{"id":1,"date":"2023-12-01T16:00:10","date_gmt":"2023-12-01T16:00:10","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.wrightwrites.eu\/?p=1"},"modified":"2023-12-04T12:26:19","modified_gmt":"2023-12-04T12:26:19","slug":"hello-world","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.wrightwrites.eu\/?p=1","title":{"rendered":"Japan Blog October 2019"},"content":{"rendered":"\n

Trip Overview From the 17th October to the 29th October, watching four rugby games, that is two Quarter-finals, Tokyo and two Semi-finals Yokohama; with a trip to Kyoto and Hiroshima. <\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n

Day 1<\/strong> \u2013 The trip to the Rugby World Cup (RWC), Japan, was planned in the spring of 2019 with a team of three from the Rotary Club of Newbridge, that is, the young Barry Fitzsimons and older generation of Gerry Kierans, David Wright (self). Bus passes on the Dublin Bus and straight into the Air Club Lounge for self-service G&Ts and lunch. The former had to be repeated to ensure we got value for money. The first part of the journey on Emirates to Dubai \u2018flew by\u2019 in the company of Edwin, a Russian\/Polish Tattoo artist living in Cork and William (Billy) from Goldsmith country. Billy\u2019s dad is member of the Oliver Goldsmith Society. Which means drinking in the Three Jolly Pigeons, where the landlord is the President. I put in a request if I could be made an honorary member, as I had written a poem (in reality a parody) in honour of Oliver Goldsmith. It is alleged that Goldsmith while editing a book of nursery rhymes, he added two of his own, that is, Jack and Jill and Hickory Dickory Dock. My Parody of the Goldsmith poem reads like this: Hickory Dickory Dock, the mice (plural) ran up the clock The clock stuck one, and the other mouse escaped with light injuries. The second leg of the flight was without the craic of Edwin & William was boring. The chaos that was to follow us throughout our Japan trip started at Tokyo Airport (Narita), over one hour from Tokyo by fast train. Where to que, what to do, trying to read signs and the other tourists trying to give you guidance (blind leading the blind). Our destination was the Shinjuku district, in reality is the real centre of Tokyo. Our fitness was tested by carrying our large cases up the equivalent of 6 flights of stairs (Three doubles). The Tokyo Metro is not blessed with escalators\/lifts. Knowing our hotel was a few minutes away from the metro station we set off with the aid of Google maps (wrong orientation) we got lost. A taxi came to the rescue, that is, a 30-year-old Toyota Crown in great condition, with suit & tie driver wearing white gloves. Across from our hotel, we found a small (non-tourist) restaurant. At the door you put your cash (mainly a cash society) into a machine and choose the menu and you approaching the horseshoe counter with tickets. We planned to share our meals; so, we had pork, chicken and beef. We sat at the counter with a hot plate to cook our own meal. All the ingredients arrived and we supervised by \u2018expert\u2019 cook Barry and watching our laughing neighbours, we cooked dour own meal, except the soup. A great shared meal was enjoyed by all. In this blog I will list the occasion we broke with Japan\u2019s highly compliant rules. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

Day 2<\/strong> saw Breach 1,’jay walking’; which in reality is broken by many citizens, as the late evening moves towards the \u2018small hours’.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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The three amigos, Barry Fitzsimons, David Wright & Gerry Kierans<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Day 2<\/strong> \u2013 Was Ireland V New Zealand Quarter-Final day. The Irish scurrying around for tickets as the plan was to win Pool A and play South Africa; until Japan interrupted the best laid plans of the Irish. The morning was spent getting our bearings to our new home for almost 10 days aided by a New Zealand called Jennifer, who had a six day start on us, showed us where to get out Metro travel Suica cards and meeting a RWC meet and greet volunteers for the World Cup. In all probability a practice run for the Olympics 2020.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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We headed out early to the fan zone via Metro, located four Kilometres from Tokyo stadium. The non-ticketed Irish filled the Fan-Zone and the local Irish Pub, so we had to adopt our plans tom see the other Q-Final England V Australia on the big screen. We managed to que for the local cinema inside the Fan-Zone. Along with 2,000 fans we got front row of the circle;<\/p>\n\n\n\n

