Sunday, February 24, 2013

Last week in Japan

The final week of our trip consisted mostly of going to work but Chris was able to leave the office early several days and remain on call and/or finish the day up back at the hotel. We took advantage of this by hanging around Nagoya (perhaps for the last time) and running errands, packing, and just getting ready to return home.  We ended up needing this extra time because we still wanted to do a little shopping both for ourselves and some people back home.  We ended up heading about 20 minutes outside of the city by train to a shopping mall, primarily because there was a Toys R Us there and we had a specific request from our niece which required a toy store.  While there we visited a large grocery store where we did some shopping.  The grocery stores in Japan are not all that different from what we have back home, the biggest differences being that Japanese people don’t seem to shop for a week’s worth of groceries at once; evident by the size of the shopping carts.  Basically the cart is a hand cart that you’d get for 10-12 items that you can put on top of a wheeled cart.  They also do not provide shopping bags, at least not for free and when you do purchase one you have to do the bagging yourself off to the side.  Being efficient people, in the supermarkets they start scanning the next person’s order as you are fishing for your money.  So while we tried to get the right change the cashier was nearly finished scanning in the next person’s order.

A landmark in front of our hotel.  No idea what its called but we refer to it as the Hershey Kiss
We went out for Shabu Shabu one more night and enjoyed the all-you-can-eat and all-you-can-drink for 120 minute madness one last time.  We had purchased several boxes of maple sugar candy in Vermont before we left for the purpose of giving as gifts to the people who we felt especially took care of us at the hotel.  We gave those gifts out throughout the week and said our good-byes each time we saw some of our new friends for the last time. 
Our waitress at Shabu Shabu..always happy to see us


 
Our flight out of Tokyo was not until Sunday evening but we planned on leaving Nagoya on Saturday and staying one more night in Yokohama, just south of Tokyo.  We had planned on somewhat of a leisurely day checking out of our hotel and getting to Yokohama but at the last minute Chris’s co-worker, whose wife was now in town, suggested we go to the Kirin Beer factory and tour in Yokohama.  We planned on a 3:00 tour which wasn’t really a problem but by the time we made the decision to go with them it was already past 9.  The trip to the factory would be about 2 ½ hours by a combination of two trains and a taxi.  We wanted to make a train at 11:20 out of Nagoya but we had to do some very last minute packing, mail a package to ourselves back home, check out of the hotel, and buy our train tickets.  So once again we found ourselves somewhat rushing.  Chris went to the post office to mail the package.  That ordeal took the better part of 20 minutes, most likely because Chris went to a closer, less busy post office which meant no lines, but also meant no English.  We finally left our room for good a little before 11, made our way to the concierge floor to say our last good-byes and check out.  We made it downstairs with what we thought was plenty of time to make our 11:20 train (which our friends already had tickets for) but when we got down to the ticket office it was pure madness.  As it turned out Monday was a national holiday and everyone was travelling this day.  We waited about 30 minutes in line for the tickets, far more than we had ever waited for any train before in Japan.  Our American credit cards do not work in their vending machines for tickets so we had to wait.  We finally got tickets for an 11:50 bullet train which we boarded for the trip north.
When we arrived at Shinagawa station in Tokyo our friends were already waiting.  We did have a small suitcase, a shopping bag full of stuff we were unable to fit anywhere else, and a backpack with us so we searched for a locker to store it all in.  Being the national holiday there were no empty lockers.  We did finally see a woman retrieving her stuff from a locker so we stood next to her and paid the locker so we at least had a place to store our backpack and shopping bag.  The suitcase would not fit so we took it to the beer factory.
The beer factory was very much like any other beer factory tour in the world except it was in Japanese.  They stored our suitcase at the front desk, which was nice because there were a lot of stairs and walking on the tour.  At the end of the tour we took our pictures with a big bottle of Kirin beer and we enjoyed our three free samples, which is really the only reason we came on the tour in the first place.  The taxi ride from the train station to the factory cost us about 900 yen, which was not at all bad.  On the way back the factory was giving out 700 yen coupons for the trip back which was very nice of them.  Free beer and a free ride!
Inside of our cab.  Lots of gadgets in there.

