 AUD) and go get changed into bathers.
4) Head up the hill in a little motorised car and get ready for the ride of your life.
5) Once you've reached the bottom of the hill, wet and sloshed around inside your zorb ball, birth yourself out of the little entrance hole and smile at the camera!
Looking up the hill!
The ladies, getting ready to zorb.
Photo courtesy of Liz J.
The catchment area.
Simon, shortly after being birthed out of the zorb-ball...
And feeling the rush!
The zorbing crew (from L-R): Liz, me, Todd, Danielle, Simon, Natasha, Maria and Sergio.
Photo courtesy of Liz J.
Tuesday, 2 July 2013
Black Tie Ball 2013
After the success of last year's Black Tie Ball, I was thrilled to find out that it would happen again this year! New AJET member and fellow 2-year-JET, Danielle, chose to organise the party this year - much to my relief - and on Friday 28 June about 40 of us gathered in our finery at the Hotel Clement for a sayonara-esque shindig. Like last year, the atmosphere was classy and refined, the food was delectable and the outfits were sublime! Everyone looked amazing and the standard remained high despite the 2-hour nomihodai accompanying our seven-course meals. I didn't take my Nikon along to this event, choosing instead to snap a few iphone pics along the way (unfortunately forgetting to take pics of most of my food courses!), but it was definitely a night to remember (post-Black Tie ball-gown-gaming at a bar included)!
3/4 of the Awa City ALTs - Liz, Sergio and myself.
Picture courtesy of Natasha H.
Me and Ingrid looking a bit like barbie dolls!
Picture courtesy of Ingrid H.
Tucking into Natasha's entree!
Picture courtesy of Natasha H.
Obligatory group photo.
Picture courtesy of Natasha H.
Natasha and I in the Hotel Clement lobby.
Viet and I, keeping it classy...
At least until we got to Liberty Bar and smashed out a few games of Mario Kart!
Picture courtesy of Liz J.
Monday, 1 July 2013
Rounding Out & Finishing Up - almost!
As the end of my JET contract draws near, the past few months have unfortunately become a whirlwind of stresses for me.
I started this year with a countdown calendar to home in mind, but recently time has seemed to be moving at warp speed and it's almost time to go home! Though simple enough to begin the process of packing up while you're still crossing off the months, now that 'departure' is down to a matter of weeks the intensity of the organisation required has more than tripled.
Back in February, all that was really required of me to get this "leaving JET" ball rolling was to sign up for and attend the Returnee JETs Conference in Yokohama and "start thinking about things". Fast forward to today and it's a mess of physically packing up my home, trying to sell my belongings, throwing away trash, making plans for life back in Australia, arranging cut off dates for phone/internet/insurance, setting a date to return my leased car, acquiring police clearances and other necessary paperwork, deciding on and booking flights home, spending time achieving the last of my Japan goals, enjoying multiple "last times" with friends, filling out forms for tax/pension/banking/changing address, preparing final classes, talking with my successor and answering their questions about life in Japan, and emailing my supervisor about every decision/requirement at every twist and turn!
And all of this comes on top of normal scheduled classes and daily/weekly routines. It's no real surprise then that I'm feeling stressed at the moment and that moving home is turning out to be a helluva lot harder than moving here ever was!
Essentially having "one foot out the door" is both sad and exhilarating. It's frustrating and tiring to be tending to two worlds at once. It lends you a sense of feeling carefree while at the same time reminding you that there's a tonne to be done before that's actually the case.
As excited as I am to be returning home to teach in an Australian setting again, my final classes here are starting to roll around with greater frequency. The students seem sad that I'm leaving and a few well-timed tears-from-the-crowd has often taken me off guard and forced me to put on a brave classroom front too. To think that this aspect of things will only get worse before it gets better is depressing. Last week I taught some final classes at one of my elementary schools. This week I will teach some of my final classes at the other elementary school. Next week I will teach final classes at my junior high school. And the week after that will be my last eikaiwa class. Throw in a few "sayonara parties" with fellow JETs, my schools, my eikaiwa ladies, my Board of Education and lastly a random selection of friends and you've got one mega tear-fest on your hands.