However, after 20 minutes of the second half, we had to make our way to the real live event at Tokyo Stadium. On the way we were commandeered by a Walter Mitty character from South African who claimed to have a Cork mother and a Belfast father, who\u2019s confused values seem to create an larger than life character. He claimed he owned a Lear jet, trained by the SAS and the Navy Seals, wounded as a mercenary and crawled 10 miles and killed 10 of the \u2018enemy\u2019 on the way!!! We made our escape to the stadium. Breach 2 \u2013 Drinking on the street outside a crowded shebeen, that is, small restaurant where drink triumphed over the food offering. It remined me of a Fleadgh Cheoil in Clones in the 1970s; with shops and people\u2019s domestic garage selling beer and food on the street. Full of optimism with the full volume of the \u2018Fields of Athenry\u2019 filling the stadium we embraced the occasion. A masterclass unfolded as New Zealand gave Ireland a lesson in rugby. We were in complete despair!! <\/p>\n\n\n\n

Day 3<\/strong> \u2013 This was an opportunity to relax and be a \u2018neutral\u2019 as the second Q-Final of Japan V South Africa, also at the Tokyo Stadium. Now we knew the way to the stadium we had more time to walk the town and get lost, especially on the metro larger stations such as Tokyo and Shinjiku. My \u2018fitbit\u2019 tells me for the following 9 successive days of an average 14,000 steps per day, with an average sleep time of 3.5 hours per night. On reflection I may have been suffering jet lag for the whole Japan trip. Tokyo is a city of over 13 million, with another 3 million travel in each working day in a country of 127 million people. Thank goodness that public transport is the order of the day and in fact we witnessed very little traffic congestion in the city centre. However, the general architecture is that of a large city with very few exceptions to bland high-rise buildings where function triumphs over beauty. The cyclist mainly with a child on board manoeuvring the shared \u2018footpaths\u2019 with pedestrians. The metro and buses also carry school children, as young as six years old, travelling alone to school across the city. A mark of the safety and low crime in this safe city. There is no shortage of American influence here where Baseball is the primary sport and rugby is almost unheard of; although 30 million Japanese did tune into the Japan v South Africa. There is a \u2018Seven-Eleven\u2019 shops, Starbucks and burger joints everywhere, which is hard to understand in a city with great local food choices. At least the scourge of obesity of the West does not apply to mainly petite nation (except the sumo wrestlers and rugby player). Straight to the stadium, hoping to see Wales V France on the big screen near the Toyko stadium. The que into the big screens was very long and we failed to jump the fence, so returned to the stadium steps, where joined a large group of Irish and some London Irish fans. Leaving a wide gap for the stadium traffic we stood on the right of the steps and watched the Wales-French match on the big screen in the distance. Twice security asked us to move and we didn\u2019t (Breach 3). We joked and sung but did not comply; this totally perplexed the security staff. At the match there was a terrific atmosphere of South Africans, Irish and Japanese. The Irish in the main supporting Japan; however, I wore my Naas rugby shirt and stayed neutral with the objective of enjoying rugby. Shock horror when in the stadium, it turned out that my ticked was designated \u2018disabled\u2019. My main worry how would this \u2018rule compliant\u2019 nation cope. The answer is very well, as they were quick to assure me the ticket was ok and I would be watching the match with my \u2018minder\u2019 Gerry. Supplied with chairs and easy access to the bar and the toilets. Speaking of toilets; most stadium (Murrayfield maybe an exception) are poor when it comes to the number of toilets and Japan was no exception. Also built with the naive assumption that spectators did drink a lot. Many drinking nations did qualify and long and the most orderly, supervised ques were witnessed. The only thing you needed to plan your \u2018move\u2019 15 minutes before you had a need. Back to the match and probably true of any game the Japanese participated in the atmosphere was electric. It seemed that the supporter odds were stacked against \u2018Springbok\u2019. The ball was passed around the Stadium at great speed and the match played at an electric pace. My view was the Springbok would triumph in the second half; but Japan has made its claim to be taken seriously among the great rugby nations. I suggest they join the Southern hemisphere teams due to their number of participating teams and the flight distances\u2026. God help Argentina though!!! Post-match, back to our routine of getting \u2018lost\u2019 trying to exit Shinjuku Station, then on a steep learning curve on Google maps (going the wrong direction) and finding another great restaurant where we cooked the ingredients. Before we decided where to eat we stayed down the narrow bustling street called \u201cPiss Alley\u201d, with weird and wonderful \u2018Europeans\u2019 offering on the street the delights of, if not \u2018red\u2019, at least exotic district. This led to a quick retreat to fulfil our requirements for food. We did have lesson on eating ethics and soup slurping, from an Italian living in Japan. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

