Sunday, October 29, 2006

MIKAN!















So Saturday morning I went orange picking with some other students from my program. We went up into the hills to this orchard, and for about 2 bucks we got to stuff our bags (and our faces) with juicy mikan. They're so different from the way we get them in Canada (after they've been picked for a while) and apparently the green ones are great for the diet!

It was stinking hot out, so the sweatter I wore was a bad idea, but we had a lot of fun. The area was beautiful too, which helped!

Bike Riding

So, as Ryan and I have yet to find a cheap little car, we do an awful lot of biking around town. Last weekend we biked out to this island (recently connected to us by a bridge) that has a huge park on it. We went to the zoo (slightly depressing), the beach, gardens...had a good time.

The weather here is still warm (was 21 degress today, but still feels warmer to me because of the humidity), so it's nice to ride. Gets cool at night now though. Still waiting for fall to REALLY hit, think we'll do some temple hiking when the leaves all change. Everyone keeps telling me to watch out for the cold winter...I'll believe it when I see it!

School is good, the pressure's starting to come on though. They've really changed the program this year, and it's quite intense. Keeping up, and still manging one day off a week, so cross your fingers for me that that doesn't change!












Saturday, October 28, 2006

BUGS! Ewww!

So, it's finally fall in Fukuoka, so the bug situation is getting a little better. And, unlike my last apartmenti in Japan, the cockroach situation is much improved (although I did see one climbing the stairs up to our landing last night...). All this said, however, we have a bit of an insect issue here!

Petie The Praying Mantis

Meet Petie. He lives on our deck. He generaly keeps to himself, but one night he was really attracted to Ryan's green t-shirt that had been hanging there to dry....





Hanging out laundry seems to be an issue....I was wearing a shirt, for about, oh, 4 hours that I had had hanging up to dry on the deck. Suddenly, it started to get itchy down at the bottom of the side-seam. So, thinking it was the tag or something I went down to re-adjust it. And felt something large, and hard. So I oh so slowly turned up the edge of my shirt and saw something very round, very hard, and very brown and scaly. It looked an awful lot like a cocoon of some sort. So, of couse, I started to pannick.

Forgeting that I had already been "one" with this cocoon for at least four hours, I managed to get the shirt off without pulling it over my head, it took about 5 minutes to do, and I felt like being sick the whole time! Finally got the shirt off and flung it in the corner of the room until Ryan could deal with it later (something that took at least 2 hours for him to build the courage to do!)



Ryan eventually pried the thing off, and flushed it down the toilet. That night, however, something took revenge on us. At about 2 am I woke up to Ryan hollering "Ah! Ah! Ah!". He litteraly flew out of bed and started dancing around the room scratching everywhere.

Some sort of pre-historic misquito (we hope--I swear I heard a buzz) had gotten in through the screen and had eaten us UP! We both had at least 7 or 8 bites, it was awful.

I hink our Karma's screwed right up now!

Sunday, October 22, 2006

Check out the Apato!

Ha! And you thought you could do better for 110$ a month! What a palace!














Updates!



Just a random photo of Keifer Sutherland pimping his 24 fame out for a diet bar. "Situation Free"!

Hey there everyone! Hope you enjoyed the "one grain sushi" article--have to go and check that place out.
Life here is good, school is picking up pace (have to have 10 pages of my thesis "done" by the 30th), but it's still not that bad. I've definately still had time for socializing....We've been having a pretty good time thus far, although maybe not at the party level of my last stint here (my head can't take the mornings after anymore), but we've been having fun none the less.

Last weekend we headed out to Tenjin (the downtown core) and out to a club. It wasn't too bad, the best feature was all you can drink for girls for $20. being the horrible scammer that I am, it turned into all Dana and Ryan can drink for 20$. Sadly, it wasn't that much in the end, but we gave it our best!



This photo is of Aaron and Alysha, two other Canadians. Aaron is in the same program as I am.




Awww....aren't we cute!



This next photo is of Ryan, Tumur, and I. Tumor is a diplomat from Mongolia! He tried to tell us that his job sucks, but then we saw a photo in his apartment of him chilling out with the former PM of Japan, Koizumi!

Kawaiiiiiiiiiii....

Japan's latest gourmet gimmick: one-grain sushi
(By Ryann Connell--Mainichi Shinbun, October 19)

From the land that gave the world such tiny treats as bonsai, midget submarines and shiploads of quaint consumer goods comes, according to Shukan Bunshun (10/19), the latest example of Japanese miniaturization -- single grain sushi!
The delicate little morsel is authentic sushi, but instead of a slather of raw fish slapped on top of a handful of rice, there's only a single, tiny grain of the Japanese staple used.

