Hands up all you Tokyo-ites who thought the last days of summer had kinda passed? Yup, me too. Oh how wrong we were... today is 34 and hellaciously humid, as was yesterday. Planning to head out to Yoyogi Koen later for Sigsy's bday party but hot-damn, it's gonna be hot out there. It's a public holiday here today, so it's gonna be busy out, too.
Had a pretty shitty, busy week (even with my old uni buddy, Ivan the mountain goat staying with me [not that I saw him much]) - post holiday blues combined with some irritating (but hopefully now resolved?) trouble at work saw me hitting the Japan-eject button in my head on a daily basis.
I read this apt comment by one of my favourite photo-journalists, Shanghai based Howard French (please check his excellent photos!):
The most underrated aspect of vacation is without a doubt its end. Returning to work and especially returning to a foreign country where one works has at least one precious element, however, and that is clarity.Except for one’s first arrival in a country, when all is new and hopefully exciting, no moment rivals the vacation’s end for perceptiveness. Unlike stumbling into a country fresh for the first time, the returning vacationer also has a store of experiences, a baseline that gives his observations valuable context and keeps them honest.
The post-holiday perceptiveness (so true!) which he speaks of here has had quite a shake-up effect on me this time around. I see a life with little challenge which has somehow ended up unexpectedly in a dull rut, and a country that is falling apart quietly at the seams (or should I say mutating into a strange, unpredictable and somewhat unattractive shape?). But I shan't bore you with the details. The phrase leap and the net shall appear keeps rolling around in my head. Anyways... I need to stop being so damn serious.
Fortunately, the weekend arrived and with it, a whole lot of restorative events to smooth my troubled brow: Dr Dave's sayonara party at Araku in Golden Gai; Tsukasa-san's photo exhibition at Mikorin's with a bunch of my lovely old Japanese buddies; a day at home spent cleaning and sorting and getting on top of my domestic mess; and yesterday - Kat and Darin's baby shower here at my house: a lovely day spent hiding from the heat in the air conditioned sanctuary of my room with good people, great food and beer. Beer. Beer is very good for soothing a troubled brow. Temporarily anyway. Baby Dudley's (that's the working name for now, anyway) e.t.a. is 24 days now, and Kat's officially on maternity leave now so it's getting very real. We're all so excited. Clair and Jess gave Darin an awesome Super Dad disco shirt which he slid into immediately and will no doubt live in for the next year :). Hope so anyway.
My hunt for a room mate may be over, it seems, following my embarrassingly drunken post-baby-shower skype web-cam ramble with Greg in Toronto. He fortuitously does not have 2 heads, nor a nervous tic and seems an affable, gentle smarty-pants (erm, his last job was in cloning, this next one here in Tokyo is microbiology research at Tokyo Uni) with a love of listening to and playing music so I think we'll get on well. I am yet to meet a Canadian I don't like. We'll meet face-to-face next weekend. When I'm sober.
There was a lot going on yesterday in other parts of the world... it was my lovely sister-in-law Elissa's birthday (happy birthday Liss!) and also Mirko and Kirsty's wedding in Brisbane. And this Thursday is my nephew Fraser's birthday. Must.not.forget.to.call.him.to.sing.that.song.to.him.
Listening to:
Angus and Julia Stone's new full length album, A book like this.
Notwist - Neon-Golden
White Stripes - Icky Thump
Nina Nastasia - Dogs
Amiina - Kurr
and, best of all, The Modern Lovers. Nothing like making something old new again....