My experience in Japan thus far has been a relatively pizza-less one. To my dismay, finding a hand tossed (dare I say deep dish) style pizza that resembles something I'd find back home is a difficult and frustrating task. Sure, if I want to pony up $30 I can get something delivered to me that's pretty close to "American style" pizza. But for somebody who ordered Dominoes 3-4 times a month it's just not the same. (On the bright side, I can't help but think there's a correlation between my lack of pizza now and the 20 pounds I've lost since I've been here.)
Anyway, I say all that to draw this final point: Shakeys was awesome! We had a good ol' Pepperoni Pizza and it was big enough to feed all four of us! The drinks were huge, which, in a place like Japan where refills don't exist, was delightful. Probably the best pizza I've had since, oh... I don't know.
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April 9, 2013 |
The final stop for the evening was at Sensoji Temple. We got there around 7:30 so there wasn't much of a crowd and most of the vendors selling knick knacks and what-nots were closed for the night. Turns out, I had been here before on my Pacrim study abroad trip in 2010 which led me to sulk in past glories for a while.
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Sensoji is Tokyo's oldest and most significant ancient Buddhist temple. |
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And this is a very large lantern that I don't understand. |
The next morning Carmon and I checked out of our hotel, ate a delicious bakery and then taxi'd to the Chancey's hotel. There was nothing on our agenda for the day so we didn't have any idea what or where we might be going.
I've never been, I heard it's beautiful, and there's a festival going on right now. Lets go.
In case you didn't know, Sendai is about 2 hours North of Tokyo by the bullet train. More notably, it's coast was the worst hit area of the 2011 Earthquake/Tsunami. We were too far inland to see any of the devestated area though. I plan on going to do some relief work there eventually.
The four of us took a bullet train from Tokyo. OC starts back up on the 23rd (I think) and so Dudley would periodically work on next semesters reading assignments during the ride, Carmon and Vicki napped, and I would read or play games on my iPad after booking our hotel for the next two nights, courtesy our handy dandy iphone hotspots.
Sendai has a professional baseball team- the Rakuten Eagles. So after we arrived, I conjured up all my Japanese language powers to attempt buying us four tickets. This entailed going to the nearest 7/11- because in Japan you can do everything at a 7/11: from ordering professional baseball tickets to paying your utility bills to buying lunch to ice cream. I managed to get the tickets and it was a success. Kind of. Eventually, we had to get other tickets for a sooner game (think 'earlier', not OU) but the Chanceys graciously gave the first set of tickets away to some Japanese people we befriended.
After dropping off our stuff at the hotel we shopped around and explored a bit.
Luckily for us, that evening was the beginning of one of Japans largest festivals. The Tanabata (or Star) Festial. It's a tradition of the festival to write wishes on Taneaku paper and hang them around the area.
Check out this J-pop(?) girls group we came across. You might have heard of them, "HAPPY LITTLE DORTHY".
And I have to bring up the Octopus Balls. Fried balls with bits of Octopus in them, that is. Maybe not Dudleys favorite quisine.
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TAKOYAKI |
The main attraction of the festival was the gianormous firework display. It was an hour and a half long and one of the better firework shows I've seen. Fireworks- "hanabi" in Japan, are really uncomparable to those in the States. They're just ...better. Initially I'd think otherwise. I mean, it's America. Not only do we love seeing things blow up, there's just no better way to showcase our power and pride than a tightly wrapped collection of gunpowder and nitrate streaming through the skies with a dazzling red white and blue burst of glory. Accompanied by it's delayed boom echoing off the rooftops throughout the night.
But the fact is... Japan's fireworks are better. It makes sense when you think about it. America does fireworks twice a year (generally). Japan has some kind of festival or celbration or holiday every month. Not only are fireworks more frequent, they're available anywhere... like at 7/11. Or at the grocery store, or at the family mart or anywhere else lighters are sold. Plus, since the Japanese don't really have a military force they can focus more on making insanely large fireworks in stead. Like this 930lb Godzilla blinker...
