<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3916878172853606557</id><updated>2011-07-30T07:11:52.277-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ryuugakusei</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaigaipigeon.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3916878172853606557/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaigaipigeon.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>sandpigeon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00593909657000445855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_tOmziZH-oIM/SGHg-uBBsXI/AAAAAAAAAAY/B2Y_1pwMZRc/S220/zomg.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>11</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3916878172853606557.post-611246273351547255</id><published>2009-07-16T04:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-16T04:58:52.686-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Busy Busy</title><content type='html'>Finals and presentations out the 'yazoo' or maybe out the 'wazoo.'  Busy.  Anyway, here is the language presentation I'm giving tomorrow.  If you actually understand Japanese please don't read it because it's crap, but if you don't read Japanese then imagine that it's really good.  It's a summary of 崖の上のポニョ (Ponyo on the Cliff)  There's some presentationy stuff at the beginning, of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;おはようございます！私はイリノイ大学のショーエスト・マシューです。&lt;br /&gt;では、今から子供映画のあらすじのプロジェクトについての発表を始めます。&lt;br /&gt;まず最初に、このプロジェクトにした理由について話します。&lt;br /&gt;私は日本語で聞くのが上手になりたいので子供映画を勉強しよう思って、このプロジェクトをしました。&lt;br /&gt;次に、プロジェクトについて説明します。崖の上のポニョを見ることに決めました。映画を見た時、ひっきして、日本語であらすじを書きました。&lt;br /&gt;つづいて、私のあらすじをじょうかいします。&lt;br /&gt;映画の始めの時、ポニョはくらげでぬけだします。海の上にあみでとって、びんでひっかかります。そうすけという男の子はポニョをひろってびんをわります。海から水魚の魔物はポニョをつかみにためすけど、そうすけとポニョはそうすけの家に帰ります。そうすけはポニョと学校に行って、おばあちゃんにポニョを見せます。&lt;br /&gt;その後で、水魚の魔物はポニョをつかみます。ポニョのお父さんはふじもとです。ポニョの名前は「ブルンヒルダ」と言います。ポニョは人間になりたがっているから、足と手を作るためにまほうを使います。でも、ふじもとさんはポニョをまどします。&lt;br /&gt;そのあとで、ポニョはねけだして、大きいなまほうをはなちます。それで、大きいつなみを作ります。巨大魚でつなみを乗って、そうすけを探します。&lt;br /&gt;ぼうふうがあるので、そうすけの家にとまります。リサさんはそうすけとポニョにラーメンを作ります。リサさんは老人ホームに手伝いに行きます。ポニョは朝そうすけのおもちゃ船を大きくなります。&lt;br /&gt;ポニョとそうすけはふねを乗ってリサさんをさがします。トンネルに入ってポニョは魚になります。そうすけはふじもととグランマンマレとリサさんをみつけます。グランマンマレは「そうすけはポニョが大好きで、ポニョは人間になるけどまほうをなくす」と言います。海の上にそうすけはポニョとキスしてポニョは人間になります。&lt;br /&gt;最後に、このプロジェクトで、新しい言葉と漢字を習いました。&lt;br /&gt;以上ではっぴょうを終わります。ご成長ありがとうございました。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3916878172853606557-611246273351547255?l=kaigaipigeon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaigaipigeon.blogspot.com/feeds/611246273351547255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kaigaipigeon.blogspot.com/2009/07/busy-busy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3916878172853606557/posts/default/611246273351547255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3916878172853606557/posts/default/611246273351547255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaigaipigeon.blogspot.com/2009/07/busy-busy.html' title='Busy Busy'/><author><name>sandpigeon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00593909657000445855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_tOmziZH-oIM/SGHg-uBBsXI/AAAAAAAAAAY/B2Y_1pwMZRc/S220/zomg.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3916878172853606557.post-6885684469105431781</id><published>2009-07-08T06:48:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T06:48:36.335-07:00</updated><title type='text'>早口言葉 - Tongue Twisters</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/DxR8o7ZjWfs' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/DxR8o7ZjWfs'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;In language class we've been learning a few Japanese tongue twisters.  This video is one we learned today: 東京特許許可局 tokyo tokkyo kyokakyoku&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've also learned:&lt;br /&gt;-バスガス爆発 - basu gasu bakuhatsu - bus gas explosion&lt;br /&gt;-生麦、生米、生卵 - namamugi namagome namatamago - raw wheat, raw rice, raw egg  (raw meaning uncooked? this kanji has tons of meanings)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And longer ones:&lt;br /&gt;-蛙ぴょこぴょこ三ぴょこぴょこ合わせてぴょこぴょこ六ぴょこぴょこ &lt;br /&gt;-裏庭には二羽庭には二羽鶏がいる&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3916878172853606557-6885684469105431781?l=kaigaipigeon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaigaipigeon.blogspot.com/feeds/6885684469105431781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kaigaipigeon.blogspot.com/2009/07/tongue-twisters.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3916878172853606557/posts/default/6885684469105431781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3916878172853606557/posts/default/6885684469105431781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaigaipigeon.blogspot.com/2009/07/tongue-twisters.html' title='早口言葉 - Tongue Twisters'/><author><name>sandpigeon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00593909657000445855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_tOmziZH-oIM/SGHg-uBBsXI/AAAAAAAAAAY/B2Y_1pwMZRc/S220/zomg.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3916878172853606557.post-300609644749501210</id><published>2009-07-08T00:24:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T00:24:10.801-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Speed dubbed on Japanese TV</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/c9ThXVW53HY' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/c9ThXVW53HY'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Yeah, this is the most amazing thing in the world.