People keep telling me, "but look on the bright-side, you get to go home soon!" And it's true! Yes, I do and I truly rejoice in the fact. It's just that trying to organise, arrange and set-up life in Australia while I'm still 6000km away is a bit of an arduous task. It's challenging to solidify plans when you're so far away. It's hard to get paperwork completed when you're not even in the country. It's awkward to have to discuss important career or lifestyle choices via email because you've no other way to effectively get it done. And it's scary to be leaving a full-time salaried job for the financial uncertainty of life back at home, in the middle of the third term, in the middle of winter!
And some days I just wish time would stand still for a while and allow me to catch up on my favourite TV shows or have a nap without wasting a few precious packing hours or happy fun times with friends. I wish my clothes and shoes would sort and pack and send themselves. I wish the paperwork I need to fill out before I go would just magically appear on my desk and complete itself in legible block letters in black or blue pen while I take a breather instead. I wish the items in my drawers and on my bookshelves would decide what needs to be trashed and what needs to be tidied. That my dishes would wash themselves, that the bathroom would become grime-free overnight, that the world would indeed quit spinning while it waits for me to get my shit sorted out. Too much to ask?
Sigh.
Zzzzzzz.
I started this year with a countdown calendar to home in mind, but recently time has seemed to be moving at warp speed and it's almost time to go home! Though simple enough to begin the process of packing up while you're still crossing off the months, now that 'departure' is down to a matter of weeks the intensity of the organisation required has more than tripled.
Back in February, all that was really required of me to get this "leaving JET" ball rolling was to sign up for and attend the Returnee JETs Conference in Yokohama and "start thinking about things". Fast forward to today and it's a mess of physically packing up my home, trying to sell my belongings, throwing away trash, making plans for life back in Australia, arranging cut off dates for phone/internet/insurance, setting a date to return my leased car, acquiring police clearances and other necessary paperwork, deciding on and booking flights home, spending time achieving the last of my Japan goals, enjoying multiple "last times" with friends, filling out forms for tax/pension/banking/changing address, preparing final classes, talking with my successor and answering their questions about life in Japan, and emailing my supervisor about every decision/requirement at every twist and turn!
And all of this comes on top of normal scheduled classes and daily/weekly routines. It's no real surprise then that I'm feeling stressed at the moment and that moving home is turning out to be a helluva lot harder than moving here ever was!
Essentially having "one foot out the door" is both sad and exhilarating. It's frustrating and tiring to be tending to two worlds at once. It lends you a sense of feeling carefree while at the same time reminding you that there's a tonne to be done before that's actually the case.
As excited as I am to be returning home to teach in an Australian setting again, my final classes here are starting to roll around with greater frequency. The students seem sad that I'm leaving and a few well-timed tears-from-the-crowd has often taken me off guard and forced me to put on a brave classroom front too. To think that this aspect of things will only get worse before it gets better is depressing. Last week I taught some final classes at one of my elementary schools. This week I will teach some of my final classes at the other elementary school. Next week I will teach final classes at my junior high school. And the week after that will be my last eikaiwa class. Throw in a few "sayonara parties" with fellow JETs, my schools, my eikaiwa ladies, my Board of Education and lastly a random selection of friends and you've got one mega tear-fest on your hands.
People keep telling me, "but look on the bright-side, you get to go home soon!" And it's true! Yes, I do and I truly rejoice in the fact. It's just that trying to organise, arrange and set-up life in Australia while I'm still 6000km away is a bit of an arduous task. It's challenging to solidify plans when you're so far away. It's hard to get paperwork completed when you're not even in the country. It's awkward to have to discuss important career or lifestyle choices via email because you've no other way to effectively get it done. And it's scary to be leaving a full-time salaried job for the financial uncertainty of life back at home, in the middle of the third term, in the middle of winter!
And some days I just wish time would stand still for a while and allow me to catch up on my favourite TV shows or have a nap without wasting a few precious packing hours or happy fun times with friends. I wish my clothes and shoes would sort and pack and send themselves. I wish the paperwork I need to fill out before I go would just magically appear on my desk and complete itself in legible block letters in black or blue pen while I take a breather instead. I wish the items in my drawers and on my bookshelves would decide what needs to be trashed and what needs to be tidied. That my dishes would wash themselves, that the bathroom would become grime-free overnight, that the world would indeed quit spinning while it waits for me to get my shit sorted out. Too much to ask?
Sigh.
Zzzzzzz.
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