30.11.10

Our Trip to Japan - Kyoto

From Tokyo, we took the 3 hour shinkansen train to Kyoto, using our Japan Rail Pass pictured below.  Like the Eurail pass, it is good for unlimited rides on the JR rail lines (except for the super express Nozomi trains).  Everything you have heard about the trains in Japan is true.   They are clean, fast, and on time.  The pass we got was $307Cad and was for regular class for 7 days.  There is also a "green car" pass for a premium (like a first class car I guess), but the regular cars are so nice I don't know that it would be worth the extra money.  Like the Eurail pass, you purchase an exchange order in your home country and then exchange it for the Rail pass once you get to Japan.

Japan rail pass and train ticket, sorry not the best photo

We only alloted 2 days to Kyoto, and given jetlag and the fact that we kept getting lost, I would definitely have changed that to 3 if it were possible.  But it wasn't (we booked all our hotels in advance), so we made the best of it.  Kyoto is beautiful and a definite must see in my books.


Kinkaku-ji - The Golden Pavilion


Everywhere we went there were huge groups of students

Kiyomizu-dera

We ran into these lovely ladies in the Gion District on one of the many occasions we were lost.
Note it was 33 degrees (celcius) that day.
And we ran into this little Kitty too
We were only in Kyoto long enough to hit a few of the main sites, but it's a great walking city and if you find a well situated hotel, you can walk around to many sites.  The temples, however you would have to get to by bus or taxi.

27.11.10

Our trip to Japan -Tsukiji Fish Market

Ever since I discovered Hello Kitty at age 8, I dreamed of going to Japan.  Back then I imagined it to be a sea of pink Sanrio stickers and dolls and notebooks and smelly erasers and all that crap that makes an 8 year old asian kid's heart beat faster.  But as an adult I just became fascinated by the culture and history of the country, and it stayed at the top of the list of places I wanted to visit.

In September, it finally happened!  We took a 2 week trip to Japan visiting the cities of Kyoto, Osaka, and Nara, and of course Tokyo.  And it did not disappoint.  Thought I would just do a couple of posts about our trip.

If you were planning a similar itinerary to ours, my first tip would be to fly into either Tokyo or Osaka and then fly out of the other if the flights are available out of your city.  We flew in and out of Tokyo, which meant there was an extra 3 hour train ride that we had to make which could have been avoided had we booked into Osaka and out of Tokyo.  Not a huge deal but when time is of the essence, the less moving around the better.


We got to the airport 4 hours before our flight, a bit ahead of the recommended 2.5 hours for international flights but SO worth it as we got the emergency exit row.  I don't know who was happier, me or Dave.  For the 13 hour flight, it was a real luxury to have the extra leg room.  I'm not saying I need extra leg room, but when your husband is 6 foot 2, you always get the middle seat and there is always a big leg in front of you.


I'm sure you've heard stories of how clean Japan is.  This is at the train station at the Narita Airport where you catch the train that takes you into Tokyo (about $30 for a 45 minute ride, my understanding is that a cab ride can cost up to $200 or more).  LOOK AT THE FLOOR (not at Dave).  This is a TRAIN STATION.  Clearly the 3 second rule for food that falls on the ground doesn't apply here.  You can just park it next to what you've dropped and eat it off the floor.

Our first morning in Tokyo, we woke up at 5am (jetlag I love you) and as that gave us some time to kill before our 12pm train ride to Kyoto, it was the perfect time to go to the famous Tsukiji Fish Market.  I would recommend doing this on one of your earlier days of arriving since you will undoubtable be up early due to the time difference and the early morning is when the market is hopping with action.  Ships start arriving at 3am and the tuna auction (now closed the the public), is at 5am.

Action in front of one of the many big fish market hangars



Dave's new friend


Apparently they are not concerned that styrofoam is not biodegradable

Dave had a sushi breakfast there (not that day but later in the trip) and said it was incredible.

Tips for the fish market:
  • Go early in your trip when you'll be waking up early from jet lag
  • No open toed shoes (seriously the ground is wet with fish goo and fish juice)
  • Long pants/jeans not recommended (for the same reason as above) unless you roll them WAY up
  • You will see things so gross you won't even want to take pictures for fear of nightmares later in life.

