Thursday, February 28, 2008

AGE: Snow Monkeys

Today we went to a snow monkey preserve. We had to take a bus for an hour and then hike 20 minutes into the woods just to get there. Once we arrived, the effort was well worth it. There were snow monkeys everywhere! The animals congregate in this valley because of its protected location between steep cliffs. The area also has a large food supply, fresh water, and even an onsen!
The area is a natural habitat for the monkeys and there aren't any fences to keep them contained. A lot of tourists visit them though, so it is obvious that the monkeys have become desensitized to humans. They were completely oblivious to all the people. Greg was able to get right next to them at the onsen to take a picture. The monkeys were feeling quite photogenic, and I was able to get a couple of pictures of them cleaning each other and hanging out on a fence. I even got one of the babies to come out of the water for a picture! Nick, one of the AGE students, spent his time quietly observing one of the monkeys alone. After a few minutes, he realized that it was digging into the snow for seeds that had fallen from the trees. Nick quickly decided to climb into the snow and join the monkey in its search. When Nick found seeds, he would put them into his hand and gently open his palm towards the monkey. As the monkey reached for the seed, a moment of two conflicting worlds in beautiful harmony prevailed. Not one to miss out on the experience, I quickly climbed into the snow bank with Nick and started digging. After I collected a number of seeds, I found a new friend to share them.

After visiting the monkeys, the day trip was complete with a stop to the most popular onsen in Japan. Despite its popularity, I was able to have it all to myself during the lull of a Thursday afternoon. One look let's you know why it is Japan's favorite.

Wednesday, February 27, 2008

AGE: Skiing and Calligraphy

We have been skiing about every third day in Nozawa Onsen. There is a lot to do in the town, so we have spent more time doing different cultural activities than skiing. Still, here's a picture from yesterday.
As one of our cultural activities, today we had a local expert in calligraphy come to the lodge to teach us how to write Japanese characters.
As if the characters aren't hard enough, it turns out that proper Japanese calligraphy has to be completed in a certain order with just the right pressure and timing. More pressure results in wider marks, while slower movements (which sometimes involves blotting) result in a thicker layer of ink. One example is in the word "dream." "Dream" is two characters. The one on the left is my pathetic attempt and the one on the right was made by our calligraphy teacher. As you might have noticed, parts of her strokes barely appear. That's not sloppiness; it's perfection. The characters are supposed to be written that way. What seemed difficult at first now seems impossible! Still, we continued to ask her to write a few of our favorite words for us to try to duplicate. Here is "nature." The one on the left is hers, the one on the right is mine.
Finally, I realized the one word I really wanted to learn how to write: spirit. The one on top is hers, the one on the bottom is mine. In Japanese, you pronounce it "tama-she."

Monday, February 25, 2008

AGE: Nozawa Onsen Elementary School

Today we had an incredible experience attending a few different classes at the Nozawa Onsen Elementary School. We went to participate in some of their lessons and to teach the students a little bit about us. It was mostly an excuse to have some fun and play games with the kids. The first class we went to was a sixth grade class. They sang to us a couple of songs and then we played card games with them.I still don't know how the game works, but I'm pretty sure I was in the lead for a while! We also played a game of "rock, paper, scissors" to decide who would draw first. I guess the really important games are known throughout the world!

We next went to a science class. The students were doing a fun lab that involved using very cold salt water to make fresh water freeze. Joey worked hard to ensure that his group did the best.If you look closely at the picture, you'll notice that the boy in red is actually wearing a Boston Red Sox shirt! I was so excited that I started rattling off all the Japanese players who have played for the Sox: "Dice-K Matsuzaka? Hideki Okajima? Tomokazi Oh-ka!" The boy just blankly stared at me with a tinge of horror on his face and then ran away. I guess that while most students wear clothing with English writing, they rarely know what it means. Oh well. Before class ended, Tom challenged one of the students to an arm wrestling match. Tom claims that he let him win. We still sent him to the back of the class for letting things deteriorate so much.