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3916878172853606557-300609644749501210?l=kaigaipigeon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaigaipigeon.blogspot.com/feeds/300609644749501210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kaigaipigeon.blogspot.com/2009/07/speed-dubbed-on-japanese-tv.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3916878172853606557/posts/default/300609644749501210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3916878172853606557/posts/default/300609644749501210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaigaipigeon.blogspot.com/2009/07/speed-dubbed-on-japanese-tv.html' title='Speed dubbed on Japanese TV'/><author><name>sandpigeon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00593909657000445855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_tOmziZH-oIM/SGHg-uBBsXI/AAAAAAAAAAY/B2Y_1pwMZRc/S220/zomg.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3916878172853606557.post-5983816928936184182</id><published>2009-07-06T07:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T05:46:53.696-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Tidbits</title><content type='html'>There are many things I've learned about Japan or Japanese culture that don't require an entire post, so I'm dedicating this post to some of those things. (I'll number them so I can add more later)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. The Japanese are very concerned with cleanliness. (for garbage) Whenever they feel the need to place a trash can somewhere, there will be 4 different ones. One for cans, one for bottles, one for burnable trash, and one for nonburnable trash. It's moderately difficult as an American to know which place to drop our trash since we just have 'trash,' and in some cases 'recyclables.' The streets and buildings are very clean, it's rare to see trash on the sidewalk. (not sure if this is true of tokyo as well?) The crazy thing about it is that it is very hard to actually find trash cans. They're usually only next to vending machines. I think it's amazing that an entire society has this level of cleanliness, it's definitely something Americans need to learn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. The Japanese expect much better service from their car companies than we do in America. Our culture told us a story of one of his friends who wanted to install sensors on his back bumper to help with backing up and parallel parking (super tiny spaces in Japan). The dealer came to his house with an array of sensors for him to look at and decide which one. After he had decided, the dealer asked him what time was good to pick up the car. Since he had to commute to work to Tokyo everyday, he needed the car picked up before 4:30am, which was no problem for the dealer. After the car was serviced, he brought it back. This is the kind of service that Japanese are used to from car companies, and that's why American companies don't do well or don't even try to sell cars in Japan. And that's just the service, they also care a lot about the quality of the cars too, and nowadays the eco aspects too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. In Japan, it's not socially acceptable to walk while you're eating in public.  Drinking and walking is just slightly better.  Prettty weiirrdd.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3916878172853606557-5983816928936184182?l=kaigaipigeon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaigaipigeon.blogspot.com/feeds/5983816928936184182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kaigaipigeon.blogspot.com/2009/07/random-tidbits.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3916878172853606557/posts/default/5983816928936184182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3916878172853606557/posts/default/5983816928936184182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaigaipigeon.blogspot.com/2009/07/random-tidbits.html' title='Random Tidbits'/><author><name>sandpigeon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00593909657000445855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_tOmziZH-oIM/SGHg-uBBsXI/AAAAAAAAAAY/B2Y_1pwMZRc/S220/zomg.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3916878172853606557.post-5526921146598429806</id><published>2009-06-28T00:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T06:25:49.061-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Home Stay</title><content type='html'>Yesterday (Saturday), everyone spent a day with Japanese families in Kanazawa. Some people were alone and others went in pairs. (Randomly assigned?) I was in a pair with Ricky. The couple that picked us up from the dorm was pretty much the cutest old couple that exists. They picked us up at 2pm and we went for a drive. The first place we went to was a Zen Buddhist cemetary near their house. That sounds a bit creepy, but it's a really cool place. It's spread out throughout a hilly wooded area with a temple in the back. We rang a giant bell with a big log. Yeah, pretty awesome. Out front of the cemetary was a pretty great overview of Kanazawa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352328219508477122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tOmziZH-oIM/SkdKKGUaDMI/AAAAAAAAAFI/nRtTRs8NmuU/s400/P6270639.