Malt, hops and water.  Just like home.

No idea what this says but we are 100% sure that the beer comes from the factory.

One of our samples

We boarded yet another train to take us to Yokohama and our hotel.  This was our first double decker train and we took a seat on the bottom deck.  This train had an interesting feature that we had not seen on any other train yet.  Right above each seat was a light which was either green or red.  Red meant your ticket had not yet been collected and green meant it had.  A conductor did come around to collect tickets and when she did your light went green but some people had passes with them that they held up to ceiling when they boarded which turned the light green.  We assume it was some kind of commuter pass they held up and while it was simple it showed us yet again how technologically advanced Japan seems to be.


On Sunday we slept in, knowing that we had a 24+ hour travel day ahead of us that evening and we would probably not get too much sleep.  We asked for a late checkout from our hotel, which they granted us, and we got in our taxi just after 1 for the trip to the Yokohama train station where we would board the Narita express (another train) for the airport.  The train makes limited stops, in our case only 3, before arriving at the airport after about an hour and a half.  While on the train you can follow your route on an overhead television, which kind of helped pass the time. 
 
We got to the airport just before 3 (our flight was not until 6:45) and we retrieved our luggage from the Black Cat delivery service counter.  We spent about a half hour repacking some of our stuff because we had bought some more stuff since we shipped our luggage to the airport on Friday and we also learned that with business class tickets we were allowed up to 70 pounds per bag instead of the normal 50. We checked in, a process that took all of 5 minutes including waiting on line and we did a little more shopping in the airport before heading through security and heading to the lounge.  We still had a pocket full of change plus some bills to spend so we bought some last minute souvenirs. 
May not look like much but since the smallest bill in Japan is 1000 yen ($11) this handful of change is about $30 worth
The only thing eventful about our trip home was that we got under 2 hours of sleep in about 20 hours of travel time.  We watched several movies on the longer flight and we also enjoyed watching our route on the personal televisions at our seat.  Our customs process upon entering the U.S. in Chicago, besides eating up a lot of time in line, was completely uneventful.  As it turns out we probably could have snuck in the habushu from Okinawa because our bags were never searched.  We had a two hour layover and the process of clearing customs, retrieving our luggage, clearing immigration, rechecking our luggage, getting on a train to a different terminal, then walking to our gate, took just about the entire 2 hours.  We had only about 10 minutes to rest in the lounge before it was time to board, not even enough time to enjoy a beer.  We got to LaGuardia at about 9 PM, grabbed our luggage, grabbed our rental car, and headed back to Stony Point where we arrived 6 weeks after leaving.

 

Wednesday, February 20, 2013

Something Different

During our last week in Japan we had the opportunity to re-visit an unusual shrine, the Taga Jinja Shrine.  We had been here for an annual festival 6 years ago so we knew what we were expecting but we had to return.  Every year on March 15 they have a festival where thousands of people come to watch a parade where they carry around their object of worship.  They parade that thing around while serving free sake to all along with candy shaped “things”, smaller versions of the big one, and just plain craziness.  We read somewhere that it is some kind of fertility festival but we’re not sure if that is true.  The grounds of the shrine are lined with these things in all shapes and sizes.  Words simply cannot describe what they worship at this shrine; we will let the pictures speak for themselves.
From the outside things appear fairly normal.
This is what gets paraded around.

No matter what your pleasure they have your size.





During the parade they have young ladies carrying these around shoving them in your face and making you rub them luck or something.
Even the fenceposts have that shape.


Put your spare change in the slot and make a wish.



See?  They really do have a parade.
 

Okinawa

We chose to return to Okinawa because when we visited 6 years ago during our last trip to Japan we fell in love with the place.  Okinawa is actually a series of many tropical islands which make up the Okinawa Prefecture of Japan (a prefecture is like a state).  The main island, Okinawa Island, is about 400 miles south of the main islands of Japan.  They are all tropical islands; we think they are very much like Hawaii in terms of scenery and climate.  So as we see it, it is like going to Hawaii but with a Japanese twist.