That leaves only enough room for the fish to no bigger than about 1 centimeter-by-2 centimeters at most.
Single grain sushi is not the latest diet fad to hit the country, it's just the latest item on the menu at Omoroi Sushiya Kajiki, a sushi restaurant with a sense of humor in Fukuoka.

Omoroi Sushiya Kajiki's main chef comes up with a variety of outlandish raw fish dishes daily depending on his mood at the time, according to Shukan Bunshun, which adds that it was this process that gave birth to the idea of single grain sushi.
Single grain sushi is sold in plates of 10 or 12 (arranged in a circle with a couple of strips of leek in the middle to form the hands of a clock) and features all the typical sushi, including makimono, tako, tamago, ikura, kohata, anago, ebi, ika, Otoro and kanpachi.

Omoroi Shushiya Kajiki will make the single grain sushi up for any customer who makes an advance booking, providing they don't want to eat it at one of the busier times of the day.
Considering the minute size of the sushi, it almost seems too much effort to create the tiny taste treat, but chef Atsushi Kajiki wouldn't have it any other way.

"I do it because the girls love it," the crafty itamae tells Shukan Bunshun. "I tell 'em I'm gonna give 'em a full serving of sushi and then bring out a plate of the single grain stuff. They laugh and then go on about how cute it looks. Some of 'em take photos of it with their mobile phones. More than anything, though, I do it because I like nothing more than seeing a woman's smiling face."

Tuesday, October 10, 2006

Architecture!

So, it looks like Fukuoka is an architectual marvel......Hmmmm...sitting in my concrete bunker, can't say that I agree! Actually, Ryan and I took a bike ride through the pretty parts of Higashi Ku (our area) and there are some awfully nice buildings. What makes me laugh though, is that the following article from the NY Times says to start your tour at the Kaikan (where we live). Seeing as another student's girlfriend almost ran screaming away when given their keys the other night, I think they should consider another starting the tour elsewhere!

NY TIMES
The Cultured Traveler
In Japan, a Time Capsule of Modern Design

By TOM DOWNEY
Published: September 24, 2006
IN the early part of the last century, Frank Lloyd Wright traveled to Japan, where he designed a series of signature buildings: a regal Tokyo hotel as grand as an emperor’s palace; a remote hilltop villa in Kansai; and a girls’ school in a Tokyo suburb that seems monastic in its austere beauty.

Wright was perhaps the first superstar architect of the West to build in Japan, and one of many Western architects to have gone east to find fame and fortune. In the 80’s and early 90’s — Japan’s boom period — this stream of Western architects became a river. The country’s extraordinary prosperity meant that businessmen had enough cash to commission anyone in the world to build their dreams.

Perhaps nowhere in Japan was the fascination with Western architecture more pronounced than in Fukuoka, a provincial capital in remote Kyushu province. Nearly every time one of a core group of developers there broke ground, they hired a big gun of the architecture world. And so Fukuoka is now both a monument to Japan’s prosperous “bubble” period, and one of the best places in the world to see the works of world-class contemporary architects side by side.

From the futuristic Nexus World housing development with blocks by Rem Koolhaas and Steven Holl to a bank designed by the Japanese luminary Kazuo Shinohara; from a stunning shopping complex by the mall specialist Jon Jerde to a seaside stadium development housing Cesar Pelli’s Sea Hawk Hotel, Fukuoka has so much interesting construction that it has quietly become a pilgrimage site for architecture students from all over Asia. The highest concentration of notable buildings is in an unlikely location outside the city, a dreary suburban district of ball fields and high-rise apartment complexes. A few minutes’ walk from a bus stop, still near enough to hear the din of the highway, lies Nexus World. The roster of names behind this development reads like an architecture hall of fame, with Koolhaas, Holl, Oscar Tusquets Blanca, Mark Mack, Christian de Portzamparc and Osamu Ishiyama all designing units.

The Koolhaas blocks look like enormous reptilian spaceships, but inside the central courtyard each unit has a small, luminous garden foyer. Steven Holl’s clean lines seem to promise the best combination of beauty and livability, and Mr. Ishiyama’s scaffolding-strewn structures make you feel as if you’re living in a piece of conceptual art. Only one small sign, tucked away in a corner of the complex, with both English and Japanese map references, identifies the buildings and their architects. When real estate prices bottomed out during the recession, many local architects snapped up these properties for themselves.

There are no organized excursions to view the architecture of Fukuoka — it’s a strictly do-it-yourself affair — but that’s part of the pleasure. Hidden in the suburbs and the side streets is the physical record of a dialogue between Japan and the West about materials, methods and visions, a dialogue evident in striking housing blocks, sushi joints and majestic greenhouses.

