Category Archives: Stories

Korea: According to Ji Yeon

Golden Week is vacation time in Japan. During this nationwide string of holidays in the first week of May I had the opportunity to visit South Korea, with my friends Ian and Seth.

Me, Seoul, Seth.

Left to right: Me, Seoul, Seth.

Korea has a rich culture. The food is delicious, the history is fascinating, the landscapes are stunning, and the girls are beautiful, even if they weren’t all that interested in talking to me. South Koreans may not be happy, however, with the simple fact that the most memorable experience of the trip for me was a daytrip to see the Demilitarized Zone, also known as the DMZ, and the weird country to the north of it. With my own eyes, I looked upon North Korea.

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Simple Pleasures

Catching Up:

I’m not famous. If you care enough about my doings to visit this blog, you may have been aware of my recent birthday.  And if you’re my Mom, you’re probably aware it was March 22nd… which isn’t so recent.  Yeah, this blog post took awhile.  The gifts for entering my marathon year came in many forms, but they can be boiled down to one word: change. And it all came from the people around me.

Nipponbashi, Osaka.

Nipponbashi, Osaka.

Normal life is resuming for me in Osaka, Japan.  My 26th birthday came during the peak of the abnormalcy (LibreOffice says that’s a typo, but if normalcy is a word, so damn well is abnormalcy), and it surpassed expectations by about ten thousand percent.  So here goes the most narcissistic story I’ve ever written, a post about my own birthday, as a grown man.

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Japanese People Can Write Better Than You In Any Language

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Surprises are big and small when you live abroad.

I am not sure how obvious this is to most people, but something that intrigued me about Japan is how everyone I encountered seemed to be able to read the Latin Alphabet.  Japanese people appear to read Latin characters, or in Japanese, “Romaji” (when he visited, my brother most eloquently asked “when you say Roman characters, you mean English, right?”) nearly on pace with native English speakers.

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Peas in a Pod

Let me tell you why I suck as a person.

My brother Chris is on his way to Japan. He will arrive at Osaka Itami International Airport at 8:15 PM on Saturday – in 18 hours.  I won’t be there to pick him up, because I accidentally promised a couple of students I would have drinks with them.  I am actually unable to cancel those plans.

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The Black Sheep

Here in Japan, class is far less distinct. At least, that’s how it appears to an outsider like me. Social mobility seems to exist, but it doesn’t apply to industries.  Workers are expected to devote their lives to their profession and industry, often working for their first companies faithfully their entire careers.  The expectation is to work constantly to hone their skills and serve their employers.  Moreover, the fabric of society is sewn with an astonishing amount of shame. It’s hard to imagine anywhere in the developed world where confidence is so low, confrontation so rare, or conformity so glorified. Corporate employees are like bees in a hive. And you don’t steal honey from the hive.

Enter Yuu Koyama.  A few weeks ago I introduced to my readers this young blue collar worker, whose eccentric behavior by Japanese standards is immediately noticeable to any who share a “conversation” with him in English or Japanese.

Yuu Koyama

Yuu Koyama

On our Golden Week vacation, my co-trainee Rob Milchling (link to his blog), his coworker Ayako, Koyama and I took a drive down the Izu Peninsula to coastal Shimoda.  Koyama was the only legal driver, and the entire drive, he spoke softly in Japanese, without smiling or breaking determined eye contact with the wild and twisting road before him.  Ayako, a Japanese bilingual English teacher, translated while guiding Koyama from the passenger seat.  I share his tale here, accompanied by pictures of the stunning drive and Shimoda itself.

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