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, we went to a fresh foods market called Omicho Market. It was amazing. It had what I can only assume is almost every kind of sea creature. There was buckets of octopus tentacles of bowls of weird black goop. They bought us some ice cream while we walked around. Tip: eating ice cream while constantly smelling fish is not a good idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, we went to their house for a barbecue. Once we got to their house, we met their two daughters and his mother, who was 90 years old. Both of their daughters were married, the oldest to a chinese man she met while studying mandarin in China. They had a son, who was 7. We went to their backyard to chill out and talk. Another exchange student was there for the day too, but she was Chinese. She had also been studying Japanese for one year, and surprisingly she was at about our level. The problem was, of course, that she didn't speak English. The good news was, that Mr. Chinese Yoshi could speak Mandarin, Japanese, and English.  He gave us his business card.  He told us if we ever wanted to go to China we could e-mail him and he could set us up.  &gt;_&lt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We spent abour four hours there just hanging out, talking, and eating. Once it got dark they brought out some sparkler-like fireworks for us to play with.  The little kid plead with his mom for a lot of the time to be able to light two of them at once.  She finally gave it at the very end after jo-chan had lit two.  &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352329179900620226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tOmziZH-oIM/SkdLCADvLcI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/sqEkqPZQF5g/s400/P6270642.JPG" border="0" /&gt; They actually got watermelon for us, which supposedly is pretty expensive in Japan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352329637248011826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tOmziZH-oIM/SkdLcnz2jjI/AAAAAAAAAFY/EmA-ByDkW0s/s400/P6270643.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Picture with me and Ricky, Jo-chan, the head of the house, his daughter and her husband and their kid&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352329859926915250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tOmziZH-oIM/SkdLplWo-LI/AAAAAAAAAFg/rOp7uT_5_a0/s400/P6270645.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352330088520386034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tOmziZH-oIM/SkdL247khfI/AAAAAAAAAFo/iJHbXwOFkps/s400/P6270655.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Hand-held fireworks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352330340838693426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tOmziZH-oIM/SkdMFk48WjI/AAAAAAAAAFw/3X34PQz6Iqs/s400/P6270650.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;The homestay was one of the most fun experiences I've had so far in Japan.  =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3916878172853606557-5526921146598429806?l=kaigaipigeon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaigaipigeon.blogspot.com/feeds/5526921146598429806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kaigaipigeon.blogspot.com/2009/06/home-stay.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3916878172853606557/posts/default/5526921146598429806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3916878172853606557/posts/default/5526921146598429806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaigaipigeon.blogspot.com/2009/06/home-stay.html' title='Home Stay'/><author><name>sandpigeon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00593909657000445855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_tOmziZH-oIM/SGHg-uBBsXI/AAAAAAAAAAY/B2Y_1pwMZRc/S220/zomg.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tOmziZH-oIM/SkdKKGUaDMI/AAAAAAAAAFI/nRtTRs8NmuU/s72-c/P6270639.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3916878172853606557.post-6859201797069149238</id><published>2009-06-23T02:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-23T03:05:23.389-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A note on Japanese money, also, creatures!</title><content type='html'>I knew going in beforehand that Japan is a mainly cash society. It is common to have as much as 2 to 3 hundred dollars on your person at a time. What I didn't know was that the smallest bill was 1000yen, or 10 dollars. Lower than 10 dollars is all in coins. Yup. There are 500, 100, 50, 10, 5, and 1 yen coins. They look like this: &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350454544225595074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 110px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tOmziZH-oIM/SkCiD19w7sI/AAAAAAAAAEM/1_psa7aSzHw/s400/coinslandscape.jpg" border="0" /&gt;  I'm still getting used to treating coins and actual valuable money. Also, it doesn't help that the 1 yen coin feels like monopoly money. Sometimes I run out of bills and go 'crap, i'm out of money...' only to discover I still have over 10-20 dollars in coins. As far as bills go, I've only seen 1000, 5000, and 10000 yen bills. (10,50,100 dollars, roughly)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;  Now for creatures! I've had the pleasure of running into a few animals that were not concerned at all that we were there. Here's a compilation of some of these doubutsu (animals).&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350459967383023986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tOmziZH-oIM/SkCm_gzQMXI/AAAAAAAAAEU/ZzPWfz0qTr4/s400/P6140117.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350460222664863074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tOmziZH-oIM/SkCnOXzL7WI/AAAAAAAAAEc/cofNkuhjUZo/s400/P6140192.