The last class we attended was physical education. We started the class with a powerpoint presentation about ourselves.
And then we taught them a few different games we play in the United States. Here's one of the Japanese students playing Duck-Duck-Goose.
Even though our time in classes had ended, we saved the best for last. We stayed at the school a little longer so we could eat lunch with the students. We were each seated separately at different tables in the lunch room and served a standard Japanese school lunch. It consisted of fried tofu nuggets, seaweed soup, salad, bread with marmalade, and milk. The most interesting portion of the meal was the salad. It seemed like a pretty normal salad until you noticed that the things that looked like bean sprouts were actually tiny, whole fish. We had read that it is rude to not finish your entire meal, so I had only one option. Over the lips, past the gums, look out stomach, here she comes!During lunch I tried communicating with the students but it was difficult since they know about ten words in English and I know even less in Japanese. It ended up becoming a game of charades to try to explain that I liked baseball and basketball (I couldn't think of the motion for sailing). I felt like Kevin Costner in "Dances with Wolves." "Tatonka! Tatonka!"
As I sat there at lunch taking it all in, I was overwhelmed by the experience. I realized that I would never again be in this situation and that I would enjoy it while I could. As Jack London said, "I shall not waste my days trying to prolong them. I shall use my time."

Saturday, February 23, 2008

AGE: Japanese Ski Museum

Nozawa Onsen is known as the birthplace of skiing in Japan, so it hosts a museum about the history of skiing in Japan. We visited the museum this morning. It's actually part of the way up the ski mountain! They had all sorts of memorabilia from different time periods and types of skiing.
The coolest exhibit in the museum was the one about the Olympics, which included a feature about the 1998 Nagano Olympics.
Here are the Olympic medals from 1998.
Nagano also hosted the paralympic games in 1998, and had a section for that as well.

Friday, February 22, 2008

AGE: Horse Tongue

Two of the students really wanted to eat in town tonight, so I took them out. The boys were looking to get some meat (Japanese food is a lot of noodles and seafood), so we asked one of the employees at the lodge for advice. When we got to the Yakiniku Barbeque restaurant that he suggested, these were the first five items on the menu:

Yes, that's mutton, entrails, beef, horse tongue, and pig tongue. One of the students went for the beef, while the other one went for the mutton and horse tongue. However, he only got the horse tongue under the stipulation that we all tried it. They brought the raw meat out for us to cook at our table. Here's a picture of a cooked piece of horse tongue with all the raw pieces waiting to be cooked.

And here I am about to try my first piece of horse tongue!

I had two pieces. The first was to try it. The second was to go the whole hog.

Wednesday, February 20, 2008

AGE: Nozawa Onsen

We are currently in a town called Nozawa Onsen for two weeks. It is nestled in a dead-end valley that is surrounded by mountains. "Onsen" is the Japanese word for hot spring. The town is called "Nozawa Onsen" because it is an onsen hotspot with 13 of them. To be specific, onsens are public buildings with hot spring water. They are a very sacred part of the Japanese culture. They have separate sides for men and women, and you must rinse yourself off with buckets of water before you enter the hot spring. Once you are in the onsen (for rinsing and the hot spring) you cannot wear any clothing.
While it isn't the most romantic experience when you packed into a small onsen with a bunch of men, there is definitely something beautiful and sacred about it. Some outdoor onsens are even used for boiling food. Here's one that the locals use to cook freshly boiled vegetables and eggs:
The onsen water is also used in foot baths that are located around town. Here's Tom and Nick enjoying the experience with a local.
Nozawa Onsen seems like the perfect Japanese town. It has a huge ski mountain, a beautiful downtown, and a number of different outdoor activities. It reminds me of Church Street in Burlington a bit. Even though the main street is open to automobiles, it is mostly filled with foot traffic.
On the quieter, remote mountain edges of town are some ancient temples. We were unable to go inside, but just looking at the intricate woodcarving on the outside was amazing.
Here's a close-up of one of the designs.

Sunday, February 17, 2008

AGE: Nagano

I just wanted to put up a couple of pictures from yesterday when we stopped in Nagano for a couple of hours on our way to Nozawa Onsen. Nagano is the name of a prefecture in Japan and it is also the name of the biggest city in the prefecture. The city was the central location of the 1998 winter olympics.

While at the bus terminal, we found this massive area of bicycles.

