28.7.10

I Heard There Was A Giant Robot...

Somewhere around here...Where could it be? Hello?

Oh no! There it is!Run!

I'll take care of it...Kablamo!


We went and saw the giant Gundam at Higashishizuoka. Brought all three cameras. In respective order: the Nikon D40 with manual focus 28mm, the broken Canon Rebel XS (this is straight out of camera with regular colour settings), and the fantastic little Canon D10 point and shoot. We acquired matching 30th anniversary Gundam towels and ate some robot shaped sweets.

Robot sighs at what his life has become as he gazes into sunset.


See how neat a broken DLSR is?

23.7.10

Cicada Season in Japan

Along with an incredible heatwave, cicada season is now upon us in Japan. Due to their extremely high population count, cicadas' little "songs" are so loud that in some areas you have to raise your voice just to have a conversation. I have caught myself wondering if it's raining outside only to open the front door and realize it's just cicadas. I actually like it, though.


I have actually blogged about "cicada killers" before HERE. Trust me, it's well worth a look.

And roaming around I found these:
-Backyard Cicada killer wasp video
-Half decent closeup of Wasp on Cicada action
-Unrelated Japanese giant hornet
-And Killer hornets attack honey bees. Kinda epic.

20.7.10

How to make Chili in Japan

Food-blogging is quite popular these days; I figured I'd give it a shot. Here in Japan I decided it'd be a nice change to make a "western" dish. The problem was that the ingredients had to be hunted down from a few different grocery stores. Also, I did not know what ingredients I needed. Oh, and I don't think I'd made chili before. I did not have a recipe either. However, having eaten chili in the past, I calculated that not all odds were against me. And so begins the tale of my delicious chili full of unimaginable flavor.

I laid out all my ingredients. Visibility is key to cooking. And that is bacon, ground beef and chicken breast next to the chopped onion. Meat is another key to cooking. Meat has flavor.

The important thing about vegetables is that they look nice, as that is their only role as food. Mushrooms are not a vegetable, did you know that? That green thing is a winter melon. I'm unsure if it is a vegetable.

Use your instincts when adding garlic, then double it. Garlic is magical; scientists have yet to define exactly what it is or where it comes from. Its mysterious nature is sure to improve nearly any dish.

The pretty vegetables get chopped. To do this, you will need a sharp knife and some basic hand-eye coordination. Slice quickly to avoid letting flavors seep away.

Ask your Mom or Dad to open the canned tomatoes, as this can be very dangerous. Carefully pour contents into a medium sized "stove-top safe" pot.

Get beans. Be sure to measure them out in a cup to allow for a pretty picture.

Throw everything gracefully into the pot. Add some salt, pepper, tabasco, and pretty much whatever you have in your cabinet.

Meat should always be cooked separately. The reason for this is because I didn't have a big enough pot.

Gratuitous closeup of the vegetables simmering to perfection. If you lean in close, the mushrooms should make slight whisper when they are ready and the flavors have nicely mended together. It will sound like this.

You are now ready to combine the meat with the chili. Be proud. Now put the heat setting on low for an hour or four. Dinner has never been so delicious!

This is a suggested serving. Straight chili with a humble handful of grated cheese. The aromatic grape juice, as suggested by my Sommelier, perfectly complemented the flavors of the chili.

Another more illustrious design.

Bunny ears.

I Pressed ALL the buttons


In Japan, a lot of toilets not only have a water-saving tank-tap for hand washing, but they also have heated seats and a wonderful selection of um... spray options? Angles, pressures and temperatures are all controlled by Kanji labelled buttons. I think I discovered the best way to learn.

Always press all the buttons.

12.7.10

Livin' The Dream


Today I rented a 125cc Yamaha Scooter for the month. Upon finding out that the cheaper 50cc bikes didn't allow for a passenger, I opted for this larger one. They tried to explain that they didn't have any available, but they had a whole showroom full of brand new ones! So I ended up with a brand-new shiny scooter. It literally had 0km on it when I got it. All I needed was my international driver's license accompanied with my Canadian Driver's license. Both, of course, need to be motorcycle licenses (they don't need to be for a 50cc.) We also rented two sweet helmets, and they threw in a pair of punk goggles for Ana.

My celebrity status increased even more after passing crowds of cheering school children on the way to pick up Ana from school today. We headed out for a "quick" spin before meeting all the foreign teachers in the area for the usual Monday night Ramen meet-up. After leaving the country valley, we went through some twisty mountain tunnels to get to the coast. We breathed in the salty air as we zipped along the coast while the sun set over the ocean. Yes, Japan is the land of the rising sun, but on the Izu Peninsula, we have a west coast. A few marinas and an extra large shipping boat later, I unanimously decided that a little sign pointing towards the mountains that read "Heda Pass" was the only way to go. This was the stuff motorcyclists dream of. And hey, a scooter is kind of a motorcycle. Switchback after switchback, thick mountain mist rolled by, as we ascended. Suddenly, we were surrounded by thick jungles of bamboo and the sound of hundreds of tropical birds. These were impeccably clean roads, partly covered by a canopy of greenery, and empty of any other vehicles. Leaning into the steep corners and smiling ear to ear, we owned the mountain.


