Well folks its been a while and many many adventures to tell
so let’s dive right in. I’ll start with my first Christmas in Japan.
Christmas in Japan is basically an amalgamation of all the
things I hate about Christmas with none of the aspects about it that I like.
For starters, it must be made perfectly clear that I despise Christmas music in
all of its forms. This Grinchish behavior can largely be attributed to my stint
as a grocery bagger where inevitably after every Thanksgiving I was subjected
to Christmas music playing on a loop non-stop for about a month and a half and
let’s just say one can only listen to so many renditions of “Silver Bells”
before they go mad (to this day I still can’t listen to this song without
developing a nervous tic and feeling a strong urge to annihilate whatever or
whoever is playing it.) Thus, much to my utter dismay, Japan too follows the
maddening ritual of playing Christmas music starting around late November.
Indeed, by the time Christmas rolled around I dreaded going grocery shopping as
I knew I would be tortured with another five versions of “Jingle Bells,”
“Silver Bells” and whatever other shitty song about bells and winter that have
been spawned by people trying to erode my last remaining bits of sanity.
The part about Christmas that I do like, however, is
spending time with friends and family in a relatively stress-free environment.
This aspect of Christmas was unfortunately absent and it was definitely a time
when homesickness hit me the hardest. In fact, for all the hulabaloo and ads
Japan puts on about Christmas, the actual delivery is underwhelming. Evidently,
the big tradition is to buy some fried chicken and “Christmas cake” and eat
them…and that's pretty much it (I even had to go to work on Christmas day.)
Fortunately, I had a pretty good Christmas eve though. I
started off the day by going to a local glass museum with Jillian and one of
the office ladies at my school named Miwani-san. We saw some pretty neat
glasswork and afterwards, Miwani-san treated Jillian and me to a nice
western-style lunch with pasta and superb desserts. Afterwards, the three of us
went to Jillian’s place to whip up some home-made pancakes and damn they were
good! Although fruit is super expensive in Japan it sure does taste good and
made the pancakes taste awesome. For dinner, Jillian and I joined two other
JETs in the area, Zac and Amber for some Chinese food (reminds of A Christmas
Story) and had some greasy delight.
Enjoying them. |
Before I jumped into my Tokyo exploits, I did experience one
more intersting part of the Japanese office life…the enkai’s estranged brother
the Bonenkai, which is yet another excuse for coworkers and the bosses to get
absurdly drunk together. The reasoning behind the Bonenkai is that it is a way
to forget the bad parts about the previous year and to welcome in the hopefully
better new year…and what better way to do that than by having an ancient Rome
style hedonistic feast of food and drink.
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