Our first night in Okinawa was spent in downtown Naha (the capital city) only a few miles from the airport.  Our other days were in the northern part of the island, maybe 40 miles north and a world away. Before driving north we decided to check out some of southern part of the island.  Okinawa is home to several US military installations including two major bases, which meant there are far more westerners on the island and a lot more English speaking.  The southern part of the main island, where the airport, capital city, and most of the military activity is located, is much busier and built up, than the northern part.  The northern part of the island is more relaxed, rural, and scenic.  Being a tropical island, there are resorts all over, but we liked the ones in the north better mostly because of the scenery and smaller crowds.
We did not leave the hotel until around 10:30.  This was good because by that time morning traffic was not an issue and we would have to get used to driving with everything on the wrong side once again.  We were pleased to see that our GPS spoke English, the last time we were here we learned very quickly how to say “pretty soon…” in Japanese.  Not this time.  We first travelled to the Ryukyu glass studio and factory where they make glass products.  From what we learned, glass making in Okinawa started after WWII.  At that time, because of shortage in glass materials, craftsmen used varieties of waste glasses like bottles of Coca-Cola thrown out from U.S. bases, and produced colorful products.  Today Ryukyu glass seems to be a popular souvenir from Okinawa.  They have them in all shapes and sizes from cheap ones to very expensive works of art.  We explored their museum, gift shop and watched them make glass.  They make the process seem so simple but we think that is just because they are so good at it.
Outside of the glass place...all of the walls are covered in pieces of colored glass

The picture may look like everyone is moving slowly but in reality they were practically running around




Some of the finished product

You can make a glass in 7 easy steps.

We slowly started our drive north after leaving Ryukyu.  In Okinawa, just about every house, business, and everything else, has a Shisa out front, or a pair of Shisa.  A Shisa is a traditional decoration resembling a cross between a dog and a lion.  They are said to protect people from evil, and like we said, they are everywhere.  We even noticed as we were passing through a construction site, the construction barriers were Shisa!
Our ride


 
Our next stop was a place called Okinawa World.  What drew us here was the possibility of a brewery on site.  We opted to not try any beer because Japan has a zero tolerance policy when it comes to drinking and driving.  Sure, a small sample at the end of a brewery tour would not get us impaired but it didn’t seem worth the potential risk.  We ended up skipping the brewery portion of Okinawa World, but we really enjoyed the rest of what they had to offer.  Okinawa World is a touristy type place detailing Okinawan culture.  They have a craft village, a snake museum (more on this in a minute) and they had some really cool traditional performances which we watched.  They also had a tour through a garden which was growing some of the traditional flowers and fruits you would find in Okinawa.  We enjoyed a coconut drink straight from a real coconut and some sweet potato ice cream after touring the garden. 
Some of the Shisa outside Okinawa World



While we were walking through Okinawa World we saw something that Chris just had to have: Habushu. Just about everyone has seen or heard of a bottle of tequila with the worm in the bottom. Habushu is similar. A habu is a type of snake native to the larger islands of the Southeast Asia region. It is posionous if it bites you but they only bite when they are alive, not when they are sitting dead in the bottom of your bottle of liquor. In Okinawa this habushu seems to be a popular item. Chris didn’t even try the stuff, he just knew he had to take a bottle home but he was absolutely sure that he would have some kind of delay at customs if he tried. With only a two hour layover on the way home in Chicago where we entered the US, any kind of delay would be bad because in that two hours you need to clear customs, retrieve your luggage, clear immigration, re-check your luggage, take a train to the domestic terminal, go through security again, and find your gate, which is most likely the last one at the end of the terminal. We would probably need every minute of those two hours, assuming our plane was even on time arriving! On top of that the habushu is not cheap. The price for a 700ml bottle was about 12,000 yen, or around $130. Having that confiscated would hurt. We decided to try and find out if it was even legal before buying a bottle. The company issued phone that Chris had with us on this trip was not smart by any stretch of the imagination. It was a plain old flip phone that made calls. It had limited internet which was very useful if you could read and type in Japanese. We decided we would call the US Embassy in Tokyo where we were certain there would be someone who first knew what habushu is, and second, knew if it was legal to import into the US for personal consumption. The woman who answered the phone knew exactly what it was but she couldn’t help us except for transferring our call to a specialist on site. The specialist was not in his office at the time so the receptionist who answered the phone took our phone number and we left him a message.

