Simply Be Present

Having arrived to America exactly one week ago, I feel quite settled now, but there is definitely a lot I have to say about my summer experience in Japan.

My flight was scheduled to depart the Osaka Itami Airport at 8am Friday morning.  In preparation for this I started meeting with my friends to enjoy a last meal together for the summer.  The week before my departure I had dinner with Zhang-San, a pleasant dinner in which we discussed many great things about our lives, the future, entrepreneurship, etc.  I was very happy and excited, yet sad simultaneously.  As I listened to Zhang-San talking about his plans and experiences, and I responded positively, amazed by all the great things we talked about and planned, I had a feeling of helplessness.  I wanted to stay in this place, yet I had to return.  I also wanted to be back in America with my friends, I missed them terribly.

I did not say “Goodbye” at the end, but rather “Mata ne!”, “we’ll meet again!”  I returned home that Sunday night with a lot of mixed emotions about leaving Japan.  This would be something that would continue to intensify as the week approached an end.

That Friday I met with Meru-San for the last time this summer.  It was then that it started to hit me, there would not be another epic adventure to visit some random place in Japan anytime soon.  There would be no more jumping pictures in front of interesting buildings.  There would be no more waking up at 6am to meet with other yawning friends excited to go and run, jump, walk, eat all around Japan for the weekend and then try to recover during the week without falling asleep at work.  Those days were coming to an end for the summer, and I was to miss them.

Saturday I visited my friend Masato-San in Tokyo.  I can’t begin to describe how it felt to spend these two days with him.  I was able to experience a Japanese “riot”, or rather people yelling on the streets at each other because of a controversy over the Yasukuni Shrine.  As everything in Japan, it was shocking for me to see the way people behaved and the conflict developed.  It was the most peaceful encounter I could have imagined.

That weekend I was also able to meet a few great people in Tokyo, and I realized that yes, there are very nice people all around Japan.  Masato-San and I joined a few of his friends for dinner, and it was very comforting to talk to them.  They were all so nice and friendly; I still can’t get over it.  So much niceness!

Although we joined Masato-San’s friends during their dinner, we didn’t dine with them, but rather went to have sushi at a place nearby — real sushi.  And my god that was delicious.  I had many different kinds of sushi, and also tempura, and it was just fantastic.  After sushi we walked around Ebisu, which is where Masato-San lives — it’s a very nice area.

I stayed over at his place, and the next day we talked and stayed at his apartment until it was time for me to go meet Tamaki-San, with whom I spent a lovely afternoon.  After walking around and having a nice time with Tamaki-San, I returned to Osaka in the Shinkansen, and with this I finally got in the mindset of departing Japan… it was my last week in Osaka for the summer.

My last week went by real fast.  Tuesday I met with Koji-San, a very special and smart kid whom I’m looking forward to meeting with again and working with in the future.  He really treated me and Meru-San as friends and made us feel very welcome in Japan.  We met on multiple occasions to get lunch and dinner; traveled together a few times during the weekends, and always had a great time.  And by god we ate so many parfaits, which probably kept me from losing more weight than I did.  Koji-San really made my Japan experience unforgettable and unique.  His humble and energetic spirit struck me, and I definitely learned a lot just by spending time with him and Meru-San.  Oh we did make a very nice & dynamic trio.

After my Tuesday meeting with Koji-San, Wednesday was my last day in lab.  My labmates organized a farewell party for me and the PI (Principal Investigator) came over for a while and talked to me.  I had a chance to talk to my labmates and say goodbye to many people, and they gave me yet another gift.  Just a week before, my birthday, my labmates had given me multiple gifts and had organized for me a small party.  I was surprised that they took the time and energy to organize yet another one of these just for me.  I was also invited to go out and drink, which was a very nice gesture from them.  About 10 people joined in for drinking that night, and I was very grateful for everything…

I went back home, finished packing, and the next day simply returned a few things, cleaned up my apartment, and then finally departed Japan… On my way to the airport I was thrilled and saddened.  I was looking forward to meeting my old-friends, but I couldn’t help feeling sad leaving such a magnificent place, full of wonderful people.

