Ok, a nerdy note is needed. In writing about my travels, I find it hard to juggle a unified tense to unite the travels of my past, the continued existence of the sites I’ve seen, and the future of the posting date since I usually have to wait for an internet connection or slight time lapse for editing. Not that you would be able to tell that I do any editing at all. But just so you know, I do feel guilty about the dizzying whirlabout of verbage my writing produces.
Oh, Shinkasen! How I love your comfy, plush, wide seats and your smoke-free cars. All is forgiven from the last trip if not forgotten. Maybe I will forget in the spirit of the New Year, which apparently is quite the rage. Let go of the grudge and ring some temple bells, 108 times in all!
So, Kyoto was awesome. Jon and I spent 2.5 days/2 nights there. Our first day, after the less than ideal Shinkasen experience, we went to the Golden Pavilion (as mentioned in the post below). It is beautiful and even better than the temple- or at least equal to- in beauty is the lake that the temple is on.
Afterwards, we went to our hotel to check in. It was a very nice hotel. Not in a luxurious sense, but in the sense that it is a perfectly acceptable, generic Western style hotel with a large bed, nice view, high pressured shower. It was awesome. We went to a restaurant about 7 doors down. There were a couple pictures outside and we were feeling rather sparky and adventurous. We ordered some fish, chicken yakatori and yakiudon. My favorite is when I tried to put the burden of ordering on our waitress by asking in my very best Lonely Planet Nijongo what she would recommend. She looked confused and gestured to the menu she had just brought out, handwritten in sharpie marker, “All this recommend.” All this, however, was all this in Hiragana. Currently, I can read 10 out of the 63 syllables that exist, so we were a little out of luck. But after randomly saying some Japanese food words I knew, it worked out really well. Jon and I celebrated our successes with several Kirins. Then we went to FamilyMart where I bought Hagen-Daz. If they have Bitter Caramel in the States, I highly recommend it!
The next day, we had our hotel breakfast followed by Starbucks coffee (2 blocks down!). Although Mr. Donut was right next-door, Jon has something against little fried ball of dough despite the fact that he love a lot of other types of carbs. Then we went to Ryōan-ji (竜安寺), a Zen temple most famous for its 15th century, 15 stone Zen rock garden. The style is “dry landscaping,” and meant to condense the idea and forces of nature into one small, contained space to meditate upon. It’s interesting to me to think how people carefully plan out abstractions for the perfect (in their minds) representation of a concept. They work so hard, only to leave a lot to chance and the individual viewer’s interpretation. I wonder if the artist considered it an abstraction, which would be interesting since Europe was still centuries from abstraction as an artistic movement, or if the artist considered it a distillation, a paring down of an enormous entity to its most pure, essential elements?
Besides the stones, there were four islands of moss that 13/15 stones were contained in. Moss has a huge importance in gardens, helpfully demonstrated at our third stop, the Ginkakuji (銀閣寺, the Silver Pavilion), in a display of 3 groupings of moss. Each group had multiple species, categorized as “Inhabitor moss”, “moss the interrupter” or “V.I.P Moss (like very important persons.”
The Ginkakuji was beautiful as well. It was built in the style of the Golden Pavillion, although it is only two stories. It, too, sits on a beautiful lake with carefully selected and placed stones. Right next to the pavilion are two large sand sculptures, one of Mt Fuji and the other representing waves, which is enhanced by the full moon’s light. The grounds are much more incorporated into the hills, which abut the lake. At the Golden Pavillion, the “scenic mountains” were important as captured landscape, but the grounds itself were not as hilly.
We did stop at one temple prior to the Ginkakuji, but we were confused b/c there seemed to be a lot of preparations for the New Year’s. Even weirder (as bad as this sounds), there were no signs in English. And for a temple mentioned in Frommer’s, that’s just bizarre. We finally figured out we were at the Shimogamo temple. It is an important one for Japanese tourists based off the fact that it earns a little pictograph in the Kyoto tourist bus map, but there were no foreign tourists in sight. Oh, and the reason we were there? Because someone *cough, me, cough* misread Shimogamo for Sanjusangen-do, our intended target.