One way to begin an exploration is at Fukuoka’s most centrally located and best-known structure, the Acros Building, designed by the Argentine-American Emilio Ambasz, where terraced step-gardens on the side of a high-rise spill over into an adjacent city park. Toyo Ito’s glass-covered half-subterranean greenhouses, part of the new Island City project, could easily be the next new stop. There are few tourists gazing at these buildings, though Nexus World residents are familiar with occasional architecture groupies angling for an invitation inside their homes, then pondering Mr. Koolhaas’s dark enclaves and Mr. Holl’s rectangular waterways.

Back in the center of town, the Daimyo district has few conspicuous buildings, but its narrow, converging streets shelter some of the city’s hottest night spots and most exclusive boutiques. Since Daimyo originally served as a buffer zone around the city’s castle, the streets mostly end in T junctions, a deliberate strategy to slow down potential invaders that now makes Daimyo feel cozy and contained. The neighborhood has its share of global designer places, as well as local vintage clothing stores. Look for the graceful, slick Comme des Garçons store, or Taco-yaki Sake Akatan, a bar done in the naturalist wabi-sabi style that serves fresh, hot octopus balls.

Daimyo contains the city’s two best bars, cocktail specialty places that take advantage of the Japanese talent for precision and perfection. Bar Oscar (named after Oscar Peterson) is perched on the roof of a building filled with tiny nightclubs and run by a serious cocktail artisan. Nearby Bar Kurayoshi features a dark room pierced by a bright spotlight shining down on a gleaming wooden bar, the place where a master mixologist creates superb cocktails.

Fukuoka is also home to a small-scale architecture and design wonder: yatai, small street stalls unshuttered and assembled each night to become fully functioning restaurants. Scattered throughout Fukuoka are clusters of yatai where office workers sit down after a night on the town to hot bowls of hakata ramen or sticks of yakitori. The best setting for yatai is the banks of the Naka River, near Nakasu Island, where you can glimpse the glittering neon of the night. Two of the most unusual yatai are located nearby, next to Reisen Park. At Hakata Yatai Bar Ebi-chan, a cocktail yatai, the only limitation is that the bartender, Akio Ebina, serves all chilled drinks on the rocks, not straight up, since he doesn’t have enough ice to refill his shakers all night.

Next to the cocktail bar is another oddity, Kikuya Yatai, whose chef and owner once worked in one of the city’s premier French restaurants. Now, with just a couple of gas burners and a tiny countertop, he whips up wonderfully fresh French-inspired cuisine.

Fukuoka isn’t famous for its sushi, but there is one sushi bar, Yamanaka Sushi, worth a trip for both its strikingly fresh local fish and its unusual design. The master architect Arata Isozaki, who designed this restaurant, is best known for his enormous public works projects, many of which dot Kyushu province. Mr. Isozaki knew the sushi chef at Yamanaka and loved his fresh fish, so Mr. Isozaki decided to take on this job, a much smaller commission than he was used to. He brought a large-scale sensibility to the task. Most sushi restaurants are intimate, nearly claustrophobic places. The space Mr. Isozaki built has a vast, beautiful countertop carved from light-colored wood and sweeping 20-foot-high ceilings. The seafood, like kuruma ebi, shrimp harvested in the waters of the nearby Sea of Genkai, matches the grandeur of the environment.

Fukuoka has three hotels designed by internationally known architects — one each by Michael Graves, Cesar Pelli and Aldo Rossi — and a brand-new boutique hotel by the Japanese designer Ryu Kosaka. Mr. Rossi’s Il Palazzo still maintains the same glorious pinkish stone facade that made it an instant icon in the 90’s, but the rooms inside are looking worse for wear. It’s illuminating and a little disheartening to read the coffee table book published when the hotel opened in 1987, which extols the transformative possibilities of architecture and predicts that this striking new hotel will reshape the neighborhood around it. But the most basic transformation so far has been the construction of many “love hotels” nearby, where couples rendezvous for a three-hour room rental. That’s not the sea change Mr. Rossi had in mind.

JUST across the river from Il Palazzo is Nakasu Island, the city’s red light district. At night, local businessmen flood into the tiny place, which packs about 2,000 restaurants, bars and street food stalls — and most likely as many “massage parlors” and “soaplands” — into a few rows of narrow alleys. Nakasu also houses Nakasu Dining, an unusual restaurant and reason enough to brave the sordid isle.