As I heard the train announcement in Japanese… “Next is Osaka Airport…” all the images about my summer experiences were flashing through my mind.  I relived the moment when I first landed in Japan, going through immigration and trying to put my 2 years of Japanese education into good use.  Arriving at Osaka for the first time, seeing my apartment, my first experience in an internet café, the ramen shop near my apartment in which I would have many bowls of ramen throughout the summer.  I remembered meeting with Meru-San, Kim-San, Green-San, Nix-San, Lee-San, etc, for the first time.  Also making new friends, Koji-San and Naoki-San, Zhang-San and Tamaki-San, my labmates, and many more.

I stumbled as I got off the train, and with a tear in my eye I turned around and said to Japan, mata ne~  Okay, I may be exaggerating, I did not have a tear in my eye, but I sure felt like I did.

(There is another post coming soon, cause this doesn’t even start to express how I felt coming back to America, and this is already long enough for now…)

(This is a continuation to my previous blog entry)

Having spent a bit of money on clothes, Meru-San and I decided to wear our new outfits in the afternoon.  We walked back to my apartment and that’s when I opened my bags and changed.  This, however, was a whole experience on its own.

The Japanese employees at clothing stores pack things similarly to the Apple way, which makes opening a product almost as exciting as using it for the first time.  I looked at my bag, with it’s plastic “rain wrap” and removed it, then cut the little piece of tape that sealed a piece of my bag, and proceeded to open the bag.  Inside were my clothes, carefully folded and wrapped with yet another plastic wrap.  Is this a bit wasteful?  No, it’s VERY wasteful.  I’m sure that if you bring the “green” squad from America to Japan they will go around giving everyone reusable bags big enough so people can fit clothes and food in the same bag.  Yes, Japan is wasteful.  That being said, it was awesome to open my ‘gift’.

After that I put on my new clothes, which were a bit expensive but you could feel the quality.  You can ask Ashley-San, she was touching my clothes inappropriately during our ride to Nipponbashi.

Which bring me to my next point, prostitutes and Maid’s Café! Wait, that’s two points…  let me explain the first one first.  Juso, where I live, is this place in Osaka that is quite known for having a lot of Pachinko places and for a big male entertainment area.  This is probably why I have been asked by women standing in front of the train station if I want a massage, at 2am .  Meru-San was waiting for me in front of the train station on Friday afternoon and she saw a few people walk by and look at her a bit… strangely.  In a “omg look at you” kind of way.  Apparently one of this men, an older man, came back after a bit and asked her where she was from, and then “いくら” or… “how much?!”  Oh my god, that is one good moment to say “はずかしい” (embarrassing).

On related news, two women were arrested at a massage parlor, like a ‘legit’ place, for touching inappropriately policemen working undercover.  Now that’s a job I’m sure many policemen wouldn’t mind doing.

So… where was I?  Right, Maid’s Café.  Meru-San and I changed into our newly purchased clothes and then met with Ashley-San, Ben-San, and two of Ben-San co-workers to go down to Nipponbashi and check out a maid’s café.  The concept behind these cafes is that you are served by ladies that look pretty much like anime characters.  Here is a picture (borrowed from Meru-San’s post) that should help you figure out what this looks like.

That guy in front of the maid is Ben-San — he didn’t seem too enchanted by her look.  The concept is that these ladies just come around and serve you, and if you want you can pay to be entertained by them… which means they come to your table and simply talk to you, I’m guessing, I didn’t inquire much.  I heard you can also pay to get a massage from them in a massage room they have.  Japanese people are quite interesting.

Also, if you order something from the menu with a heart by its side, you know there is some attention included with that dish.  An example is Ashley-San’s dish, which was an omelette rice.  It looked like a plain omelette on top of rice when it first arrived at the table, but then the maid grabbed a bottle of ketchup and she did MAGIC.

