I'm about 6 foot tall with a long pair of arms. Remember that.
Sunday morning, we left Matsuda. I don't really have to go about
my feelings for that place. We met Isami at about half 7 and wondered up to the
train station, and after a series of changes, we ended up on a bullet train.
(Skip on if you don't like my child-related anecdotes) Leeds is
about half an hours drive from York, so I used to go there a lot with my
grandparents as a child, and one of my favourite things there was the National
Railway Museum (my grandmother looked seriously saddened when there was the
possibility of it being shut down), and in there, one of the focal points of
the museums was that it was I believe the only, if not not, one of the few
places in Britain that had a Bullet Train, and man, that thing was bad-ass. The
photos are on Katie's camera. Bollocks.
When we got to the platform, I jumped around like a child a little
bit and scared some Japanese people probably BUT I DON'T CARE MAN BULLET TRAINS
RULE. I ate apple ice-cream (actually really tasty, I thought it would taste
awful) and wrote the post about my home-stay with Jinkawas and then got sad and
listened to Owen (his new album is killer) which didn't help whatsoever.
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We finally got to Sendai, and headed to Date FM, apparently a
rather large radio company that broadcasts to about half a million Japanese
people, which is alright I suppose. We went into a board room with lots of
Japanese people interested in radio (a few of which are here with us in
Ichinomaki <HI GUYS!>). Turns out we were getting an hour long special.
Again, it was kinda alright I suppose (If you haven't worked it out yet, I'm
one of the most sarcastic people you will ever meet). We went through what we'd
be talking about on air, and me and Lottie would be talking about our
experience with radio. So we started planning some little things, and then I
had my first ever Bento Box. THOSE THINGS ARE THE COOLEST THINGS EVER (I'm
looking at you Mum hint hint).
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Badass, righ? |
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We've totally got groupies, man |
We played Woods. I think that’s my favourite song out of our set.
We packed up, and were asked to take all the biscuits (I love
Japanese people), and got on to the bus towards Ishinomaki, which took the best
part of an hour. I fell asleep, and I’m about 96% sure some pictures were taken
of me and I did something embarrassing whilst I slept, but I don’t know what
they were (Side note – I think we’re making a behind the scenes DVD and calling
it “Access Baggage”)
I woke up as the
stop pulled outside some shop front that was being used as an office for the
‘Stand Up’ festival.
I should also
remind you, Ishinomaki was one of the worst hit areas by the tsunami 2 years
ago.
After I spoke to
some of the people inside the office, we stepped back on to the bus, and we
were given a tour of Ishinomaki. Downtown Ishinomaki is having to be completely
rebuilt, and there are floors of stones were homes used to be. We were then
taken to a park for temporary housing.
They were modern
slums for a developed country.
We then started
talking some of the residents. It turns out that of the 50 people living there,
23 used to be cooks, now unemployed because there places of work were
destroyed.
I refer you back
to my quote from yesterday, however, ‘the idea of community will be something
displayed in a museum’. These people had become incredibly close to each other,
It’s literally a tale of two cities – one city has been wiped out, whereas the
other has become a closer bunched group of people. It’s incredibly admirable,
and makes me ashamed that there is really no such thing in Britain.bA lot of
communities, little cohesion.
We then went to
what seemed like a cross between a temple and village hall, where we met two
old men. They talked about how the fishing business had been almost completely
been demolished. But where they sad and do nothing about it? No. I remind you,
these are pensioners, who visibly find it harder to be active compared to us.
A ‘company’ is a
bad word to use, but they started one to help children cope with the after
effects of the tsunami. They said that when they were children, their parents
or grandparents didn’t teach them how to play, they taught themselves. So they started
a group so that children would be played with, and would be cheered up, and
would lighten the effects. Someone said today “When a child smiles, an adult
does too”, and this is the product of a pensioner. Even through translation,
you still felt the man’s passion when he said
“I will do this till I die”.
That's the sense of community here, its totally selfless, its all for the greater good.
We bowed and said our arrigatos, and then we hunted for some food.... and accidentally stumbled into a karaoke bar. Alex likes karaoke. However, the machine was in Japanese and Eugene put Japanese music on. We sang Christmas carols. It was bizarre. I also had cow tongue and deep fried green bean. I can't begin to explain how bizarre this was.
But then on the walk home, the reality of where we were set in again. Ishinomaki is a ghost town. Emptied buildings, no street lights, car-less streets. When we got to the bottom of the stairs of the hostel where we are staying, there was a line, where everything below was painted blue. I tried reaching for the top. I couldn't reach.
I'm about 6 foot tall with a long pair of arms. Remember that.
“I will do this till I die”.
That's the sense of community here, its totally selfless, its all for the greater good.
We bowed and said our arrigatos, and then we hunted for some food.... and accidentally stumbled into a karaoke bar. Alex likes karaoke. However, the machine was in Japanese and Eugene put Japanese music on. We sang Christmas carols. It was bizarre. I also had cow tongue and deep fried green bean. I can't begin to explain how bizarre this was.
But then on the walk home, the reality of where we were set in again. Ishinomaki is a ghost town. Emptied buildings, no street lights, car-less streets. When we got to the bottom of the stairs of the hostel where we are staying, there was a line, where everything below was painted blue. I tried reaching for the top. I couldn't reach.
I'm about 6 foot tall with a long pair of arms. Remember that.
Another work of genius Niall!
ReplyDeleteGood work Niall, but be warned, Bezzer is reading it............
ReplyDeleteGreat post Niall
ReplyDeleteI want pictures of all your notebooks!!
Niall, thanks for the blogs, which we are following religiously. We are enthralled by the insights into Japanese life but more so by the effects that the whole trip have had on everyone on the trip. Keep up the good work.
ReplyDeleteThis is making fascinating reading, it's fantastic! I hope everybody is getting as much out of it as Niall seems to be. From Jacintha Ball
ReplyDeleteThis post is haunting, Niall. I am so very proud of you xxx
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