Day 4 <\/strong>– The plan was to exploration of Tokyo city using a \u2018red\u2019 tour bus. Starting with the wrong metro train in the wrong direction, stepping off to catch a train heading for a suburb of Tokyo and changing for the right train to Tokyo centre. This piece of education taught us to recognise station number, direction of ascending of descending numbers, later to learn with moving from metro to JR (Japan Railways) via exiting and re-entering the metro and our Suica (Leap) cards. With the latter we spend \u20ac35 euro over the 10 days stay. The city centre is really a posh business centre, with wide streets, tall building and no neon lights. Joining the red bus is generally a great idea for getting your bearings of a city and defining the land marks to visit. What disappointment, with either poor commentary or no landmarks. In reality and bit of both. We did get off near a Temple and what looked like an older suburb \u201cJapan Town\u201d where there were more traditional shops\/stalls, lot of visitors. Here we shopped for traditional souvenirs and some silk paintings from the artist. We visited our first temple and lit some candles for loved ones. We joined the local people at a street caf\u00e9 and had our only disappointing Japanese meal of the trip. Back on bus and simple trip to Shinjuku the beating heart of Tokyo.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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Photos: “Central Park”, Shinjuku, Toyoko – an oasis in a densely populated city<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n

Day 5<\/strong> \u2013 We had a four-day gap before the rugby Semi-finals and the plan was to head \u2018West\u2019 probably Kyoto the imperial capital of Japan for 1,075 (798 to 1869) years and Hiroshima. I use the word probably as the trip was planned with complete flexibility in mind. If we liked something we would stay and if not, move on. We also had to anticipate that two of those days would be very wet; with Japan experience one of the wettest Octobers for a long, long time. The first job was to turn our seven-day pass to a usable ticket (\u20ac246). With documentation and passport in hand we join a que of foreigners at Tokyo station. Ticket only open to visitors to Japan and must be purchased from outside the country and it is delivering by currier to Ireland; so allow plenty of time to purchase. The fast train known as Shinkansen come in two forms; fast and very fast; however, the latter known as Nozomi (generally less stops) our rail pass prohibited this one. However, we breached this rule (Breach 4) travelling to Kyoto, having taken the scenic route to Osaka. Also, on returning from Yokahama after each Semi-final it was expedient to get on the first train back to Tokyo.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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Landing in Kyoto in the best hotel yet (APA) at approximately \u20ac80 per night. Immediately we could see a \u2018planned city\u2019, with wide streets, while retaining the \u2018old\u2019 alleyways. After a very functional meal (fast food); The target was an Irish pub to meet up with rugby fans about 4Km away. Using WhatsApp, we were able to navigate to the bar. Enjoyed an evening with GAA rugby followers from Cavan, Kildare and Cork. Typical Irish Pubs, which I tend to avoid, as I am seeking an authentic local experience. However, the craic was good and we walked the return 4Km to our hotel. The plan was an early rise to catch the train to Hiroshima. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