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350460966662816306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tOmziZH-oIM/SkCn5raHwjI/AAAAAAAAAEk/Cfq8J71DXDE/s400/P6230544.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350461467767164962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tOmziZH-oIM/SkCoW2KtUCI/AAAAAAAAAE0/58clLrnD58o/s400/P6230576.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350461758715719202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tOmziZH-oIM/SkConyCP7iI/AAAAAAAAAE8/diMVAA0eLiA/s400/P6230588.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3916878172853606557-6859201797069149238?l=kaigaipigeon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaigaipigeon.blogspot.com/feeds/6859201797069149238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kaigaipigeon.blogspot.com/2009/06/note-on-japanese-money-also-creatures.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3916878172853606557/posts/default/6859201797069149238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3916878172853606557/posts/default/6859201797069149238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaigaipigeon.blogspot.com/2009/06/note-on-japanese-money-also-creatures.html' title='A note on Japanese money, also, creatures!'/><author><name>sandpigeon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00593909657000445855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_tOmziZH-oIM/SGHg-uBBsXI/AAAAAAAAAAY/B2Y_1pwMZRc/S220/zomg.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tOmziZH-oIM/SkCiD19w7sI/AAAAAAAAAEM/1_psa7aSzHw/s72-c/coinslandscape.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3916878172853606557.post-5804754034954106995</id><published>2009-06-22T00:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T02:05:30.586-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Things you may not know about Japanese culture!</title><content type='html'>(This is what I have learned in culture class, if anyone thinks am I wrong, and by extension my professor, please say so, I am only repeating roughly what he told us)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are many aspects of everyday Japanese life and culture that Americans, even those going to work in Japan, are never told.  Some of these things are very important to know when forming friendships and relationships, both personal and business, with Japanese people. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, the Japanese are very harsh when it comes to drunk driving.  Because of this, Japan has an extremely low drunk driving rate.  Many times, if you are arrested for drunk driving it may make it to national news.  Getting arrested means you will almost certainly be fired from your job.  Beyond the legal blood alcohol level, in normal Japanese situations consumption of any alcohol (even one beer) means you shouldn't drive home.  In downtown areas there are many taxis with two drives, one will drive you home in his taxi, and the other will follow you in your car.  The Japanese are very concerned with responsibilty and respecting other people, so putting yourself and others in danger when it can be easily avoided is social suicide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For relationships with other people, making friends carries with it much more responsibility and obligation than in American culture.  If you are friends with someone, it commonly brings with it a level of obligation to the other person that in America you may only give to your family and very close friends, if that.  Because of this, on average most Japanese have a smaller group of friends than Americans, but their networks can reach much further.  Ignoring these aspects of the friendship can cost you a lot some of the time, as that lost friend may spread the word that you are not honorable to other people.  Many businessman are hesitant to make many new friends, as it usually means that they will have obligations to use company resources to help the other person if they are in need, when they may not always be able to afford it.  In this way, many men depend on their wives to make connections to other wives and thus their husbands for business interests that do not have that long term obligation.  (As long as their wife doesn't have a career of her own)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This relationship culture also affects dating strongly.  In America, you could meet a person in a bar, or in some public place, go out to dinner and a movie together and then decide if you are interested enough in that person to continue going out.  In Japan, you can't just approach some person in public you find attractive and start chatting them up.  There are very intricate social circles that exist; it isn't easy to cross the boundaries at will.  Usually you may meet a person through someone else, and hang out with them in groups for a long time before even considering going somewhere alone.  An 'American style' date would be fairly serious for a Japanese couple.  If a couple is frequently going out alone then their families will soon expect that they will become engaged.  For Americans, this seems sort of silly since it's precisly those kind of dates where you really get to know a person to tell if you can live the rest of your life with them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all for now, maybe I'll write a little more later.  I'm always open for a discussion too if anyone has any comments or questions.