Finally, we went to the Kiyomizu-dera (清水寺), a huge temple complex overlooking the city. It was slightly confusing getting there. The bus stop was about 0.5 km downhill from the entrance, which was reached via several side streets. Although the map indicated that a walk would be necessary, I was confused when we passed a very tall pagoda about a block and a half in. I thought that it was the Kiyomizu, but I wondered where all the tourists were. But we kept walking, stopped in a few shops, then wandered around the temple, which was really neat. We saw the main temple hall, the side temple to the God of Love and Matchmaking with the two romance stones, and the waterfall of pure water that your can have a little sip of, while avoiding the other poles of people bringing back the water they reached out for. It was kind of like avoiding someone taking a shot during a pool game.
For dinner, we walked around Gion, which I’m glad we got to see, but it seemed touristy and pricy. In the attempts to get a cheaper dinner, we went downstairs near a bar advertising a menu with lots under 1000 Yen. Jon decided to go into another restaurant and that’s where we met Hiroshi.
Hiroshi is the 70 year old something owner of Mayate grill. He has two points of pride: 1. He serves the best steaks in Japan (better than Kobe) and this seems to have a large part to do with 2. he’s been in the restaurant business for 44 years.
He charcoal cooks everything and claims to be the only restaurant in Kyoto that cooks this way. I asked why charcoal and he said that he loved charcoal and before the war, everything was cooked with charcoal. When I asked what there was during the war, he said there was no charcoal, there was really no anything. He said he tried to forget everything between 1941-1943, that things were “terrible.”
His “American” was very good, and he really seemed to enjoy practicing it. He learned from an American soldier who lived next to him after the War. He thought it was so interesting that “One day enemy, next day Friend.”
He was really interesting when he was talking about modern (post- WWII) Japan. He recommended studying modern Japanese history, how it went from a country devastated by war to include 2 atomic bombs, to a prosperous country emulated by its neighbors in just 26 years.
His take on modern Japan, good and bad, was similarly succinct. He had strong feelings about the economic disparity between the North and South in terms of wealth distribution and power. Kyoto itself is one of the most prosperous cities in the South, mainly from the tourism. In an abrupt statement, Hiroshi said, “Kyoto is a big city, gets lots of money. But who makes the money. Shrines. Temples! They do not pay taxes. F****ing monks! I hate the monks.” Jon and I didn’t know quite what to say, but Hiroshi seemed pretty happy that he was doing the talking, while we silently ate the best steaks in Japan.
Finally, on the 31st, Jon and I woke up, ate breakfast, went to Starbucks and went to the Sanjusangen temple, with the 1001 bodihsatvas carved out of cypress wood and covered in gold leaf. Jon remembered that we had seen the statues before at a photography exhibit at the Hirshorn by Surigito Hiroki. I read up on the inspiration and the photographer said the monks charged a lot of money for the pictures because they would rather have tourists come to them. In addition, the photograph was taken early in the morning when the eastern dawn rays cast a beautiful luminance onto the statues. The article had some interesting views on the nature of monks and the business of religion, which had been mentioned earlier the night before by Hiroshi.
Now, tonight, we are going to Tokyo and staying at a ridiculously nice hotel. Yay! We are also going to go to a party at the Mori Arts Center on top of Tokyo City View. I think it should be pretty awesome. Definitely an experience that can only be had in Tokyo.
J is here! Christmas was awesome with lots of cool, albeit grown-up (no toys!), gifts. Then it was back to work for three days, which we managed rather well although it would have been nice if the leave schedule wasn’t so rigid. J slept in two of the three days. Then he came to Yokosuka, where we’d work out, eat lunch, do some work and leave for Yokohama.
We had a delicious meal in Motomachi the night before we left for Kyoto, where I am currently sitting in the Rhino hotel waiting to leave for a delightful day of temple gawking. Yesterday, we saw the Golden Pavillion (Kinkajugi). It was gorgeous! It is a three level shrine with each floor styled differently. The first floor is palace style. The top two are covered in thick gold leaf. The 2nd floor is samurai style and the 3rd is Zen temple style.