Day 6 <\/strong>\u2013 Journey to Hiroshima, in part apprehensive, wondering how emotional the experience might be. From the station the tourist bus was free using our Japan Rail pass. Also very clear instructions with the free map of where to opt off and on. We choose to visit the Monument (original building) at the centre where the bomb was dropped. It was very moving to walk around the area and two question come to mind: how could this happen and having happened, how we as a world would hold and threaten to use Atomic\/Nuclear weapons?<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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Source: \u2018Hiroshima-remembered’ Hiroshima was chosen as the primary target since it had remained largely untouched by bombing raids, and the bomb’s effects could be clearly measured. While President Truman had hoped for a purely military target, some advisers believed that bombing an urban area might break the fighting will of the Japanese people. Hiroshima was a significant port and a military headquarters, and therefore a strategic target Most causalities were of course civilians. August 6, 1945, 8:15 a.m., The Bomb called \u2018Little Boy\u2019 exploded, instantly killing 80,000 to 140,000 people and seriously injuring 100,000 more. The bomb exploded some 1,900 feet above the centre of the city To the crew of the Enola Gay, Hiroshima had disappeared under a thick, churning foam of flames and smoke. The co-pilot, Captain Robert Lewis, commented, “My God, what have we done?” About 30 minutes after the explosion, a heavy rain began falling in areas to the northwest of the city. This “black rain” was full of dirt, dust, soot and highly radioactive particles that were sucked up into the air at the time of the explosion and during the fire. It caused contamination even in areas that were remote from the explosion. \u2019 Next door to the Monument was children\u2019s peace memorial; where school children from all over Japan come to sing and speak. Our next visit was to the Hiroshima museum; this was around lunch time and the place was swarming with school children. Had we waited an hour the museum had turned to normal and our capacity to see the mainly photographic exhibits, telling the story of the unfolding events, leading to the story of individuals photographed shortly after the bombing; moving on the aftermath of the impact of radiation (black rain) and the impact on the yet to be born. Exhausted and waiting for my colleagues to exit the museum; who appears, Minister of Transport, Shane Ross TD and grandson Tom. We both were at TCD college the same years, along with Dick Spring, Joe Rivington and the late Paul Tansey. We have retained contact through Chamber, Elections and advocating my Transport policy only three weeks previously. As there was little to be joyful about rugby, I shared my delight with Japanese public transport and the excellence my JR rail pass. Googling our way to our local hotel, we arrived at right name, wrong hotel; however, they seem to be used to the error and taking Tram No 1 back to the station and our right hotel. Hungry for \u2018real meat\u2019 we entered an \u2018all you can drink\u2019 steak bar, part of a USA chain. Having paid for the \u2018package\u2019 we were determined for value for money. Stopwatch set for 1.5 hours, we set about our task with G&Ts; what we did not reckon on was slow service. Although an enjoyable evening was had by all including the \u2018beefeaters\u2019. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

Day 7 <\/strong>\u2013 Return to Kyoto and the forecasted rain for two days and a most basic hotel (hostel!), even with an upgrade, but I did get two double beds and \u2018free\u2019 breakfast. Getting out of the rain was the key objective; therefore, a visit across the road was a shopping Mall (US style) had merit was it had seating dotted around the Mall for the weary shoppers to sit down. I visited a large sports shop that had no rugby shirts or souvenirs; hard to think there was a Rugby World Cup going on. However, I did spot a pair of quality boating shoes for the sum of \u20ac20 euro, killing, in part, the myth that Japan is expensive.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