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3916878172853606557-5804754034954106995?l=kaigaipigeon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaigaipigeon.blogspot.com/feeds/5804754034954106995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kaigaipigeon.blogspot.com/2009/06/things-you-may-not-know-about-japanese.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3916878172853606557/posts/default/5804754034954106995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3916878172853606557/posts/default/5804754034954106995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaigaipigeon.blogspot.com/2009/06/things-you-may-not-know-about-japanese.html' title='Things you may not know about Japanese culture!'/><author><name>sandpigeon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00593909657000445855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_tOmziZH-oIM/SGHg-uBBsXI/AAAAAAAAAAY/B2Y_1pwMZRc/S220/zomg.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3916878172853606557.post-8525129982053795331</id><published>2009-06-20T20:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T03:10:03.631-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh Japan...</title><content type='html'>You should probably read your product names in english before manufacturing them: (and you should know better, Glico)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349611493640692194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tOmziZH-oIM/Sj2jT1zM4eI/AAAAAAAAAD8/ddETMpoMkMI/s400/P6200427.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In English, that says 'Pinesu,' which is pronounced (if you drop the u at the end as is commonly done) 'peenehs.'&lt;br /&gt;Nobody was brave enough to buy it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EDIT: Max did some research, supposedly it's a sour milk drink. Eww.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3916878172853606557-8525129982053795331?l=kaigaipigeon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaigaipigeon.blogspot.com/feeds/8525129982053795331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kaigaipigeon.blogspot.com/2009/06/oh-japan.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3916878172853606557/posts/default/8525129982053795331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3916878172853606557/posts/default/8525129982053795331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaigaipigeon.blogspot.com/2009/06/oh-japan.html' title='Oh Japan...'/><author><name>sandpigeon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00593909657000445855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_tOmziZH-oIM/SGHg-uBBsXI/AAAAAAAAAAY/B2Y_1pwMZRc/S220/zomg.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tOmziZH-oIM/Sj2jT1zM4eI/AAAAAAAAAD8/ddETMpoMkMI/s72-c/P6200427.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3916878172853606557.post-9000706364487673111</id><published>2009-06-16T20:37:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T21:22:29.262-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fieldtrip to Kenrokuen Garden, 21st Century Museum, and Kanazawa Castle!</title><content type='html'>Last Saturday (土曜日) we took a trip to see the three of the major attractions Kanazawa has to offer. We took the city bus from KIT to downtown Kanazawa. From there it was a 5-10 minute walk between the locations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348136698980389122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tOmziZH-oIM/Sjhl_fj00QI/AAAAAAAAACM/pVsYEPc1O7A/s400/P6140071.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;On our walk to Kenrokuen, a company advertising for red bean popsicles handed passersby free popsicles and paper fans.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348137021799967778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tOmziZH-oIM/SjhmSSKArCI/AAAAAAAAACU/bphgLvwlvkM/s400/P6140072.JPG" border="0" /&gt;(Roughly says: July 1st is red bean bar day!)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;When we arrived in Kenrokuen, we lazily walked through the garden. Kenrokuen is one of the 'The Great Gardens of Japan.' Kenrokuen means 'Six Attributes Garden.' The garden spans over 25 acres and was originally formed as an outer garden for Kanazawa Castle. There's not much to say in words about the garden, so I'll just show you some pictures:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348140478678394098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tOmziZH-oIM/SjhpbgCDZPI/AAAAAAAAACc/6wKCak2Au4I/s400/P6140074.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348140663285392802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tOmziZH-oIM/SjhpmPvypaI/AAAAAAAAACk/S2AkSkltifA/s400/P6140078.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348140987016407490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tOmziZH-oIM/Sjhp5FvR6cI/AAAAAAAAACs/stsQCliZtTI/s400/P6140084.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348141343243795170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tOmziZH-oIM/SjhqN0ygeuI/AAAAAAAAAC0/26fdR8pIz0s/s400/P6140098.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348142129132159890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tOmziZH-oIM/Sjhq7kc5Q5I/AAAAAAAAAC8/cNDFePr7ACc/s400/P6140123.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348142434466016338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tOmziZH-oIM/SjhrNV6KLFI/AAAAAAAAADE/Ny7ob5ryoPY/s400/P6140145.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;After Kenrokuen, we walked over to the 21st Century Museum. It was pretty much like a 'modern japanese art' museum. One of the cool things in there was a maze-like pattern made completely of salt:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348143157207162050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tOmziZH-oIM/Sjhr3aVE3MI/AAAAAAAAADM/MsyZGxmuFaU/s400/P6140151.