The restaurant last night was delicious. We had sashimi, yakatori (chicken on a stick), and yaki udon, a dish of thick white wheat noodles that are so good. It was cooked with a delicious sauce with lots of yummy grease (really!). It went perfectly with beer.
Ok, more later since we’re leaving for breakfast now. Keep your fingers crossed. There were eggs in the picture so hopefully, J’s day can get off to a good start!
[PS: The title? Here’s a few tips if you come to Japan. 1. Buy a Railpass. Seriously. Just do it if you are going to take a trip anywhere outside of your immediate area. 2. When taking the Bullet train on a holiday weekend, buy your tickets for a reserved seat. Because otherwise, you MAY end up STANDING in the smoking car ruing the fact that, you have actually paid a pretty penny for the privilege. J and I headed straight for the ticket counter when we got off and we now have lovely non-smoking reserved seats.]
Merry Christmas! I love how just a few beautiful lights and familiar songs can cause a pleasant warmth of happiness. My toasty beverage- hello non-fat latte!- also helps, but overall I’m just so happy it’s Christmas.
I have my apartment slightly Christmas’d out. Some lights around the windows and a little, 8 inch Japanese conifer. It looks like a little tree. Two ornaments completely overwhelm it and it has an unfortunate similarity to a rosemary sprig when someone, ok me, forgets to water it. I had slightly grander plans. I was going to get a foot and a half foot tall tree from Ikea, but ran out of motivation. When I thought about dragging a little tree around on the subway, it seemed tedious and very A Tree Grows in Brooklyn but less poignant.
I have two trips planned- one to Kyoto where we will see many a temple and a short visit to a Ryoken in the Hakone area. Hakone is supposed to be really beautiful with lots of different scenic treats, like a tram up the mountain, a boat across a lake, an extensive sculpture garden. And a Ryoken will be awesome- we’ll have a traditional kaseki meal for dinner where multiple small courses are brought into the room’s dining area. There’s also an onsen (hot tubs fed by natural hot springs) on site. Maybe it will even have a water slide like the last one I went to! That is definitely a story for another time, friends.
I found out 2 days ago that I was selected for an Otolaryngology residency slot in San Diego- hooray! The results from the GME Selection Board were released at noon, EST on 12/12. I was really hoping that everything would work out. Taking my current assignment was something I really wanted, but was slightly risky since I ended up on 2 year orders. My job position, however, goes away once the Kitty Hawk decommissions in July so I’ll be freed up to pursue the next step in medical training.
If I hadn’t been selected, I would have been very sad because it would have meant that the detailer had a very!special!surprise! for me. But now, my tasty treat will be five (5) years in San Diego doing something I totally love. AND, I get to go to the location that has text pagers, robots in the basement, and dark blue scrubs that look quite nice (shallow, no?).
And I will get to see a lot of my USUHS friends when they come back after being hot shot flight docs! They will have cool jackets and nice tans offset by golden wings embellished by acorns.
BTW, even though I mentioned the release time above, I was actually in bed since it was 2 a.m. here. But I did find out at 0630 since I slept on the ship that night, not because of the results release but because I left my apartment keys on the ship. By the time I figured that out after getting a lovely haircut at Landmark tower and going out to the Kirin beer hall, it was 2300 and I was at my train stop. So, I switched platform sides and went into work a few hours early.
Every party that J and I had usually had a Mexican fiesta theme. It’s just so easy to make Mexican food in bulk and it was so tasty. Fajitas were popular, although my favorite was when I made fish tacos on one of my birthdays. Dee-licious! I think it was Emeril’s crème fraiche that took it to the next level. Bam! (Please note, I have only watched Emeril once. And not even a whole show. But I do recommend his fish taco recipe with accompanying sauces on foodnetwork.com.)
But you know what I took for granted? My oven. Yes, baker of cookies, roaster of meats, warmer of hors d’oeuvres, essential part of almost 80% of the recipes ever invented! “What,” you ask, “is in your Japanese kitchen since your whiny babiness is hinting that you don’t have an oven?”
