Ah the joys of writing long blogs. I have finally had the time to catch up on my entries and post on the wonderful Asia I have experienced. If anyone is keeping tally, I could have a 67 page, single-spaced, Word document that describes my travels thus far. Now, I will have this post and a couple more before I get my final amount, but I would not be surprised if it was close to 100 pages. Keep in mind this is a Word document, that is 67 pages (up to and including China) of 8 ½“ x 11” pages. I have basically written my senior thesis…twice. Anyway, this entry is going to be about my time in Japan. I had an experience like no other, as in I had one that was lacking what other countries had to offer. I am a bit upset that Japan did not turn out the way I had anticipated, but, that is a part of the experience I suppose. I still am reflecting on my time spent there and I hope that by journaling all of my thoughts in this post I can look back at a better understanding of the country. I will also note that I am in the midst of the end of the voyage. Finals will be here in a week and I have a lot of papers to be writing. An outlet for me, and possibly a way for me to procrastinate, is to write my blogs. Because of this, the entry might be very long as has been the case for all other entries. So get ready for another long read, one that is hopefully exhilarating and thought provoking.
Japan was the first country that Dave, Brynn and I all had free so I could not wait to have a great time with them. We had all purchased our rail passes in Vietnam and were ready to go to a great number of cities to get our money’s worth. I found myself waking up as usual to a breakfast with the group. On our first day we were going to be exploring with Grace and Sara in Kobe, the city where the ship was docked. None of us knew what Kobe had to offer so we had no solid plan other than to meet when the ship was cleared. Japan has a policy for passengers on ships to have their temperature taken before getting on land and into port. Everyone had to get their temperature taken before we could exit the ship and I was expecting this to be a very long process. Luckily, I got to see my first advancement in technology from the Japanese. Our temperatures were taken by simply walking by this machine, something I still didn’t quite understand. This made the process go very quickly and before I knew it we were cleared to leave the ship. We all got together and then one by one swiped our cards and set foot on Japanese soil, well…asphalt. We walked through the cruise terminal to immigrations where we encountered a very long, slow moving line. We stood there for over an hour trying to get through immigrations. It was such a long process here because we had to get our pictures taken and were finger printed on each hand. We finally got to the front of the line and to the immigrations counter. I was having trouble getting my fingerprints recorded, probably because they were burned off in a horrific accident when I was a kid. Just kidding, I think it was because I was not pressing hard enough on the electronic scanners. Anyway, we made our way through immigrations and then went to the helpful information desk to get a map of Kobe and its local attractions. First things first though, find an ATM. We had to take a monorail to the main station in Kobe and that was where we were going to find an ATM. Dave paid for each of our tickets which were only a couple bucks and then we headed for Kobe. The weather was not fantastic, it was overcast and slightly chilly outside. I was immediately unimpressed with what I was seeing in Japan. It was just a bunch of grey, concrete buildings with nothing on them. Once we got out off the train all I could see were a bunch of men in business suits. I am not a fan of business and the entire atmosphere with the weather and work mentality was making me depressed. We walked around for a while trying to find an ATM when we saw some SAS students and asked them if they had found one. They pointed us in the right direction and we were soon where we needed to be. We queued up for the ATM, something I was really happy about because of China, and were all able to get money. I pulled out 10,000 Yen, and it all came out on one note. I now am really frustrated that other countries do not, or can not, lower their denominations for currency. Why in the world is it useful to have a currency ranging from 1-1,000,000? Everything costs a fortune too so 10,000 does not last long. They fool you into thinking you are rich but then you go and buy something and all of your money is gone! In this respect I am grateful for the currency in the United States because it is in low denominations. This could be a result of my bringing up on the American Dollar, but after visiting all of these countries, it seems to be the only one that still makes sense to me. We went to get lunch after the ATM and all of us had to break our 10,000 notes that we just received. We went by this restaurant that had smelled really good and looked like it was serving a whole variety of hush