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Probably the best display was an pool illusion which made people in the floor below look like they were underwater.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348143931000401570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tOmziZH-oIM/Sjhskc7wrqI/AAAAAAAAADU/XzWnfsbp2VA/s400/P6140179.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Finally, we walked over to Kanazawa castle. There are giant stone walls built into the side of the hill that surround the castle. We crossed a bridge to get to the front gate of the castle. Much to our dismay, there really was no phyiscal castle structure (though it might have been under renovation), but nonetheless, it was quite a sight to see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348144788726311378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tOmziZH-oIM/SjhtWYNjadI/AAAAAAAAADc/uDAvtEO1oGU/s400/P6140206.JPG" border="0" /&gt;These large white towers dotted the walls all around the grounds. In the middle was a large courtyard with small gardens spread around and a big grass field.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348145470893986658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tOmziZH-oIM/Sjht-FfAE2I/AAAAAAAAADk/GXEF8YTS5g8/s400/P6140212.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here's us (well, the half of us in this group[and the japanese with us]): (and yes, I look like a dork)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348145840341933810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tOmziZH-oIM/SjhuTlyQXvI/AAAAAAAAADs/-orU6YjR3V4/s400/P6140214.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay castles!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348146527292649938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tOmziZH-oIM/Sjhu7k4EcdI/AAAAAAAAAD0/3KXUoCjsBbQ/s400/P6140217.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;That's all for now! Stay tuned for my next installment: 'Is Japan really as weird as the internet tells me it is??'&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3916878172853606557-9000706364487673111?l=kaigaipigeon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaigaipigeon.blogspot.com/feeds/9000706364487673111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kaigaipigeon.blogspot.com/2009/06/fieldtrip-to-kenrokuen-garden-21st.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3916878172853606557/posts/default/9000706364487673111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3916878172853606557/posts/default/9000706364487673111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaigaipigeon.blogspot.com/2009/06/fieldtrip-to-kenrokuen-garden-21st.html' title='Fieldtrip to Kenrokuen Garden, 21st Century Museum, and Kanazawa Castle!'/><author><name>sandpigeon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00593909657000445855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_tOmziZH-oIM/SGHg-uBBsXI/AAAAAAAAAAY/B2Y_1pwMZRc/S220/zomg.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tOmziZH-oIM/Sjhl_fj00QI/AAAAAAAAACM/pVsYEPc1O7A/s72-c/P6140071.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3916878172853606557.post-1959243728015715603</id><published>2009-06-13T00:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-13T00:35:06.529-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fire! 火！</title><content type='html'>Suddenly, a siren sounded, much like an air raid siren!! Followed soon after by the sound of fire engines. A couple minutes later the stench of fire enveloped the area....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay so that's a little dramatic, but this totally happened a few blocks away:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346712351300172786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tOmziZH-oIM/SjNWji9wu_I/AAAAAAAAACE/TRkQmbjyifo/s400/IMG_4376.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3916878172853606557-1959243728015715603?l=kaigaipigeon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaigaipigeon.blogspot.com/feeds/1959243728015715603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kaigaipigeon.blogspot.com/2009/06/fire.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3916878172853606557/posts/default/1959243728015715603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3916878172853606557/posts/default/1959243728015715603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaigaipigeon.blogspot.com/2009/06/fire.html' title='Fire! 火！'/><author><name>sandpigeon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00593909657000445855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_tOmziZH-oIM/SGHg-uBBsXI/AAAAAAAAAAY/B2Y_1pwMZRc/S220/zomg.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tOmziZH-oIM/SjNWji9wu_I/AAAAAAAAACE/TRkQmbjyifo/s72-c/IMG_4376.