Asia | Japan | Tokyo – Christmas Kindergarten
My goodness. It feels like an eternity since I have last written, and yet it has only been a day. It is three in the morning, and we are just getting back to the room. Christmas has come and gone, and it was really just not a Christmas. Last night we got here. The room by the way is the most interesting room I have ever stayed in. It is two small futons on the floor, and a little low level table, and some shelves and some artwork, but the actual style of the room, and the style of the entire hotel is really cool. There are two public baths, one more private than the other, and a Japanese garden. The whole place is constructed out of raw lumber, and so it is all open wood and that kind of paper mache for the walls. There is a painting of a volcano on the wall, and a carving of a bear and a painted plate in our room. They also bring a new tea tray with fresh tea and hot water to make it with every afternoon. And it has all the other stuff too, a fridge, a safe, and well, the one thing that it doesnt have is some closet space, and for that matter a bathroom. The bathroom is shared between the guests, and I havent even seen where it is yet. I think I tried to get into the one closest to me, and it didnt work, I was too wide. I havent seen that many white people, and for that matter there have been even less, but there are some here, and we have this little bond going. Hey, look at you, you dont look like everyone else. Although Japan more so that Korea, everyone has that Babylon look to them. All painted and scarred, with the hair colors and the clothes. I preferred the high class look of the Koreans more than the gutter punk syles of Japan. The girls for the most part look slutty, and like prostitutes. Not as bad as in the United States, but more than in Korea. Last night we took a cab here, then a long bath, the place was a lot nicer than I had expected. I got it off of the world surface website, and just picked the cheapest one. The owner speaks perfect English, and has an answer to every question I have attempted to posse. Yesterday, for being as rediculously perfect as it was, today was inversely proportional. It was a good day, but I seemed to be just a step off the entire day. I wanted to go to Mass this morning, but instead tried to call home, to Art and Kathys, to wish everyone a Merry Christmas, and didnt really get anything together until noon. Then we went out on one of our adventures and found that we are right across the street from Tokyo University. We circled around there for a minute and then went down the street to a church, hoping to find some kind of service, but instead we found a Japanese childrens kindergarten. So we stopped in there for a couple hours, until three or four, and then headed into the Time Square of New York. I hate to compare things, even when I dont have the slightest idea of what I am talking about, but it was all shopping oriented, and sex shoppes, and subways, and dirty streets. There was one of those twenty foot television screens on every one of the buildings. I am falling asleep here and I have hardly even finished a page.
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Vnb? Whoa, I was really falling asleep there. Last night I was so tired. And I am really tired again right now, but at least I am awake, and we can get a fairly decent jump on the day. My pages are all messed up. This is the one for yesterday, and todays still needs to be written. Tony is already up and showered. They are trying to change our room, hopefully to one that doesnt have as many steps. There are only like three stairs to get in here, but three stairs when I am by myself is am almost insurmountable task. Tony is slurping a bowl of ramen noodles. Here it is considered a compliment if you slurp. It means that you are pleased with the food. Ouch! I have the worst zit on the side of my ear. It really hurts and it wont pop. I can remember when I used to write my pages in the morning and the morning exclusively. Now I am writing almost always in the afternoon. It is kind of nice. Because you dont really have any idea what is going on yet, and you dont know what the day is going to bring. Tony keeps handing me these energy drinks, and I am not quite sure if they are working or not. Now he just gave me a chocolate cube. Mmmmm, so tasty. I thought my brother was in jail all day yesterday, because when I was on the phone with them at Kathy and Arts they would not tell me where he was. So obviously I thought the worst, but it ended up that he was just over at his ex-wifes house spending time with the kids. My parents really need to get over that. I know the divorce is hard on everyone, especially Darrin, but I dont think that they should act so childish about whether or not he is talking to her. I dont like her either, or shall I say, I do not agree with the decision she is making for her family, but I am not going to hold any resentments against her. And if it makes Darrin happy to be able to go over there, then so be it. I think it is better for all parties. I think it is best for the kids. And hey, he is not in jail or the hospital, so everything cant be that bad. Yesterday was tough, in the morning we bumbled upon a kindergarten, and played with little Japanese boys and girls for Christmas day. It was funny. I was looking for a church to go and worship God, but I think by spending time playing with kids and teaching them, I was doing just that. It was in the basement of the church. It was fun. I am writing in very choppy sentences. I sound like I am in kindergarten. The rest of the day was spent hanging out in this dirty Time Square area. I think it was called Shibuya, very touristy, very crowded. Today is going to be better because we are going to have a plan and make a request to go somewhere specific. Not just wander aimlessly through a busy city intersection. Life is good, all is well, Tokyo is good. Busy, but good.