puppies. We went inside, not knowing what we were ordering, but just pointed at some pictures and paid the cashier. I got sake for the very first time and they mixed it with club soda which made me not want to have it ever again…but I did. We all ordered something different so we exchanged our plates so that we could each try something different. We bit into the first ball and hot cheese and fluids poured out simultaneously burning our tongues. It was an interesting taste, a bit fishy but good overall. We opened the second ball so that we would not burn our mouth when we noticed something pink inside. I pulled it out and realized we were having fried octopus cheese balls! Sara was grossed out by it so she didn’t eat anymore, but I was excited to eat as much as my stomach would handle. Octopus is a lot like calamari, chewy, fishy, and a bit hard to swallow. Eventually I could not eat anymore and unfortunately had to let a lot go to waste. I was also having a hard time drinking the sake and eventually everyone was waiting on me to finish. It was too similar to vodka for me, something that I hate with a passion, so I had to drink it really fast and then eat teriyaki sauce after as a chaser. I felt like a wimp, but it was better than puking all over the table. We left from lunch to go next door where fresh crepes were being made. I got a delicious caramel crepe along with a mint chocolate bubble tea. We ate our crepes inside because we were told that eating in public was not an acceptable practice in Japan. When we were finished, stuffed I should say, we left and went to explore Kobe. We walked down a couple of streets to just see what there was when we came to this huge bowling alley. We all looked at each other and then agreed that this is exactly what we wanted to do. We went into the building and realized that it was a bowling alley and arcade so I am sure you could imagine the faces we all had. We bowled first and had a great time. I actually played better than I ever had, even though I still did not break 100, but I never got a gutter ball and I even got a strike. Grace, Brynn and Dave were clearly much better but I am quite sure that we all had a great time there. It was really funny too because whenever Dave would go bowl he would throw the ball like it was nothing knocking pins everywhere and the kids next to us kept laughing. I am sure they had never seen someone his size and were just enamored with his bowling skills. We finished up our game and then went to the arcade. It was not that impressive and they had a lot of games that were the same. There was only one game that I had never seen before where you got into this pod and turned into a fighting robot. It was really fun, but extremely hard to figure out when everything was in Japanese. We all played games for an hour or so and then made our way back to the train station area to get some coffee and internet. Unfortunately the internet was not working so we just went back to the ship. We ran into some students when we got off the train that were heading to a baseball game. We were told that a baseball game in Japan is a must see. I was running low on money and was supposed to stay in a capsule hotel with my buddy Evan but I had to run back to the ship to let him know that I was not going to be able to make it. I met up with Dave and Brynn again and the three of us went to find our way with the trains to the baseball stadium. We got lost because we were with a huge group that really didn’t know where they were going. Luckily when we were standing in the station looking very lost a beautiful Australian woman who was teaching Japanese in the schools helped us find our way. We got on the right trains and soon we were at the baseball stadium. I went into the gift shop to buy a flag of the Hanshin Tigers, the local team, and then we got our tickets and found some decent seats in the stadium. When we got into the stadium we realized that we were not watching the Tigers play. Instead we were watching the Lions and the Eagles. We were sitting on the Lions side and we all had a great time. I bought a couple of large beers from the women that were carrying kegs on their backs and the three of us just talked and watched the game. I was getting hungry so I went to buy some KFC and got this really interesting teriyaki chicken sandwich. The game was not at all different from on in the States so I am still a bit confused on why it was so important to see one. Nonetheless I had a great time and got a little tipsy. I think it is pretty cool that I can say I saw a Japanese baseball game too. The game was coming to an end and the Lions were beating the Eagles 4-0 so we left early. We were on our way back to Kobe when we had to make a sudden stop because Brynn was going to pee her pants. I only bring this up because I thought it was so funny how sudden it was that she needed to go and how fast she got out of the train at some random stop. We soon got back to Kobe but we were not ready to go back to the ship. Instead I went to a vending machine that sold beer, yes that’s right, beer! I