You see that?  At the bottom is the maid’s signature.  There’s like… a dog drawn over the ome rice.  Now that is some skill right there.

After this fantastic late lunch experience, we walked around Nipponbashi and randomly entered a store that was FULL of yaoi.  That was interesting, particularly since there were so many women looking through piles and piles of it.

That afternoon we took the train back to see the Hanabi (Fireworks) in Osaka.  It was quite a show, except for the part in which we were expecting fireworks (and so did a million other people) just to not get the memo that we were in the wrong place.  But then we just walked around and there were random fireworks all over the place.  It was quite good cause it wasn’t crowded all in one place, but rather people could walk around and randomly see fireworks all over the place.

After the Hanabi we had dinner around the area, and it was quite tasty.  Here is a picture of a few of the MANY things we ate:

If you want to see other pictures from the day, here is the album!

Omar

Having been two months now in Japan, there is one thing I’m sure I will miss more than anything else when I fly back to the United States, the excellence in customer service. Every morning as I walk to the train station, I stop at the convenience store (conbini) a block down from my apartment to buy my morning snack or breakfast. As I walk into the store I soon hear several employees yell out “Irassyamase” (Welcome!) simply to acknowledge my presence in the store, even if the employees are busy at the moment arranging products or moving something. They welcome me with happily and with enthusiasm, not lazily. Are they faking their happiness? I don’t know, but my moods are lifted immediately as I reply “Ohayou Gozaimasu” (Good morning!) to everyone and no one in particular.

I go to the stand and grab a rice ball (onigiri) and a bottle of cold tea and as I approach the registers I’m smiled at and welcomed again. If there’s someone paying at the moment and the other register machine was closed, an employee rushes his way to it and soon tells me to pay there. It doesn’t matter if the other person who is paying only has one item and will probably be done in 10 seconds, there is this employee rushing his way to allow me to save 10 seconds of my morning. He or she smiles and asks if it is okay to put both items in the same bag. If I happen to get something to eat that is supposed to be warmed up they offer to microwave it for me at the moment! They also include a pair of chopsticks and a toothpick in the bag so that I can eat my food without worrying about such details. I can walk out of the convenience store with my breakfast (or lunch) already warmed up and with everything I need to eat it comfortably, no need to worry about any small details. Furthermore, these convenience stores with such excellent service are open 24/7 in most instances, and are located all around Japan.

I could experience this great customer service on several occasions this past Saturday morning, when I went with Meru-San to get a haircut and then do some shopping. It was my first haircut in Japan, after I had been here for two months, so my hair was out and wild. I was a bit scared, I must admit, mostly because my hair has some curliness, and that is something most hairdressers in Japan don’t have to deal with, ever. Meru-San and I wend to Umeda, a nice area with two big shopping malls, and we just walked around the stores for a while. The feeling was great, everywhere things were so neatly arranged that you just felt happy and willing to buy.

After a while we finally went down to the street level and found a salon for my haircut. We saw there was a price list on front, so we went to look at it and a woman quickly came out to help us. There were several options, and I quickly chose the first ‘package’ which included everything, pretty much. The lady helping us told me that it would be another 40 minutes before my turn, and I told her it was fine and we just walked in to look at haircut catalogs. Meru-San and I looked at them, but only really looked at the “Very Short” section because anything longer than that would be considered long hair, and with my curly hair that wouldn’t work. We found three styles that looked pretty similar and that would work on me, so we picked one and then just looked around the salon at what was going on. Meru-San noticed the guy working in front of us and his “flaming hair” and told me, “I’m sure the guy with the flaming hair will be the one, you’ll see.”

Well, it so happens that the other person cutting hair next to him finished doing what he was doing, and instead of calling out my name he just went and started cleaning a few things, and hanging around. When the guy with the “flaming hair” finished his work with the other guy, he went to the register and I heard him ask the lady there “Oma? Omar?”, so Meru-San and I looked at each other and laughed. The guy with the flaming hair was definitely the awesome guy cutting my hair that morning.