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"Jim, what did I tell you about cigarrettes?"
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Like I said, the fireworks that night were awesome. It rained for about an hour before the show but cleared up just in time for us to enjoy the sights.
The next day we spent mostly shopping and walking around Sendai's station.
That evening we had scheduled to go to the Rakuten Eagles game but it was rained out.
Still a fun experience none the less.
So, in it's stead we went to go grab a Mos Burger, but after having Shakey's none of us were impressed. That night Carmon and Vicki treated themselves to foot massages. No picture necessary.
Probably the most fun sporadic decision of our trip was to go to Tokyo Disney Land! The Chancey's were leaving soon and they suggested spending the last day at the park. Fine by us! I hadn't ever been to any of the Disney-themed parks before. I've done Universal and Six-flags and Cedar Point (is Frontier City worth mentioning?) but never Disney.
The whole day went smoothly with the exception of a little hiccup waiting in line for our first ride - Space Mountain. We had spent about 50 minutes in line when the ride shut down. They didn't give us any idea when they thought it might be back up and running so we were in that weird place where you've already committed an hour to the line but you risk wasting that time, plus however long you stay, if it doesn't start back up again. We stayed, and in the meantime made small-talk with, Hey, a you're not-Japanese person, too!
Out of all the lines and rides and places to get stuck in, the four of us landed right by a fellow Okie. Well, he at least went to school in Norman. I gave him the "Boomer Sooner" and he accepted so that's Okie-enough for me. He's been here the past month (I think) traveling Japan and working on his Japanese. I think he was doing international business or something. It was cool running into him, and here of all places. In the course of our conversations he mentioned his dad lived in Minneapolis AND his last name was Piper.
I slowly began to recall that my beloved theologian/pastor had a son named A-something-Piper... And, John Piper lives is Minneapolis! This guy's name was Alex!
I thought,
"Could this be? Is this God's sovereign hand guiding the son of John Piper to none other than mine self? Are we gonna become best friends and will I get to hang out with he and his father on the weekends and maybe we could write books together and swing merrily discussing C.S. Lewis and the apostasy of Rob Bell?"
I was nervous. What do I say? "Excuse me, are you John Piper's son?"
So stupid. I'd feel like an idiot.
Then Dudley asked, "Hey, are you related to 'John Piper'?"
I Looked at Dudley... Scared.
I looked at Alex...
I waited for his response...
His reply, able to dictate the fate of my life from then on out...
I felt like my heart had just been rick-rolled.
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Well, Alex was a cool guy anyway. If you're reading this buddy you're free to chill in Mito with us for however long my wife and I are in Japan, even though you're not related to John Piper.
The ride eventually started back up and I finally got to experience Space Mountain -with shattered dreams of course.
But seriously, it was awesome. And the rest of the day was just a blast. Super thankful for the Chancey's friendship.
After space mountain we packed in as much other stuff as possible:
Pirates of the Carribbean
The Jungle Boat Ride and Runaway Mountain
Ate some appropriately themed food.
Sat down for the Light parade
Tried to shop- it was a mad house.
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Ya, no thanks! |
After the festivities, the four of us took an hour and half train ride towards Narita. We had gotten a hotel near the airport so there wasn't any rush the next morning. Even without lugging kids around, you're kinda pooped after spending a day at any theme park so we hit the hay as soon as we got to our room.
The next morning was good bye time. :(
The Chancey's had ended this year's journey in Japan and we we're fortunate to be a part of it. Even though we're the one's living here they were the ones treating us that week. Aside from all the general fun things that come from traveling to new places, Carmon and I really got a lot out of just spending time with a Godly couple. We were certainly encouraged and I feel like I've been spurred on to pursue more evangelism. They have that effect on people. We had breakfast that morning, said our goodbyes, and asked God to continue the work that he started.
And that was that.