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Kyoto, Zen and the Missing Bicycle – Kyoto, Japan
Kyoto, Zen and the Missing Bicycle
Kyoto, Japan
‘Time flies like and arrow, so do not waste energy on trivial matters. Be attentive. Be attentive!’ Zen Master Daito, 1337
I am from Canada but I now live in Japan. They are radically different places in every aspect. Sydney, my home i
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Tokyo Disneyland – Tokyo, Japan
Tokyo Disneyland
Tokyo, Japan
If you are Japanese, one of the most highly desired locations for a vacation is Disneyland. If you can’t afford the time or the airfare to the United States to visit the real thing, that’s OK because Tokyo has her very own version, which differs very li
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Crime and Punishment – Tokyo, Japan
Crime and Punishment
Tokyo, Japan
It was late, or should I say early, the sun had just come up, and I was fuzzy in the head with fatigue and hunger. I wasn’t in my right mind. It was one of those split second decisions that you wish you had back, wish you could do over, and makes you trul
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Fragile – Japan
Fragile
Japan
I feel fragile and glassy.
Outside the rain is falling down and tattooing on the Arrivals Hall. I feel like the next person to jostle me is going to fracture me into a million serrated splinters. I feel so delicate that any moment I am going to cascade spectacularly across this Ar
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Round The World by Bike: The Records from my Travel-Worn Satchel – Japan
The Records from my Travel-Worn Satchel
Japan
THIS STAGE- Hokkaido, Japan, to Tokyo
NEXT STAGE- Tokyo to Kyshu to China to Beijing.
Miyagi: Karate come from China, sixteenth century…
Daniel: I thought it came from Buddhist temples and stuff like that.
Miyagi: You too much TV
– (Kar
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Seven Foot Square – Tokyo, Japan
Seven Foot Square
Tokyo, Japan
It’s hard to be expressive when you are living in a room just seven foot square. I have tried to grumpily pace, but covering the length of the room with one stride really defeats the object. I have also tired sulking in the corner, like some petulant child,
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Seven hours in Osaka: Blowfish, Bicycles, and Bizarre Sporting Celebrations – Osaka, Japan
Seven hours in Osaka: Blowfish, Bicycles, and Bizarre Sporting Celebrations
Osaka, Japan
Bicycle Lined Streets in OsakaSo what had I learned from my two free hours in Japan? Well, I am too yellow to try the infamous Japanese blowfish, I am afraid of fast moving bicycles, and there is also a hig
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Hiking Kuju – Aso-Kuju National Park, Kyushu, Japan
Hiking Kuju
Aso-Kuju National Park, Kyushu, Japan
There are times in a girl’s life when she just feels the need to escape. Living in Japan constantly surrounded by foreign ideas, customs and people, so many people, those times are quite frequent and the idea of a weekend in Osaka or Kyoto
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An Orison of Colour – Tokyo, Japan
An Orison of Colour
Tokyo, Japan
Slowly, Tokyo is stripping away my confidence and fragile feeling of self-worth. Each day feels more and more like the first day of bereavement. Each day seems drained of light and subtle shades of colour are now distant memories. Each night I leave the hotel an
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Japanese Toilet Technology – Japan
Japanese Toilet Technology
Japan
By the time we left China, I had soured on international travel so much that I had privately promised myself that I wouldn’t leave the US again for a long, long time. Though I had been looking forward very much to seeing Japan a few weeks ago, by this time
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When Boys Became Giants: The Japanese Alps, May 2005 – Japanese Alps, Japan
When Boys Became Giants: The Japanese Alps, May 2005
Japanese Alps, Japan: Outside the hotel – balmy night, light easterly wind, smattering of clouds….facing East…
The night is still and calm. Dawn is a few hours away and I am sneaking around the hotel with a forty-foot LAN ca
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It Happened One Night (Again) – Japanese Alps
It Happened One Night (Again)
Japanese Alps
Author’s note: This story follows on, of sorts, from It Happened One Night – you may like to read this one first.
A waxing moon bathes my room in pale light and I feel profoundly alone. I toss and turn and beg sweet Morpheus to come and cl
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Sitting On Trains – Japan
Sitting On Trains
Japan
Sitting idly on trains. That’s where most of your impressions of the countries you have travelled to have come from.
Japan is no exception.
Here the aisle floors are spotless. People eat and drink on these trains and yet they still manage to remain immaculate. In A
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West of the Sun – Kyoto, Japan
West of the Sun
Kyoto, Japan
Hysteria Siberiana: an illness affecting Siberian farmers overwhelmed by the distance of the plains of Siberia, heading off ‘like someone possessed’ for a land west of the sun.
The monk finds me on hands and knees throwing-up on consecrated ground.
He st
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Working for the Wasabi – Fukuoka, Japan
Working for the Wasabi
Fukuoka, Japan
Teaching English in Korea, one quickly learns to appreciate the value of a day’s work. And right along with that lesson comes the greater appreciation for a day with no work. Or better yet, 4 consecutive days with no work. Such a prize is not to be sq
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The Other Side of the Pacific – Japan
The Other Side of the Pacific Japan As a young child I grew up a Caucasian middle class kid in a Caucasian middle class suburb of Seattle. My direct experience with the rest of the world was limited to trips up and down the coast to visit relatives in Oregon and California. I remember feelin
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The Full Monty for the First Time – Kyushu, Japan
The Full Monty for the First Time
Kyushu, Japan
“Where do I change into my swimsuit?” asks Greg, anxiously looking around at the many signs in Japanese that he can’t read. Pat and I glance at each other surreptiously.
“You didn’t tell him?” I ask Pat, with a
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‘Hotto, Hotto!’ – A Japanese Onsen Experience
Kyoto, Japan
On a chilly, winter morning with snow flakes falling softly, and steam rising from the water, a Japanese women in her sixties looks at me and exclaims, ‘hotto, hotto’, smiling wide, her eyes creased with wrinkles, as she eases herself into the water of a Japanese outdoo
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Sakura-no-Yu – Mizusawa, Iwate, Japan
Sakura-no-Yu
Mizusawa, Iwate, Japan
I woke up with a start. It was still early, just after 7 a.m., but everyone else seemed to be up. The futon was warm in the cold room and I had slept soundly. I quickly pulled on some clothes and hobbled down the narrow stairs. My mother-in-law was already bu
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A Morning at Peace – Nagasaki, Japan
A Morning at Peace
Nagasaki, Japan
Origami Cranes in the Peace ParkAlthough the museum was deeply disturbing, and the park was touching, its at the hypocentre that I truly felt what happened. A tall black obelisk sits at one end of the park, marking the place where the bomb was detonated. Conce
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