He approached me with a smile and called out “Omar-san!” while pointing to the super nice and comfortable chair I was going to be sitting for the morning. He then proceeded to ask me a few questions, and try to explain in English what I didn’t understand, and then gave me a nice cold towel to clean my hands while he got ready for my haircut. Since Meru-San wanted to watch while I got my haircut, the lady that helped us initially brought a chair so she could sit and watch! Crazy.

The stylist shampooed my hair, and then proceeded to cut. Before he did this, however, he held a little box in front of me so I could place my glasses there during the haircut! I have never, ever, seen a hairstylist hold out a specific box for eyeglasses before. It is great what this Japanese pay attention to, I thought.

He cut, cut, cut hair. I had enough to make a carpet out of it, Meru-san pointed out. After he cut all that hair, he styled it a little bit so I could see it styled, and he looked at me a bit nervous while I put my glasses on so I could judge. It was great! I was so happy, I looked and it was great, and Meru-San nodded in approval. He looked very happy and relieved, and then proceeded to shampoo my hair well to remove the cut hair, and to allow me to look beautiful, of course.

He then proceeded to the shave, and that was fantastic, honestly. He placed some nice, warm towels on my face and allowed them to soothe my skin. He then put nice, warm shaving cream on my face, all over the place, and then proceeded to shape my eyebrows, shave, and, to my big shock and surprise, trim the hair in my nostrils! I almost started laughing when I realized what he was doing and what Meru-San would be thinking while watching!

After he finished all this he put a hydrating mask on my face while he massaged my arms and shoulders. Then he told me to lean forward and he massaged my back too! Now this, my friends, is quality service. Once he was done I was feeling great, and I was so happy I couldn’t really stop smiling and being happy. This random guy approached Meru-san to tell her that he graduated from MIT in 2002, and to tell us to enjoy our time in Osaka! The world is a tiny, tiny place.

After my haircut, shampoo, shave, eyebrow and nostril trimming session, and my massage, I paid a grand total of less than $50. I was so happy paying that, I pay more for a haircut in Boston. When we were about to leave, the stylist that cut my hair gave us his business card, which indicated he was actually the “salon manager”. As we were walking out he told the lady in front that we were going shopping, and she actually walked us to the shopping mall next to the salon. Yet another way in which the Japanese show their attention to detail and customer service.

Meru-San and I then went and we both got an outfit. We were both going for nice looking Japanese outfits, so we walked around and bought and outfit each. A bit pricey, it was, but worth it, it also was. The service in those stores was also magnificent, but I’ll just summarize it by saying that they package things magnificently before they give them to you, and they don’t give them to you until they walk you to the exit of the store. Oh, and they put a plastic wrap over my bag because it was raining out. <3

After this Meru-San and I went to my apartment and we changed into our newly purchased clothes before the afternoon…

Another entry about that coming soon, with stories including our experience at a maids café (you get served by cute little women), our random stop at a place full of yaoi (female oriented homo stories), chasing the hanabi around osaka, amazing dinner, and Meru-San’s cost in the Japanese market.

I know you’re intrigued. ^^

Last week flew by, I barely had a chance to realize what day of the week it was when, suddenly, it was Saturday! Monday I was resting up from the weekend before (Himeji Trip and Osaka Visit with Meru-san et al.) I was so tired in lab that at some point I had to run a gel to check my DNA product, and I completely forgot about it until it was too late, which means that my DNA product was there for too long and as a result it left the Gel and was swimming around somewhere in the vast pool of solution. This, if you don’t know, it’s not a good thing because I pretty much wasted my DNA product.

Anyway, I had enough DNA product to run another gel and save it, so it wasn’t too bad. After that I came home and took a long nap.
Tuesday and Wednesday flew by, particularly Wednesday since I had nothing to do and left lab promptly at 5pm. The reason I didn’t have anything to do is because all the things I have to do require me to come in to lab the following day, and Thursday and Friday was the lab trip!