A taxi to the restaurant district, where we walked out of the first restaurant, which was too busy to make us feel welcome. Then we choose a small bar\/restaurant, which was just terrific. Another circular bar counter, where a 25 year old owner\/manager cooked all the meal for about 25 covers. His right-hand women had spent a year working in London and was full of confidence and outgoing, which is rare among Japanese waiters. Well-fed and watered we retired for the night. The majority of guests in the hotel were Japanese and breakfast reflected that, soup, noodles and lots of savories. As I tapped by \u2018boiled\u2019 egg, it was in fact a raw egg and I was for the second time on this trip eating raw egg. Something I had not done since I was a child, but found it interesting at least. We had over 30 hours rain. It was assumed that there were sheltered places to go and see. Next day took a taxi to a National Museum, welcomed by a receptionist, who had visited Dublin and spoke excellent American (oxymoron) accented English. To get out of the rain and sight see we paid \u20ac15 each in (no OAP rate) to the most boring National Museum in the World. With 80% of the museum devoted to antient poetry manuscripts on parchment. The gloomy mood was interrupted when the three of us were challenged to recreate the mood of a famous poet by redrawing his blanked-out face. We were all winners as we became very competitive and loud. We end up entertaining the museum staff.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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I had to drag my colleagues to the Nijo Castle (Imperial Place) The occupation of the \u2018castle\u2019 saw power moved between the Imperial power and the Shogun warlords. The building nor the gardens (rain stopped) did not disappoint. Time to return to Tokyo on the 5.26pm train. Time is very precise in Japan, as the 5.26pm should not be confused with the 5.23pm on the same platform. Three minutes seem to be enough to unload and reload a train and the next train to arrive.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Back in Tokyo we jointed the suited and white shirted males (in the main) for the Friday night drink. The \u2018restaurant\u2019 we chose was a Japanese\u2019s bar with food. We spotted the 1.5 litre jugs of beer at \u20ac8.50 and three were ordered. Having consulted our suited comrades we chose a range of dished for a \u2018pick and mix\u2019 & chips.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Overall observation, sparked by our Friday night out in Tokyo with the hardworking suits from the corporate offices., We found Japan in terms of expense on a par with Dublin prices and something were obviously good value (public transport). Observing the ladies and gents of Japan their taste in fashion tends to be dull and uninteresting. This combined with poor architecture lead you to wonder about a country is full of the arts and can take hours to arrange a vase of flowers. There is a conservativism that seems to dominate the culture; polite, but non-emotional or shows of affection in relationships especially in public (Ireland of the 50’s). This polite compliance extends to working hours; starting early and finishing only when your boss goes home, leading to long hours. I have witnessed people falling asleep in coffee bars. This is acceptable behaviour at work and and in public places. The need a strong working time Act (law) that changes the focus from time spent at work to output. Japan’s productivity is 12th in the world (OCED & Forbes Feb 2019); while the fun-loving Irish are Number One. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

Day 8 <\/strong>Semi- Finals with England V New Zealand on the menu. This was 30 minute ride to Yokohama Stadium on the Shinkansen train. We did our best to get lost by mixing our metro journey with the JR (Japan Rail). So we managed to find a tall Japanese man to guide us, with Scottish, Irish, New Zealanders following us; in reality following our Japanese guide. On safe arrival at the stadium we met the Finley family from Newbridge and Germany and after comparing our Japan stories. A pre-match drink was in order. We followed a Heineken sign, with low level security, protecting a posh pre-match sponsor\u2019s reception. Why have high security in this rule compliant nation. Five \u2018visitors\u2019 now added to the \u2018guest\u2019 list (Breach 5) However, our new friends were spotted and shown the exit with drink in hand. The \u2018three amigos\u2019 wearing our Train Passes as \u2018guest\u2019 badges (see photo) parked ourselves in a corridor between two Heineken receptions and a DHL reception to the left of us. Spotting Keith Woods (Heineken Ambassador) we were determined to have our photo taken with Keith after we enjoyed a few drinks and canopies. I search for Keith Woods and got ready for photo opportunity. Joined by Barry, with security in tow, to the amusement of the obliging Keith Woods for a photo opportunity<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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Full of excitement the match of New Zealand V England did not disappoint and the English did to New Zealand what Ireland experienced a week earlier. They never got the show off the ground, having trained for over 4 years, off the ground. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