“Well,” says I, ignoring the slightly snooty tone of my imaginary inquisitor, “I’m glad you asked. I have a fish broiler.”
A fish broiler is a shoebox-size broiler for fish that is just under my stove top range. I’m slightly afraid to use it not because I’m avoiding fish, but because it looks too tiny to clean. It also has a huge potential for a mess. I’m picturing charred fish skin and smoldering fish juice hardening on the bottom like a new level of fossilized rock.
Sue and I are hosting a Christmas party this Saturday at my apartment. It should be fun, but not having a car is testing my strategery skills at how to take things home in a way that will not cause my arms to break off from pain. This lesson was learned the hard way after I thought it would be awesome to transport a 12 piece pots-and-pans set from the Exchange to my house. Eleventy billion pounds later, I was having serious regrets. Although it is nice to have now.
So! Focus! What should I serve? So far, I have come up with meatballs and samosas. I’m also planning on cheese, crackers, fruit, hummus, pita, crudites. For dessert, Rice Krispie treats are doable but again, room in my little bag is precious and RKs are bulky. Snap! Krackle! Pop!
All the buttons on my blog page are in Kanji and Hiragana. Awesome! I’m trying to figure out which one I’ll need to press to post this at all. Fingers crossed!
So, yay! I’m back in Japan! The Kitty Hawk came back a few days early after the Chinese government said, “X-nay on the isit-vay” over Thanksgiving. Yes, that’s right. It was pig latin. The last few days people were almost climbing walls we wanted to get off the ship so badly.
The first night, we went out to celebrate Ken the Dentist’s (aka Herbie the Elf) birthday. We went to Korean BBQ, which was delicious. This gave J another chance to make fun of me since he asks if I’ve done anything truly Japanese since I’ve been here. The reason being that I’ve been to Yokohama Octoberfest (5 times! Pictures and story to follow!), a Spanish restaurant, an Indian restaurant where I was told what I wanted (I didn’t want the chicken platter. I wanted lamb rogan gosh dammit), an Indian Dewali festival, and Chinatown. But they were all really fun. And I have had a few bowls of Udon noodles (so tasty!).
I crossed the International Date Line for the first time today/yesterday. I am still a little hazy on how it works, but I can definitely that if you look out of your window you will not see a dashed line streaking across the sky demarcating the different dates.
But I did see the line on the overhead TVs where the entire trip is played out on a nicely cycled sequence of 5 screens that give the current altitude and temperature in metric and conventional in addition to the time left in the trip and the time at the place of origin and destination. I think my favorite screen is the comically large airplane with a “Family Circus” style line showing the projected travel path.
So, now I’m in Guam waiting for the Carrier Onboard Delivery (COD) plane to take me to the Kitty Hawk. I’ll write when I’m actually on the carrier although it might be a few days. Although I’ve already been told that today is drill day and it just so happens to be a mass casualty. Welcome aboard indeed!
Today, we went to the Rockies game, which was awesome b/c it meant I had the opportunity to be officially mile-high in Denver. I thought I already was, but apparently not since only the nosebleed seats made it above the esteemed altitude.
Tomorrow, it’s back to San Diego for about 18 hours before I fly out to Guam. I’ll leave for the ship on the 2nd via COD (Carrier onboard delivery) by a C-2 greyhound.
Boat school is over! Today was graduation with a certificate attesting that I earned 66 CME credits. Yay! This is something that I didn’t care about at all until very recently, when I learned that CME is how you keep your state license. Prior to that, I thought it was something I would only have to worry about when I became board-certified. BTW, that will be in about a hundred billion years.
Tomorrow, I am going to the hospital to attend morning education lectures and to talk/interview with the program director for the SD residency. It’s more for information so that I can make a more informed choice when applying for GME-2. Also, Bethesda will definitely undergo some big changes with the BRAC and combining of the hospitals. Although people say it will be the biggest and greatest, I definitely have some doubts as to how high a priority a little ol’ 2012 ENT chiefie will be in the grand scheme of things. And although I’m used to being somewhat low on the totem pole (HELLO internship year!), I think it would stink to have procedure numbers affected while bigger battles are being fought.