24.11.10

Checking the mailbox

Our mail does not get delivered to our door.  It gets delivered to a communal mailbox for our building which is about half a block away from our door.  Which means we check the mail about once a week.   It's usually all flyers and junk so its not really worth the trip in most cases.

But I have been checking the mail everyday for a week now because last week I ordered this magazine.


And I am dying to get it.  I must know how to make that quilt on the front.  Regardless of the fact that I have only made one tiny quilt with only straight lines before.  And regardless of the fact that said quilt is still not finished.  And regardless of the fact that I will probably never make this amazing hexagon quilt.

I just have to know.

I'm obsessed with the idea of quilting and have been hoarding all sorts of fabrics to start quilting.  I have  imposed a rule that I can't buy any more fabric until I make at least one quilt.  I hate rules.

Those little owls in the corner are pretty cute too.

Want. Magazine. Now.

21.11.10

The Squirrel's Workshop

I have a confession to make.

I am a hoarder.

I can't throw anything away for fear that I will need it one day.  Like those size 26 jeans that I can't even get a toe in any more.  I'm like "Well you never know!"  As an aside, in my twenties, all I had to do to lose 5 lbs was skip lunch.  Now I gain 5 lbs from looking at a slice of cheesecake.  Ah youth.

Anyways, back to my problem.  I am precariously close to being featured on one of those hoarding shows on TV.  The problem is made worse by the fact that I have a bunch of different hobbies I've picked up in the last few years (when I was unemployed, a different story altogether), like are sewing and knitting.  Both require a lot of supplies, and nothing brings more joy to the hoarder than the word "supplies".

n. pl. sup·plies
1. The act of supplying.
2. Something that is or can be supplied.
3. An amount available or sufficient for a given use; stock.
4. Materials or provisions stored and dispensed when needed. Often used in the plural.


We're only interested in definition 4, which means I STORE it because I NEED it.

Now that we have that straight, on to my work area.  I use that term loosely because it is such a disaster that I can't actually do any work there.  My mom recently came over and as my work area also doubles as our guest room, she was treated to a lovely sight.  I apologized for the mess and she just laughed and said that's what a squirrel's workshop looks like.  Because squirrels are hoarders too.

This weekend I hit the point where I couldn't deal with the squirrel's workshop any longer.  It took me all day yesterday but I made it a workable space again.

BEFORE (so embarrassing):




AFTER:




It's not perfect, but I feel like I can breathe again.

20.11.10

When I say my husband's not handy....

I mean for real....the man is not handy

From: Not handy Husband
Date: Sat, 20 Nov 2010 20:48:05 -0500
To: Husband's handy friend
Subject:

Is there something like a brick sealer? In our house upstairs second bedroom, the brick turns white and starts chipping off, like rust. I don't know nothin. Make yourself useful please.


FromHusband's handy friend
ToNot handy Husband
Sent: Sat Nov 20 20:58:26 2010
Subject: Re: 

Is it the brick or the mortar that's turning white?

Sent wirelessly from my BlackBerry device on the Bell network.

From: Not handy Husband
Date: Sat, 20 Nov 2010 21:12:58 -0500
To: Husband's handy friend
Subject: Re:

Wtf does that mean? What's mortar?


From: Husband's handy friend 


To: Not handy Husband

Sent: Sat Nov 20 21:15:23 2010
Subject: Re: 

The stuff in between the bricks.

Sent wirelessly from my BlackBerry device on the Bell network.

In his defense, not handy Husband is really good with spreadsheets.

Testing one...two...three

Okay, so this is blog take three...or maybe four.  I've tried to start blogging many times in the past but always abandoned it and deleted all posts.  Or at least I think I've deleted them, out there in cyber space is probably a graveyard of posts that I think are gone and probably still exist.  Which could be embarrassing.  Luckily I have no aspirations to become president.

I used to keep a diary, many many diaries.  And then in a fit of madness one day in my twenties, I threw them all away -  which makes me really sad.  I would love to re-read then now, especially since I seem to have some major holes in my memory these days.  Although I think a lot of entries were kind of mean and usually written when I was really pissed about something.

Anyways.  Welcome.  I'm a (slightly) nicer person now.  Watch me shop, make, bitch and moan.  I know I'm getting older, but wiser is debatable.