Our lab has an annual trip in which people take a day-ish off work and just relax together, play sports, stay at some hotel/villages and simply enjoy each others company. Here is how things happened this year.

Thursday morning we met at 10:30am at the bus station in Kobe, which is 30 minutes away from where I live by train. From there we took a bus for ~1:30 hours to Awaji Island (淡路島) which means that we crossed over the longest suspension bridge in the world (The one I saw with Meru-san last weekend)! We arrived at this nice resort complex in which we all had lunch, and after that changed into our ‘sportswear’ and went down to play tennis, volleyball and badminton. This was a lot of fun, and for some reason I had this surge of energy that allowed me to play non-stop for hours. One advantage of being a foreigner in Japan is that chances are there aren’t many people taller than you when playing volleyball. ^_^

After playing for hours, we went up and moved our luggage (which was being stored in a room) to the villages we would spend the night at. The villages were really nice, and I regret not having taken pictures of them. You can, however, enjoy the professionally taken and quite representative pictures of the resort at their slideshow here.

Each village had a common room with a TV, two tatami rooms, and a nice bathroom. They were quite spacious, and since we were assigned to be around 5 people per village, it was great. The tatami rooms were equipped with a couple of futon mattresses stored in the closet, pillows, nice comforters, etc. I looked around the village, and after that got ready to go bath. And yes, we did bath in an onzen again.

I don’t know if you remember when I mentioned the onzen experience, but an onzen is pretty much a public bathing place. Since I bathed in one of those during the Kyoto trip, this time it felt a lot more normal/natural. The onzen at this resort was much nicer, and when I went in I actually enjoyed the experience a lot. There was the ‘showering’ places where you go sit on a plastic sit about one foot tall and use all the shampoo you want and soap to get extra clean. After that there were several places to go. Once we were clean and showered, we went into a minty bath room. The water was blue, and when you opened the door to that room it felt like you were trying to get high on listerine. The water also looked like listerine, THAT shade of blue.

I got in there, and it was actually quite pleasant. It was very refreshing, and I felt very clean. After getting out of there I went to the sauna and sat there for a few minutes. Then I got into a cold bath, which was ~15 degrees celcius, and after that a warm bath which was 30-something degrees celcius. After this I went back to dry myself with a towel, and then there was an area to style your hair. They had hair dryers and hair product, and there were big mirrors so you could be narcissistic and make yourself look beautiful. It was quite an experience.

After the onzen’s bonding experience, we all headed to dinner which was BBQ! It was delicious, delicious, delicious, and there was so much food that my table had to make a sacrifice and eat massive amounts of food so there were no leftovers. I’m not even kidding you, each table had two trays, one with meat and the other with vegetables, and my table inherited the leftovers of 3 other tables, which was half of each of their trays! I was there thinking about what my grandma would say if this food was wasted, and since I knew that would not be nice I convinced everyone in my table to keep eating. We successfully ate 2.5 trays of meat, and then could barely walk to the fireworks.

Did I say fireworks? Yes, it’s summer, which means that everyone in Japan likes to play with fireworks. And it’s not illegal here to just buy fireworks and go to an open space and light them up! Well, to be honest I’m not sure what the regulations are, but I’m sure they are not very strict. Our lab got a bunch of fireworks, and they were so many that by the end everyone was lighting up a whole bunch of them at the same time so we could actually use them up ~

After the fireworks was the “after party” in one of the villages, in this case the one I was staying at, and this means that everyone in the trip got together to drink and socialize all night. How long this lasted, I’m not sure, because at around 12:45am my energy source for the day shut down, and I was starting to fall asleep while talking to people. A few people noticed, and one of them, who was also really tired (his eyes were red) told me that it was fine to go upstairs and sleep. I looked around, and the stairs were right in front of me, so I crawled upstairs, yes, I did crawl, and the tired guy (whom I call “King-Kun”) followed me, and right after him “Masaya-san” followed. Withing 10 minutes I was sound asleep on a great futon mattress, quite comfortable. What happened from there, I don’t know, until the morning when Boot-san woke us up to go to breakfast.