Owned by a man who once worked for Royal Host, the Japanese equivalent of Denny’s, Nakasu Dining specializes in perfectly executed versions of comfort food served inside an old wooden house overlooking a bright green garden.

Opposite Nakasu Island are the Canal City Mall, designed by Mr. Jerde to mimic the canyons and waterfalls of the American West, and the adjoining Grand Hyatt Hotel. In the Hyatt, guests can sip a cocktail in the downstairs bar overlooking the artificial waterway that runs into the shopping mall. This could feel horribly tacky, the Japanese equivalent to hitting the lounge at any chain restaurant attached to your local shopping mall. But somehow it doesn’t. A Western jazz pianist takes requests, then croons out standards, and late at night, the deserted, beautiful mall next door is a strangely haunting backdrop, as if you’re illicitly drinking, after hours, inside a place you’re not meant to be.

An enterprising hotelier bought two cookie-cutter businessmen’s hotels in Daimyo and then refurbished them as well-priced boutique properties: the Plaza Hotels. You can still see the outlines of what these two buildings once were, but the end product is somehow more interesting. The ghosts of businessmen past seem to haunt the halls of these boutique havens. The Plaza Tenjin Hotel houses a dark, atmospheric bar called Bacchus where you can sample well-mixed drinks or in summer eat a spectacularly sweet local mango that costs 3,800 yen, or about $32 at 120 yen to the dollar.

The two Plaza Hotels offer a different approach from the architectural vision of the bubble period, when it seemed to make the most sense to just tear things down and start fresh. This new style — using what’s already there to create something new — seems to correspond to the sensibility of today’s Japan, a country dipping in and out of economic recession but experiencing a cultural renaissance. It probably won’t be long before the architectural legacy of the bubble period is also, somehow, recycled anew. Given the overwhelming power of nostalgia in Japan — a Tokyo teenage hip-hop fan once told me he wished he had grown up in the Bronx in the early 80’s — you can just imagine people soon yearning to relive the boom years by gazing on the wondrous buildings from that time scattered all over Fukuoka.

VISITOR INFORMATION

GETTING THERE

The flight from Tokyo to Fukuoka takes 90 minutes and costs about 15,000 yen, or $127, at 120 yen to the dollar, each way. In a country where airports are often far from the cities they serve, Fukuoka’s airport is only a 10- minute subway ride from the city center. The flagship train of Japan Railways, the Nozomi, speeds from Tokyo to Fukuoka, a distance of more than 700 miles, in just over five hours.

WHERE TO STAY

Plaza Hotel Tenjin, 1-9-63 Daimyo Chuo-ku, (81-92) 752-7600; www.plaza-hotel.net. Doubles from 11,550 yen, about $98.

Plaza Hotel Premier, 1-14-13, Daimyo Chuo-ku, (81-92) 734-7600; www.plaza-hotel.net. Doubles from 13,125 yen.

Grand Hyatt Fukuoka, 1-2-82, Sumiyoshi, Hakata-ku, (81-92) 282-1234; www.grandhyattfukuoka.com. Doubles from 33,495 yen.

Hotel Il Palazzo, 3-13-1, Haruyoshi, Chuo-ku, (81-92) 716-3333; www.ilpalazzo.jp. Doubles from 25,410 yen.

WHERE TO EAT AND DRINK

Hakata Yatai Bar Ebi-chan (Cocktail Yatai), Hakata-ku, Reisen Koenmae, (81-90) 3735-4939. Drinks from 1,200 yen.

Kikuya Yatai (French Yatai), Fukuoka-shi, Hakata-ku, Reisen Koenmae, (81-90) 9561-5238. Dinner from about 2,500 yen.


Akatan, 1-13-12 Daimyo, Chuo-ku, (81-92) 738-3253. Drinks from 500 yen.

Yamanaka Sushi, 2-8-8 Watanabe-dori, Chuo-ku, (81-92) 731-7771. Dinner around 7,500 yen.

Nakasu Dining, 2-6-3 Nakasu, Hakata-ku, (81-92) 283-5338. Main courses from 1,200 to 1,800 yen.

Bar Oscar, 1-10-29 Daimyo, sixth floor, Chuo-ku, (81-92) 721-5352. Cover, 500 yen.

Bar Kurayoshi, 1-3-32 Daimyo, La Corte 7F, Chuo-ku, (81-92) 726-9405. Cover, 530 yen.

Bacchus (third floor of the Bassin restaurant), 1-9-63 Daimyo, Chuo-ku, (81-92) 739-3288. Cover, 500 yen.

WHAT TO DO

Nexus World is the place to see many of the world’s great architects in one location. Sadly, none of the apartments are open to the public, but you may be able to persuade a friendly resident to let you take a peek. To get there, take the No. 22 or 23 bus from the Tenjin post office to the Ryugakusei Kaikanmae stop.