After the game I met some English supporters and wished them well in the final. Immediately they commenced utter insults over Brexit. I reminded them I was being curtious and it was not easy for me to opt for a northern hemisphere team in the final. They continued with Brexit remarks around living off the EU. I reminded them Ireland is a net contributor to the EU; however, for people who live in an Empire\/Colonial bubble, facts have no place. I made my escape with dignity. Joined back on the journey back to Tokyo by some New Zealand supporters on the \u2018first class\u2019 Nozomi train. They shared our disappointments and told us that their \u2018tour company\u2019 took them by bus to the stadium the previous evening on a 2.5 hour journey. They really appreciated the fast train back to Tokyo. Restaurants often have chair outside where the patrons sign a book to secure a place in the que. One such restaurants was opposite our hotel and the ques suggest a restaurant of quality. We joined the que and after 20 minutes were successful. The menu was a \u2018dumpling\u2019 restaurant and so sixty four dumplings arrived. What to do and how to order was explained by a young couple on the next table and a walk around the restaurant to see who everyone was eating. Enjoyable, but another example restaurant choice is critical and finding partners that share the same tastes can be a problem. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

Day 9 <\/strong>Semi-Finals with Wales and South Africa, with the end of our Japanese odyssey looming it was time to shop for souvenirs and a visit to the World Cup Shop, who stocks were depleted and prices inflated. The match back in Yokohama stadium was a damp squib, with the luck of the Welsh finally running out to the understated and estimated South Africa team. Back in Tokyo in time to organise a shoes off, low table and self-cook from the ingredients supplied. There seems to be a pattern in many restaurants, to have a very limited menu, where patrons pick the restaurant to match their food preference. That means those in your party, who have difference preference from you, need to eat in another restaurant!<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Day 10<\/strong> Last day. Flying at 10pm and up at 7.00am destination is the parish of Hiratsuka at the sea side, in sight of Mount Fuji, one hour from Tokyo. The parish priest is Tom Tehan a Colombian Father from Navan who we have been in correspondence since the mid 1980\u2019s. Fr Tom who regards Hiratsuka as his home, is part of a team ministry<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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The town of Hiratsuka, now is a US naval base, was heavily bombed during the war and the rebuilt town with wide streets. The church, community facilities, parish house and shop are modern with a large car park (a rare thing in Japan) are a credit to the parish and all who worship there. After a walk to the beach and tour of the church we shared a nice lunch, Japanese style including chop sticks was shared and cooked by a 95 year old housekeeper. A sad fare well and return to Tokyo with training coming and going every 15-30 minutes and a return to Shinjuku to finish the last minute shopping.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

A last tour of the World Cup Shop and an opportunity to be photographed with a replica if the Webb Ellis Cup. Offering an Irish couple to exchange the camera duties. On exploring who\u2019s who we discovered be had a love of Leitrim; me being a visitor to Carrick-on-Shannon since 1971 and new acquaintances were natives of Ballinamore (McGirls). The three Amigos met up for the last afternoon, with a tour of the Shinjuku Gyo-en Park, a haven of tranquility in a busy city. Three euro entrance fee, once you tell them your year of birth; five euro for the rest of you including Barry! Finished off by \u2018happy hour\u2019 in the hotel and fast train back to Tokyo (Narita) Airport. Our tickets indicating terminal three and \u00be Km sprint to the correct terminal Summary: When people visit Ireland it\u2019s the people that creates the greatest impression; that is, the people make the country. This is equally through of Japan, it\u2019s their people (maybe trains!) who creates the greatest impression on the most welcome visitor. The country does need a large injection of foreign workers to replacing the low birth rate and aging population. It might also lift the economy out a 20 year plus doldrums.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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