During breakfast I found out that apparently our room the night before was really cold. “Did you sleep well?”, Boot-san asked, and I quickly said: “of course!”. Masaya-san then pointed out that I “could go to sleep really fast, huh? EVEN WHEN IT IS COLD!” I found this quite amusing, and so did the people around me, and I proceeded to explain that I did not think it was all that cold. We at home did like to set the A/C at night at 18 degrees Celsius and turn on the fan at the same time, cause we were wasteful kids like that! So don’t come tell me that an A/C set to 19 degrees Celsius stopped your from sleeping well, cause if that’s the case you obviously need to learn some lessons by living with my siblings. ~

Breakfast was delicious, there was rice, a few vegetables that I don’t even know what they were, two pieces of what seemed to be an egg-thing, a clam soup, and I don’t know what else. Also really good tea.

After breakfast we went back to the village and took naps, and right after that went to make Udon from scratch! That was fun, especially the part in which I was jumping on a bag with our floury-thing to make it all stick together and get this pizza like shape. The whole thing was quite awesome, and after finishing that we got to actually eat the Udon we made for lunch, and it was really good! I must say, eating noodles/Udon/etc. in Japan is so much more fun than in America, cause here it’s expected that you will make slurpy noises while eating them, while in America (and many other places) that is considered to be rude. I was so happy slurping down my noodles, and in the back of my head I was replaying with satisfaction all those times my mom told me to “stop making those noises while you eat!” and these beautiful memories allowed me to fully enjoy the moment. I love Japan.

After the Udon lunch we all headed back to the bus to Sannomiya and then took the train back home. I was home by 4pm Friday, and guess what, America, Monday is a holiday! That means that I don’t go back to work until Tuesday, after having been in a lab trip Thursday and Friday. This is good.

Oh, when I got back home Friday I couldn’t help but take a nap cause I was really tired. Also, all that energy I had the day before while playing sports, my body started complaining about all that physical activity and even now, two days later, every time I move in one way or the other I can feel my muscles screaming “let me rest, go to sleep!” So I’ve been pretty much a vegetable today, stayed at home all day, but soon I’ll be heading out to dinner with friends.

Oh, for lunch today I had eel over rice. Did I mention that I love eel? It’s so good that I’m willing to pay 3 times as much for two pieces of eel sushi than I would have to pay for most other ’2-pieces’ of sushi when I go to that rotating sushi place. Well today I went to the conbini to see what they were offering for lunch, and there they were, sets of eel over white rice! I got a lunch set and it was quite delicious. I do think that next time I might instead go to the sushi place, cause price/quality seems to be better there.

This entry has gotten quite long, pictures to come up soon through facebook.

[UPDATE: If you want to read a real entry about this past weekend, Meru-san did a super awesome job talking about it. You should go read her entry, it's far more entertaining than the half-sleepy one I wrote down here...

Entry is here: http://cmarketinjapan.blogspot.com/2009/07/thats-embarrassing-is-it-really.html]

This weekend was fantastic, I had a blast and, as a result, today I’m totally sleepy at work. This is becoming a new trend, weeks are to rest from the weekend… I’m loving it.

Friday night I went home earlyish, and met with Meru-San and a few others for dinner that night. After dinner I went back home and at some point at around 12:30-1am I went to bed, just so I could wake up at 7:00am to meet up with Ben-san and Sharps-San at 7:35 am by the station and head over to Himeji! On the way there we met with Meru-San in Sannomiya Station, and then with Ashley-San in Himeji. We were now the fantastic 5, cause 4 were not enough.