bought a couple and then we went to a Mos Burger to get some dinner. The burgers there were actually pretty good but it was not Kobe beef like we were hoping. Although I guess I can technically say that it was because we ordered it in Kobe. Once we were done with dinner we went back to the ship because it was starting to get late. I called my mom when I got back on the ship to let her know that I made it safely to Japan. When I emptied my pockets to count how much money I had I realized I only had 100 yen left. I was now starting to have second thoughts on traveling around the country because there was going to be no way to afford it. I was instead going to transit with the ship because I could save my money but still try and use the rail pass as much as possible. I stressed a lot about it before I went to bed and kept tossing in my mind the benefits of traveling each way. All of the stressing tired me out and before I knew it I was off dreaming in my own world.
The next day I woke up to pounding on my door. The room was really dark so I stumbled on my way to answer it. When I opened the door I saw Dave standing there with an apathetic look on his face. I smiled and said “Hey Davey!” I did not realize, but I had slept in past the time I said I was going to meet them and he was there to wake me up and rush me so that we could be on our way. I was still half asleep when I saw that my alarm was not even set. I guess from all of the stressing I forgot to set it and just fell asleep. I turned on the lights and opened the window. My eyes started to adjust and then I packed my bag as fast as I could. I made sure that I had everything, credit card, passport, camera, toothbrush, it was all there. I left my room and then met Brynn, Dave and Anna Sophia, my other friend that was going to be traveling with us, in the usual spot. I told them that I was not sure if I would be traveling the entire way with them because of my money situation. They were all upset about the idea of me not going and they tried to convince me otherwise. Dave told me he would cover my expenses and I hesitated because I was in debt enough to my great friend and I cannot stand when people buy me things. I told them that I would decide on the way to Hiroshima and if I could not go with them I would head back early. They agreed with the idea and then the four of us left the ship and started to make our way to the train station. The loose itinerary consisted of going to Hiroshima, then going to Osaka for the night, then the next half day in Osaka and the other half in Kyoto, then for the next two nights stay in Tokyo. When we were in the port terminal we ran into a lifelong learner, Holley, who was by herself and trying to figure out how to get to Hiroshima. We told her that she could tag along with us because that is exactly where she was going. She seemed very happy that she could travel with us because the students she had originally planned on traveling in Japan with bailed on her. We left the port terminal on the monorail to the main station in Kobe. From there we had to transfer to Osaka so that we could exchange our rail pass for real tickets and then make our way to Hiroshima on the bullet train. The entire process was somewhat difficult because everything was in Japanese, but we eventually found our way to Osaka. Once we were there we all exchanged our rail passes for the cards that would give us unlimited access on the trains for one week. Holley had to buy a separate ticket and it was pretty expensive so I am glad that I bought the rail pass because I think it more than paid off. Once we all had our tickets we made our way through the giant train station to the Shinkansen, the name of the bullet trains. In the station there were a lot of shops selling food so we bought bento boxes with interesting looking food, beer and sandwiches for the trip. From there we went up to the gate where we were supposed to board and waited for our train. When it pulled up I realized that I was going to be riding in luxury. The train looked very nice and sleek, like something out of the future. You could see inside the windows and I remember thinking it looked just like airplane seating, except with better service. We were finally able to board and once we got inside I was surprised to see that there was a significant amount of leg room, the seat would recline almost all of the way, and it was quiet and very comfortable. We all took up a row of seats and Dave sat next to me for the trip. The train started to move and then we were off at high speeds to Hiroshima. I fell asleep because I was still tired from not getting that much sleep. I woke up a few times to see the land but it went by so fast that I couldn’t really take it in. I went back to sleep listening to music from my iPod hoping that Hiroshima was going to be far away so that I could get some rest. Before I knew it Dave was waking me up telling me that we were the next stop. I got my bag ready and then opened a beer to drink. We pulled into the station and exited the train for the next step of our journey. It