Now backtrack to the traditional Okinawa show that we were watching.  They did a performance only once an hour, maybe less frequently, and it was loud.  As luck would have it the phone rang right in the middle of the performance. From our seats near the top row Chris jumped over several rows, nearly knocked down a couple of children and ran to get away from the performance so he could answer the phone.  It was important that we answer the phone because we had no idea how to retrieve messages on our phone.  He missed the call.  Turns out on this particular flip phone you have to flip it open and then hit the speak button.  It isn’t enough to flip it open and start talking.  So while he was there saying hello, hello, the phone kept ringing.  Chris didn’t realize this because the phone was in silent mode and the show was very loud, even from a distance.  We had to call Chris’s office back in Nagoya and speak to one of the ladies who works there to talk us through retrieving our message.  We heard the message, it was left to us completely in Japanese, probably because the voice mail greeting was likely in Japanese, so we did the only thing we could do, we called the embassy back and asked to speak to Dr. Suzuki (we understood that much from the voice mail).  We explained what we were looking to find out and he told us that the importation of habushu would fall under the Fish and Game dept, not customs. He took down our email address and ended up sending us a link to the Fish and Game’s website, which we would end up reading that night from our hotel.  When we finally did read the email it explained that yes, habushu can be imported into the US but wherever we entered the country a fish & game specialist would have to inspect the bottle to ensure the (dead) snake was not endangered.  If a fish and game specialist happened to not be on duty at the time they would confiscate the liquor and inspect it at their convenience and we would be responsible for paying for its shipment to our final destination.  We figured we would lose both ways.  If a specialist was on duty when we entered the US we didn’t think there would be any way they would be able to inspect it and have enough time for us to get to our gate with the 2 hour layover.  We figured if they confiscated it for a later inspection they would surely determine that the snake was endangered, not because the snake was in fact endangered (we were pretty certain it was not just from reading up on it on the web), but because a bottle of liquor with a snake in it is some pretty cool shit and they’d want it for themselves.

We pretty much decided at that time that we were not going to be buying a bottle but we did make one last call to the Fish & Game Dept in Washington, DC to ask if we could request that an expert be on hand when we land in Chicago.  We were transferred to a lady who we were assured was the person we needed to be talking to and that lady was more than extremely rude, almost as if we were bothering her (after all it was a Friday morning in Washington and she did have a government job so we probably were bothering her).  She snapped at us and asked why we would be calling her with such a question and she told us that we’d have to call Chicago and ask them and she further reminded us that Chicago was an hour behind Washington so “they wouldn’t be answering the phone for several more hours at least”.  After this we decided to just drop it and leave the habushu in Japan. We figured if we really wanted it when we got home that is what the internet is for.



After leaving Okinawa World we entered the phone number of the hotel into the GPS and started making our way to our hotel.  We really liked the GPS we had in the car.  Back home we still use real maps so we didn’t know if the features on the GPS were unique to Japan or if every GPS has these but we especially liked how you could enter a phone number in the GPS and it would get you to the address where that phone number is located; once on the expressway it also told us how far to the next 3 exits; if a rest area was approaching it told you what kind of facilities were located at that rest area; and since the road was a toll road and our ticket that we picked up when we entered the highway did not have prices on it the GPS announced to us as we were exiting how much we owed.  These cool features are probably not enough for us to buy one back home but we did enjoy using it while we were over there.