Once at Himeji we went to the Himeji Castle, which, if you remember the Osaka Castle, this one was twice as awesome. The castle was big, as in big big, and it had something new to see every time you turned around. For some reason there were some big, open spaces that inspired me to kick. I just wanted to kick, and so I did. Unfortunately there were no TKDers with me to kick paddles, but that’s exactly what I felt like doing.

I kept going, my urge to kick restrained, and we then visited a garden, which was pretty pretty, and after that we went to the TEMPLE! The temple was majestic, I loved it, and it made me want to do some meditation. But when we saw that part of the temple we recognized from “The Last Samurai”, Meru-San and I just had to do it…:

Now that was epic. We had ice-cream before all this, so we couldn’t stay still.

After that we went to see the biggest suspension bridge in the world, then had dinner, and finally after that returned home.

Sunday I went to Osaka and met up with Meru-San, Naoki-San, and Koji-San!!! So awesome. We walked around Osaka, went to a few places (mall, arcade, okonomiyaki restaurant for lunch, parfait place for dessert), it was amazing!~

The arcade was so cool, Koji-San won on our Mario Kart race. The lunch was so delicious I’m still crying of happiness. And the parfaits, oh the parfaits. That was happiness inside ice-cream. You can ask Meru-San.

There are pictures posted on facebook of both the trip to Himeji and the Sunday trip around Osaka. The link to the pictures is HERE. Enjoy!

Written: July 10, 2009

It’s Friday again! I’m surprised at how fast this week went by, mostly because I actually have not worked all that much. The thing is, Monday night I was really tired for some reason, and I slept a lot, but I woke up Tuesday morning not feeling well… I went to work and by 4pm I was on my way back home. I had fever & stomach issues (insert very sad smiley face here).

I spent all Tuesday afternoon cleansing my system, eating nothing but a bit of bread and rice, and drinking a whole lot of Pocari Sweat and some of THIS, which made me really feel better. Wednesday morning I just had a little fever, so my body wasn’t weak or hurting anymore, but I still had quite an upset stomach. My stomach was fierce. It was kind of sad… I spent all day at home just recovering.

Since all of Wednesday was spent at home browsing the internet and resting, it messed up my perception of the week. Thursday I went back to work and realized, “oh my god it’s THURSDAY!” The realization that the weekend was about to arrive hit me strong and I just got so psyched that the day flew by. Today is Friday and Meru-san is coming to Osaka to a conference/meeting, and then we are going to hang out! It’ll be fantastic. I’m looking forward to it.

Tomorrow I’m going to Himeji! I’m going to see fantastic things like Meru-san’s excited face seeing the Himeji Castle AND the Engyoji Temple~! (That’s the place where they filmed The Last Samurai!)

So that will be my Saturday, lots of hanging out with Meru-san so far, huh? Well, Sunday I will have some more Meru-san cause she is coming back to Osaka so we can explore the CITY. Did I mention that I love Meru-San? This weekend will be great, I’ll post tons of pictures of whatever I see and write a lengthy entry about it.

Now, something I haven’t mentioned about the Japanese. Here in Japan, a lot of mothers let their kids wander down the sidewalk out of their reach and don’t panic like mother’s would in America. This might be a reflection of the country being safer than, say, Boston. It gives me a warm feeling just to see kids walking down the sidewalk like they are big boys and suddenly stopping to look at a pretty bird on a tree. Kids are cute.

Another thing I’ve realized is that a lot of mothers take their kids to day cares on bikes. It’s awesome to walk to campus in the morning and see all these mothers arriving in front of the day care on their bikes and the kids sitting behind them in the child sit. These kids are not really all that ‘secured’ so to speak, I’m pretty sure that if the kid wanted he/she could set themselves free. I’m quite sure cause I saw a mother stop, put both legs down to balance the bike and say to her kid: “Okay, go!” and the kid just jumped out of her seat! I was like, WOOOO! That’s a kid, right there!