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3916878172853606557.post-3338000345820417639</id><published>2009-06-12T21:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-12T23:00:09.287-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Japan! Adventures in Osaka</title><content type='html'>Everything you've ever heard about Japan from anime is 100% true. Okay, so maybe that's a slight exageration, but Japan is pretty different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So we arrived in Kansai International Airport and went through quarantine. They gave us a face mask and a pamphlet pretty much saying to report people who get flu-like symptoms. After we got through customs, we had to find our way to the hostel in the Fukushima district of Osaka. Since we arrived so late, we missed the last train to downtown, so we had to take the bus. The good news was that it was a 'リモシーンバス,' or 'limousine bus,' which is what they call the big tour buses. The ride was about an hour to Osaka Station. From there, it was &lt;em&gt;supposed&lt;/em&gt; to take 15 minutes to walk to the hostel. The problem is that most Japanese streets aren't named. So after about half an hour we finally found the hostel, after almost walking past it. Once we got settled in our rooms, I took a picture out the window:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346680189029540594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tOmziZH-oIM/SjM5TdK5YvI/AAAAAAAAABk/LhgNDE5074c/s200/P6090002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;In the morning we walked down the street to Fukushima station to find something to eat for breakfast. We found a little shop run by this adorable old man who was only capable of communicating via shouting and repeating what we said. He ran the entire place, took orders and cooked. We ordered 'Ham egg toast' which turned out to be a plate of big party sandwiches. They were decepitvely filling and also the best breakfast food I have ever eaten. Holy crap. And it only cost about 4 bucks. This was the beginning of what I'll call 'Bad food doesn't exist in Japan.' After eating, we decided to make our way back to Osaka station to take the train to Shin(new)-Osaka for the train to Kanazawa. On our way I took a picture of a passing commuter train:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346682299761018258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tOmziZH-oIM/SjM7OUQfxZI/AAAAAAAAABs/khF7OfLuIhU/s320/P6090008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Once we got back to the station, we took about 15 minutes to decide which train we had to take to Shin-Osaka and then decipher the ticket machine in order to buy the correct tickets. The train itself was fairly empty, only a few people had to stand. In Shin-Osaka station, we had to kill about 3 hours before we could take the train to Kanazawa, so we looked around for a drink machine, and we found this:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346683321946296066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tOmziZH-oIM/SjM8J0MdTwI/AAAAAAAAAB0/Mc3w2atlt-Q/s320/P6090010.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;It's important to note that there were at least 4 more machines on each side of these. One thing you quickly learn in Japan is that they're obsessed with seeing an example of what you're getting. Every single drink machine has empty bottles or cans of each drink, instead of pictures like in America. Also many resturaunts have a display case out front with fairly realistic looking plastic plates of food. There's big business in making realistic-looking fake food. Even in the お土産 (souvenir) shop had a display box of the food on the top with the real food boxes below it. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;We boarded a mostly vacant train around 4:15 (i guess no one goes to Kanazawa on a wednesday?) for the 3 and a half hour ride to Kanazawa. I'm pretty sure at some point we passed Obama, or at least a station that had a train going to Obama. When we arrived in Kanazawa close to 8pm we saw a lot of high school kids in uniforms scurrying about. They probably just got off of cram school and were on their way home. After killing some more time and trying the teriyaki burger at McDonalds in the station, we walked outside to wait for the shuttle and saw this:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346685880455377042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tOmziZH-oIM/SjM-evYjsJI/AAAAAAAAAB8/pcUNcTHEEeM/s320/P6100017.JPG" border="0" /&gt;At this point we realized that when they said that Kanazawa was a small city, what they meant was that it's a big city.  There were tall buildings all around and lots of people out and about.  While waiting and wandering we ran into some other non-Japanese which we immediately figured was other people on our program.  And, of course, they were.  At about 10pm the shuttle finally arrived and took us on the 30 minute ride down to the school.  We were awkwardly introduced to some of the japanese students from SGE (students for global exchange) who helped us to our rooms and taught us how to make our futons. (in Japan, futon is not a couch that folds into a bed, it's just a mat that you store in your closet during the day and take out at night to sleep on)  Once they left, I passed out.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;That's all for now, stay tuned for more ADVENTURES IN KANAZAWA！　いいですね！&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3916878172853606557-3338000345820417639?l=kaigaipigeon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaigaipigeon.blogspot.com/feeds/3338000345820417639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kaigaipigeon.blogspot.com/2009/06/japan-adventures-in-osaka.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3916878172853606557/posts/default/3338000345820417639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3916878172853606557/posts/default/3338000345820417639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaigaipigeon.blogspot.com/2009/06/japan-adventures-in-osaka.html' title='Japan! 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