We arrived at our hotel a little before 7 and to our surprise it wasn’t dark out yet!  That was a nice change from the short days we had been experiencing for the last month.  Our platinum status at Marriott allowed us to pay a small price for a nicer room on the concierge floor.  We also were able to check in on the concierge floor and enjoy breakfast in the morning and cocktails at night free of charge.  Our room was pretty big with a marbled bathroom and two balconies overlooking the bay, one enclosed and one outside. 




View from the room

Our enclosed balcony taken from out outside balcony

The next day we were kind of tired so we slept in a little bit.  Once we got moving we took a ride along the coast.  We first went to a place called the Nago Pineapple Park to buy some pineapple wine which we enjoyed the last time we had visited.  Rather than pay the 1000 yen admission fee, Chris snuck in through the exit.  We figured this was ok for several reasons: first, we were foreigners and we did not understand that the door that everyone was leaving through and no one was entering was an exit, not an entrance.  We played our gaijin card (gaijin is Japanese for foreigner) on that one.  Second, we didn’t want to see the exhibits, we only wanted to buy wine.  Third, we knew no one would stop us.  They were not about to put themselves in an awkward position and try to speak English to us and we took advantage of it.  We bought several souvenirs and had them shipped back to our hotel in Nagoya.  The place had some kind of deal worked out with the post office that no matter what you bought you could ship it to anywhere in Japan for only 1000 yen, or about $11.  We were glad to pay $11 to not have to carry that stuff on the plane and train with us.  While at the pineapple park we decided to look for a geocache.  While we were looking a couple of women with a child approached us (they were American) and asked if we had found the cache.  They too were geocachers and while the kid searched for the cache, Chris found out that they were in the service but more importantly, they told Chris where on the island the cherry blossoms would be in bloom.  Cherry blossom viewing is a BIG event in Japan.  Often times the Japanese will take days off from work, set up a blanket or tarp and just sit under the cherry blossoms drinking and eating all day long.  It is so popular that in the spring the parks in Tokyo get so crowded that you cannot even find an empty spot on the ground to sit there are so many tarps and blankets set up.  And these are not small parks, they are parks possible a quarter the size of NYC’s Central Park.  Back on the main island cherry blossom season would not happen until late March/early April but if cherry blossom season was taking place now we wanted to see it, if not for the partying, at least for the scenery.

Before heading for the cherry blossoms we wanted to hit the beach.  We found a very secluded beach and we walked up and down it for an hour or so.  In one direction there were caves and interesting rock formations carved out from coral and in the other direction there was nothing but empty beach.  We did not swim but we did enjoy our walk along the beach checking out the caves and looking at the crystal clear water.







After leaving the beach we headed for the cherry blossoms.  We were surprised to not find people partying under the cherry blossoms but the scenery was very nice.  The trees were probably a little past peak but they were still beautiful nonetheless.



We started making our way back to our hotel, just in time for the final hour or so of happy hour in the lounge. 

The next day would be the day we checked out and flew back to Nagoya.  Our flight was not until 8:30 PM so we had the whole day to explore some more of the island.  Rather than head further north and run the risk of seeing something really cool that we would not have time to fully enjoy, we started heading south.

We stopped at a few really cool viewpoints where we stood on top of high cliffs watching the waves crash against the rocks below.  One really cool spot was called Manzamo, which translated to “grassland where a thousand people can sit”.  At this spot was a really nice grassy area high atop the cliffs which made for some nice scenery and a great place to just hang out and relax.  We also visited a lighthouse and took in some more amazing scenery.  None of the places we visited were especially crowded which is one reason we would love to return. 


We have no idea what this was but we found it in the middle of the rocks on top of the cliff.





We finally made our way back to the airport but not before stopping to fill up the car with gas on the way back.  Never again will we complain about high gas prices in the US when we were paying about $1.75 per liter in Japan, which is about the equivalent to $7 per gallon.  We made it to the airport with far more time to spare than we needed and arrived back at the airport in Tokyo around 10.  We were back in our hotel room just after 11.