Also worth visiting is the new Island City development. The highlight is Toyo Ito’s greenhouse complex. In the center of Fukuoka is Emilio Ambasz’s Acros building, where you can climb up an exterior trellised with green plants. Jon Jerde’s Canal City shopping mall has a water display in the center and the usual consumer offerings.

Fukuoka Now, published by a Canadian expatriate, Nick Szasz, is a good online English-language source of information about the city; www.fukuoka-now.com.

Monday, October 09, 2006

School Life

Today was the opening ceremony for the Graduate School of Law. It wasn't at all what I was expecting, being used to the Junior High School variety, speeches, ribbons, and lots of bowing in unision. This was more like a business meeting...we all sat at a big board table in our suits and were told about the program. Very non-Japanese! Doesn't seem too hard at first glance: a 50 page thesis (for those of you still in or just finished school, that's double spaced!!!!!!) and 5 courses a semester. Not bad at all. The downside is that the faculty felt they had to follow a more international (read American) model this year and there are exams and the dreaded bell curve.

The student body is pretty diverse, sitting next to me were a guy from Tunesia and and on the other side a guy from Lithuania. It can actually be really intimidating, as most of the students are from the TOP universities in their home countries. To make a point, 4 of the 6 from China are from Beijing University--the best in China. When you think about the Chinese population, and the fact that EVERYONE writes the enterance exam, you can imagine that these students are the creme de la creme. Yowza.

Everyone is really nice,and very keen. Paulius, from Lithuania, wants me to compete with him in an IP Moot Court as he figures we'd have no problem with the Aisian nationals and then getting to Geneva...we'll see. I haven't decided how keen I am yet! Want to see how the course load is with Japanese Lessons on top of that first!

We'll that's all for now!

Wednesday, October 04, 2006

Settling In

Well, I'm now in my apartment, have gone through a couple of registration sessions, opened a bank account, and have registered at the ward office. Life in Japan again has officially begun.

Fukuoka is an interesting city, I haven't seen half of it yet, we live just on the outskirts away from downtown. It's so different from Niigata, I hardly know where to start.

I realize now, that I was extremly lucky living in the boondocks last go around. There is SO much to see and do here (and only the main streets have names, so I have no idea where I am most of the time) that it would have been totally overwhelming if this had been my first introduction to Japan.

That said, there is something comeforting in seeing a big pink JUSCO sign (a big department store) outside my bedroom window. I can shop in any language!

I've met some of the other students in my program, to girls from the Phillipines, a boy from Lithuania, and "Achillies" from China, who chose his name after being inspired by Brad Pitt in Troy. No Joke.

Our little apartment isn't bad, but it's a little sparse at the moment. I'm trying to convice Ryan to go shopping, but he's not sure we need more than a tea spoon, a pot, and a bowl. :P

I've also found the 100Yen shop, which, many of you know, is VERY exciting indeed.

Well, that's all for now. it's been a whirlwhind of registrations and orientations with more to come. I've got a fantastic little powder blue granny bike again, and have gotten quite skilled at riding fully loaded with shopping bags. I'll explore Fukuoka a little more, and will fill you all in on Japanese University life later on!

Monday, October 02, 2006

Faith Healing

So, just arrived in Korea after my LONGEST flight ever (11.5 hours, bleh!), and am sick with some sort of nasty cold (dodged three quarintine thingys after getting off the plane, just kept on walking in spite of the signs that say "If you feel like Dana does, go to quarintine").

So, most of the flight was spent snorting and sneezing, and generally grossing everyone else out. 8 hours into the flight (and after I had flushed the last of my cold pills in the toilet lest I forget, and end up taking a banned substance apparently on the same level as crank into Japan) the woman next to me got sick of all the sickness I guess, and asked me if she could pray for me. I was a little startled, and, polite person that I am, said, erm...OK?

So, in my little head I pictured her privately making mention of me in her evening prayers or something---like: "Dear God, please save the red head on the plane from drowning in her own mucus". You know, in her jammies, on bended knee before bed.

Well, the nice lady took my hand (brave soul) and started--her words not mine--channelling the Holy Spirit to help me get well.

I didn't really know what to do (what IS the standard etiquite in such a situation?) so I just sat there with a somewhat bewildered look on my face and let her go to it. I did manage to get it together long enough to at least bow my head (Ok, more like tilting it quizically to one side, but it looked ok).

Apparently the healing flowed through me "like water". Personally, I just think that was my sinuses clogging. We'll see how I feel in the morning.