Since teaching environmental this semester, I've been thinking a lot about the environmental impact of humans, particularly in the United States. Unless you are really observant, you would never notice the little things that the Japanese culture does to save electricity. Yet they use half of the energy (per capita) than the U.S. This picture is probably the most extreme example I've found. Instead of a line-up of car rental agencies, it's an outdoor bike rental agency. Here I am trying out the smallest one I could find:

AGE: Otari, Japan

After spending the previous week in the English speaking comforts of the Santana B&B, we have just finished up a week immersed in the culture by living in a Japanese-style minshuku in Otari. The minshuku is maintained by an old Japanese couple, Izowa and Hisako, who did not know a word of English. Our rooms had tatami mat floors and cushions we had to lay on the floor in order to sleep at night.
Our meals were served in the traditional Japanese style of sitting on the floor in tatami mat rooms with traditional Japanese meals like cured, salty fish for breakfast and a type of crab dish, served right in the shell, as part of dinner. Even though I was usually craving pizza with a side of fries, I embraced the experience whole-heartedly and tried all of the items that were served at every meal.


Our week in Otari was highlighted by new snow and skiing almost every day. Each morning we would wake up to anywhere from a few inches to nearly two feet of snow, and a few times we even managed to make first tracks through the fresh powder. On most days we would have one class right after breakfast and then hit the slopes for almost four hours of skiing. Around 1pm we would head back to the minshuku to conclude our classes, have dinner, and spend the night relaxing and getting work done for the next day. The ski lift was just a one minute walk from the minshuku, so it was easy for us to maximize skiing and class time.

One day we took a field trip to visit some students at an extracurricular program that teaches English and U.S. culture. The Japanese students were very excited to meet our students and exchange some words and knowledge from each of our cultures. To thank us for coming, they wrote each of our names in Japanese calligraphy. The funniest thing about the field trip was a miscommunication we had with the teacher, Fumiko, when she came to pick us up. She didn’t realize that seven of us were planning on visiting the students and Fumika showed up in her 5 passenger Subaru Impreza with her daughter and dog already occupying a couple of spots. Since the class was about to start and we all still wanted to go, we decided that we could squeeze into the Subaru for the short trip. We had two (Greg and Nina) in the front seat, four (myself, two students, and Fumiko’s daughter, Karyn) and a dog (Sophie) in the backseat, and two more students in the hatchback. It was like a clown car. If you look closely, you can see everyone but Greg.

As the week progressed, the whole group became enamored by our gracious hosts who not only started serving us slightly more American-style meals, but even started to learn English to better communicate with us! It’s embarrassing to admit that by the time the week ended Izowa and Hisako might have learned more English than we had learned Japanese, and they even took the time to teach us about their culture and language. Our cultural experience with them has been the highlight of my trip so far, and I left their minshuku yesterday hoping that they understood how completely grateful we were for their hospitality.

Saturday, February 9, 2008

AGE: Hakuba, Japan

We are just finishing up our first week in Japan in the town of Hakuba at a Bed and Breakfast called “Santana B&B.” The Santana B&B is owned by a native New Zealander and his Japanese wife. The inn gets great light all day and is really warm and sunny.
While there are many things about Japan that are quite different, we haven’t had much of a culture shock since most of the other people at the lodge are from Australia or New Zealand and speak English.

The local mountain, Hakuba Goryu, is a short walk from the lodge. It’s so close that we can ski right down the street back to the inn. The mountains are called the Japanese Alps, and the mountain has plenty of beautiful views.The town of Hakuba is in a prefecture called “Nagano.” Nagano is where the Winter Olympics were held in 1998, and Hakuba Goryu held several events. Here I am trying to navigate us around Hakuba.
We went into Hakuba last night and had dinner at a traditional Japanese restaurant. Every part of town supplies a beautiful view of the mountains.At the restuarant, we sat on tatami mats and tried to guess which meal would taste the best based on the Japanese symbols on the menu. Tom, on the right, ordered a squid pancake with a side of mutton that he had to cook himself. I think I got some kind of chicken fried pork. The meal also came with a bunch of little sides. At one point I ate something that I thought was a piece of pear, but ended up being some kind of raw seafood chunk that tasted like foot fungus.

We are about to leave for an old fashioned minshuku that we'll be at for the next week in a small village called "Otari." It's only about 30 minutes from Hakuba, but I think the experience will be quite different. Hope everyone is doing well!