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9.7.10

Fuji a la Ana

Head over to Ana's blog for a wicked video of the Fuji adventure. It's a little long, but there are a bunch of good parts, I promise!

>>CLICK HERE!

An unrelated picture of some cheer-leading at a Japanese ball game. Taken from the total opposite side of the stadium. I thought it was funny.

4.7.10

A Wise Man Climbs Mount Fuji Once

We just came back from scaling Mount Fuji along the Yoshida trail. The summit is 3776 meters. In contrast, the top of Marmot Basin is 2612m, Sunshine Village is 2730m, Edmonton is 668m, and Izunokuni (where I am living) is 98m. Fuji is an active volcano that last erupted 302 years ago. Luckily it did not erupt while we where there. Our climb had a healthy mix of wind, rain, clouds and cold along with a pinch of sunshine.

Saturday, the day we started the hike, was the first day Fuji was open this year. After 3 hours on 4 different trains and a bus, we arrived at the fifth station. We essentially started our hike in the dark:


We arrived at an 8th station hut at 10:00pm to sleep there overnight in hopes of watching an epic sunrise from the east facing side of Fuji. The sun rose at 4:30am, and it mostly went from black, to dark grey, to a lighter grey, and eventually a pure white. People watching the sunrise cheered during the very fleeting and rare moments that the clouds opened up momentarily to provide any view other than pure white. This view lasted about 8 seconds before the fast moving clouds returned in front of us:


See that white sky? This was our view for 99% of the ascent.
Only a few hours to the summit!


We eventually climbed out of the clouds. This is nearing the summit:


This, my friends, is the summit of Fuji at about 8:00am. I've always found that there's something special about being at any significant summit. Despite the "blow-you-over" strong winds, I found a certain peace up there.
I could sit here all day.


Yet another 4 second opening in the white-out clouds, this is the crater at the summit:
Sorry, no lava.


We lucked out with good timing and decent weather. We packed a good amount of clothes, food and water, without packing too much. I should have, however, followed my mother's advice that I have stubbornly refused since the age of five. Sunscreen: should've put it on.
I also burnt my hands, so my 10-year-running glove tan is gone!

1.7.10

Broken Rebel XS DSLR Sensor

The following images are the last photos that I have been able to take with my Canon Rebel XS (with a 50 f/1.8 lens.) Every image is set for full color "Vivid," so they should technically look like the first image below:











All these pictures are "straight out of the camera" (so unaltered in Photoshop, etc.) and are supposed to be full and real-life colour. None are supposed to be black and white, the sensor or processor doesn't seem to like colours anymore. Some of these pictures are kind of dreamy, and one appears to have only captured some infrared light of sorts. I get a "Err 99" warning which (according to google) is not uncommon, but is a general error meaning nothing in particular. When I get back to Canada, I hopefully can fix it under warranty.

In other camera news, I bought a few cheap lens caps and a Nikkor 50 f/1.4 Ai.

In non camera news, I just returned from a week exploring Tokyo. I will post some pictures and stories later. This weekend I am climbing Mount Fuji, which will be the highest altitude I've ever been without being airborne.

28.6.10

Sex and Giant Snails

This past weekend we ventured to Atami, a beach town with killer-good seafood (as if it wasn't excellent enough everywhere else in Japan.) We visited Hihokan, the Atami Adult Museum (best review can be found right here,) which was incredibly educational. Curiously, the only way to get there is to take a gondola (or ropeway) up the mountain. Wonderful animatronics and miniature dioramas depicted both modern and historical scenes of copulation (or copulation-related activities.) Though sometimes it was a bit of a stretch of the imagination to determine exactly what was going on. We kept it classy though (mildly NSFW picture of Forrest.) Pictures were not allowed inside the museum, although I quietly snapped a few.
Real mature.

Then we went and did some real book-learnin' and brushed up on our Japanese literature. The Omiya and Kan-Ichi statue is a story essentially of a woman (pictured below) who leaves her man (pictured below) for another man, because the other man gave her a diamond. So he kicks her (pictured below.)
We're learning!

We also went to the Moa museum of art, but indoor photography was prohibited. And there was security. But here is some art we found outside.


The Giant Snails come from yet another crazy video that can be found on Ana's blog HERE. It's mostly about me, so you'll wanna check it out.

26.6.10

Hell Udon and Rock 'n Roll*

I ventured to an Izakaya called "Warawara" which translates to "Laugh Laugh." And there I had the best dish I've had so far in Japan. The crudely translated menu read "hot and heavy noodle" in English. The Kanji literally read: "Spicy Udon from Hell." It was so incredible; I can't wait to go back and actually take a picture of it. Though I'm likely to return more than once.

Ana and I were invited by Yuka to go play some music in a studio. I bought some drum sticks and guitar picks, jotted down some quick drumming cues on the Japanese sheet music while listening to the track, and then we rocked out for the morning. Yuka is a local teacher who, for my first meal in Japan, cooked up a glorious "roll your own sushi" feast several weeks ago. Needless to say, she's pretty awesome.

Pennyfarthing for your thoughts?


Just chillin' in my garden.


This is a epic pen-nib (calligraphy style) that I picked up at a little art store. It's a hand!

*because it's the best blog title, yet.