So keeping up with this blog thing isn’t as easy as I thought it would be... in between watching Dexter, Facebooking, and the internet not working... how can I find the time? Not to mention going to work... grocery shopping... cooking... eating! So much to squeeze into a day :) I apologize to anyone who cares to read this... I will try and get better at it, I promise.
So now for an update. I’ve officially lived in Okazaki for 24 days... 25 by the time I post this... maybe even 26. I’d say I’m pretty settled. Unpacked... my place has already gone through a messy, clean, messy, clean cycle and I’ve done laundry more than once. That sets it in stone. Needless to say, I am still discovering my area. I’m starting to realize what some buildings are although I still can’t read the signs. I’ve found my city pool/gym, although I haven’t joined. I’ve explored the upstairs of ComTown (where I grocery shop) and found a whole new world of Ikea meets Best Buy meets Toys’R’Us’-likeness in the form of Eiden and to the left of the grocery store on the main floor we have D2 (think Walmart) as well as a small food court which houses the one thing that may keep me sane this next year.... DipperDan (crepe house!!!). I’ve also explored the library, so uniquely named Libra and discovered that they do in fact receive English copies of Vogue! Gasp! They also have an international centre upstairs where they offer free Japanese classes and an occasional cooking class... I’ve got all the pamphlets and will be joining tomorrow quite possibly.
After a particularly long Skype session my 2nd morning off, I got some shooting pains from my lower back into my legs. I was supposed to do run 3 (13km) in my marathon training but the pains only got worse as I changed into my workout clothes. Sara told me to listen to my body and it was telling me to f-off so I scrapped that idea and opted to find my nearest onsen (hot spring). This made sense at the time.... back pain... hot spring.... ease muscle pain... I hopped on my bike which wasn’t too painful, although putting my legs down to stop was excruciating, and headed towards what I think is the closest one. About 30 mins later, I got off my bike and proceeded to walk trying to find this bloody place with no luck. I asked 2 people who had no clue what I was talking about even though the onsen was clearly supposed to be in their backyard, according to the map. Just as I was about to give up and head home, I opted to ask one more lady who promptly left her yard to walk me to it. I was on the wrong side of the main road and she led me right up to the front door. What a nice lady. She even cracked some jokes... or so I think. They were in Japanese and she didn’t understand English but she’d tell what seemed to be a story and then crack up. I just smiled. What a nice lady.
After figuring out how to work the ticket purchase machine and the lockers for my shoes and personal items, I proceeded to do what everyone else around me was doing... get... get naked (I was thinking of the song the whole time). You’d think it was weird but strangely it wasn’t as bad as I thought. So when you’re in your birthday suit, you then proceed into this huge area that has a little vanity with a stool and a handheld shower. You sit down and shower (weird concept). They have soap, shampoo, and conditioner there for you. After you shower you’re welcome to go buckwild.... there’s a steam room, sauna, various whirlpools with jets to target every muscle, a cold dip pool, and the outdoor hot spring baths. I tried all of them, my favorite being the outdoor bath because of how pretty it was. Think fountains meet nature with just the right amount of lighting. The sauna was pretty cool as well but only because it had a tv in it playing a Japanese soap opera... just as ridiculous as the ones back home. I was feeling pretty good so I proceed to dress and blow dry my hair after about 2 hours of bathing.
There’s also a restaurant in the same building so I decided to eat there as it was starting to get late. It wasn’t until I got up to pay my bill that I realized that my pain was back but 100 times worse. I literally could not walk. I just stood there. After a few minutes I shuffled along holding onto the wall and sat on the couches out front. It took about half an hour to leave after that. Standing, sitting, walking, breathing, everything was excruciating. Nothing like I’ve ever experienced before. I walked my bike for a bit and then somehow made it home riding although it all felt like a dream. I saw stars the whole way. Needless to say, sleeping was brutal and so my next day off was spent doing all of nothing. I couldn’t sit up and I could barely walk and so I lay around the whole day praying for it to get better. The next day walking was fine so I took off.
I decided to plead ignorant foreigner and ventured into City Hall with my ARC (Alien Registration Card.... yes, aliens don’t go unregistered here... UFO or not) pick up slip which so clearly said it would be ready on the 18th.... not the 16th when I happened to go but it was ready anyway!!! This ARC allows you to get a life, essentially. I promptly hopped on the next train into Nagoya where I could set up a bank account with Citi Financial and a cell phone with Softbank, all thanks to English speaking staff! Without an ARC, you can’t do any of this. I then walked around aimlessly for a bit, wanting to justify coming back into the city after just being there on a shopping trip 2 days prior. I went to a bar (by myself) and had a glass of wine (because that’s just how I do). Talked up a storm with the bartender/part-owner (she spoke English) and got the low-down for Christmas and New Years Eve.
For the record, I still can’t sit up.