I feel like parents in Japan just put more trust on their kids, whereas parents in America are probably too pressured to not let anything happen to their kid that they end up guiding each one of their steps. I remember when I was growing up and my grandma was taking care of me… I would go out to the backyard and make a mess out of myself… but hey, I had fun! Then she would peak out and see me covered in mud and dirt and she would just yell “OMAR!!! Come here, now!” and then wash all the dirt down with the water-hose! If I didn’t have extra clothes that day at her place I would then borrow my cousin’s or just an over-sized shirt from one of my uncles and wear that. Then I would go to sleep like a cute baby. Those were good days.

Written: July 6, 2009

After writing my last post I returned home last Thursday, and basically just went to sleep. I went home a bit later than I was hoping, as usual, so I decided to get my schedule straightened out Friday.

Friday I discussed what I had to do with my post-doc, and made the decision to not come-in on Saturday, and instead store my cells in the freezer for a few days and pick a colony Monday instead of Friday. The reason? If I had agreed to come in Saturday it would end up in a vicious cycle in which I never actually work normal hours. My schedule is supposed to go from 9 or 10am until 5 or 6pm Monday through Friday, and that’s what I’m planning to work. Osaka is such a great city, I really want to keep exploring it and meeting people.

That being said, Friday afternoon I left lab at 5:30ish and went home for about an hour (after an hour’s commute) and then went to Umeda to meet up for dinner with Koji-san (the one sitting on the far right in this picture.) Koji-san and I had really good takoyaki, and then a delicious bowl of ramen in a set that included rice with some sort of ‘beef’ over it, I think. It was all delicious. Afterward we walked around Osaka, which was nice, and we went into a CD/DVD/BOOK shop and I saw a lot of Michael Jackson in there.

I’ve also seen a lot of Michael Jackson on TV, and people talk about him everywhere. I’ve come to realize how big of a star he was, probably around the time when I was born. All I got to see of his fame was his legal issues and maybe a residue of what it used to be, but I can now see the impact his career had worldwide (or at least in Japan.)

Saturday was my day of staying at home and receive my Wireless Internet Card. If you did not know, I used to access the internet only at work. As a good MIT student, I grew used to having internet access 24/7, and then suddenly only being able to use it at work, and have no working phone, I was just about to panic. I ordered this wireless card that I have to pay around $60 a month for it, but it gives me unlimited wireless internet access. The card uses a signal from e-mobile, the celphone service provider, so I can use it anywhere they have service, quite good! I spent the rest of the day browsing the internet, calling home through Skype, and just relaxing.

Sunday was a more eventful, after waking up a bit late, I cleaned up a bit and relaxed. For dinner, however, I met with Zhang-san and his friend and business partner Yatani-san. We had a pleasant dinner at a Chinese restaurant down in Osaka. The dinner and the conversation were great, and it went on for over 4 hours. There were several good things we talked about, mostly surrounding businesses and IT, but also friends, family, and life in general. Both of them were quite pleasant to talk to, and I had a great time. They also told me about something I had heard about, but had not done much about, and it is related to my Japanese name.

As I’ve been using my Japanese name, pronounced omaru オマル, it’s the same exact pronuntiation for ‘potty’. That’s right, every time I introduced to someone I literally say, “I’m potty” in Japanese. Just imagine that, the first image that pops into someone’s mind when they hear my name is this:

This does not really make for a good image, particularly when working in business, so I got the recommendation to instead use my name as Omaaru 「オマール」, with that extra ‘a’ sound, even if it does not resemble my original name in Spanish as much. Doing so would prevent people from thinking about potty training when they hear my name, and this name I could write in Chinese characters as 御真阿留 which has a great meaning.

I am very grateful and happy about our meeting last night, and I’m looking forward to meet with them again. They are both very smart young guys, and they both have a very good vision of what they want to do/achieve, which I admire greatly. Their recently founded company, SSQQB, has a lot of potential for growth, particularly because of their attitude and vision. I definitely am looking forward to learning more from them.

御真阿留