was raining that day in Japan so when we got inside the station Holley and I bought umbrellas. I then got my first experience with the amazing and interesting Japanese toilet! When I went into the bathroom I saw that the toilet seat was heated, would make noise and music so that no one would here you and was also a bidet so you would not have to use toilet paper. I didn’t use the toilet for its regular use but instead just played with it because I had never seen anything like it. Mature right? I also took some pictures because I was so fascinated of the device and I wanted to show my brother at home this amazing discovery! When I was done fooling around with all of the buttons and gadgets I left the bathroom and met up with the group. We had figured out how to get to the museum and dome of Hiroshima. We had to take an inexpensive trolley to the area and it was a fairly quick ride. Once we got out of the trolley my eyes gazed at the ruins of one of the buildings from the bombing on Hiroshima. The Dome, as it is called, was the only building still standing and preserved from the horrible atrocities that the city had to face at the end of WWII. It was silent all around us and we were all trying to contemplate just how bad this war was. Here, standing in front of us, was a building that was almost at the hypocenter where the bomb was dropped. It was like stepping into the past. I felt like I could hear sirens, crying, screaming, and fire all around me. I just stood there, motionless, staring at the top of the dome which was now just a skeleton of steel bars. My mood immediately changed, and I virtually stopped talking for the next few hours. Holley needed to return back to the ship before it left for Yokohama so she went off on her own so that she could get in as much as possible. The rest of us just walked peacefully around the half-destroyed building. I came up to this plaque with Japanese inscriptions on it. Below it were many water bottles and flowers. I didn’t understand the meaning of this until later, but the bottles were there to honor those who died from the bombing and were begging for water as they were grasping for life. We continued to walk around this area and came up to a memorial that was dedicated to all of the children that died during the bombing and the aftermath. Below the memorial were thousands or origami cranes to honor those who died and to show peace throughout the world. They were all in rows in every color of the rainbow. There was a statue in the front of the memorial and a button you could press that would describe in English what it stood for. We left from there and traveled to a long boulevard of cherry blossoms that led up to another memorial that was near the hypocenter. Past that was the Peace Memorial Museum. I was actually astonished that I did not see any destruction other than The Dome in all of Hiroshima. The city has really grown and modernized since the bombing and if it weren’t for the memorials, you would have never known from just walking around that the entire city was completely turned to ash. I walked down the boulevard alone and very quietly. I tried to imagine what it would have been like to look up in the air and the next thing you know your skin is melting off and everyone around you is dying. I could still feel this eerie presence from 145 thousand dead lives still roaming the earth not knowing what had happened to them. I tried to imagine looking all around me and seeing everything completely demolished. It was very difficult to do so, but when I went into the two museums it made it much easier to see the past. I took a lot of pictures of the area and what I was witnessing. I saw what the city looked like before and after the bombing, a striking dissimilarity; I saw watches that froze at 8:15, the time the bomb hit Hiroshima; I saw the clothes that were ripped and burnt off of children, some with blood and skin still on them; I saw the lunchboxes of the children with the ashes of their lunch; I saw the fingernails and hair clippings a mother kept from her dead child; I saw the smelted tricycle that a 3-year old once used before his dad buried him a day after the bombing; I saw death, destruction, tears, blood, guilt, and reassurance that something like this would never happen again. I saw peace, or at least the striving for it, everywhere I went. I did not feel hatred from the Japanese as they toured the same area as I, but instead felt a mutual understanding of the severity of the incident. I left the museum with shame towards America for what they had done and still strive to find the justification we somehow had to end, immediately and soon after, the lives of 145,000 innocent and non-innocent alike, even killing the lives of American POW’s in the process. I think America has learned from this incident, but I do not think other countries have. Hence, why I think America has to keep up with the nuclear race in order to potentially combat what other countries have gotten their hands on. Oh how I wish Albert Einstein did not invent and create! Oh, but one can only wish…