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Mako Krysta

Are you a Trini who happens to be fluent (or mostly fluent) in French, and want to study abroad? Think you don’t have the cash to make it happen? Then ‘alors aujourd’hui c’est ton bonheur!’ Today is your lucky day because I am going to share the inspiring story of Krysta from Diego Martin who earned her degree, for free, in France and still lives there today.

So how does it work? Krysta explained to me that if you can pass a French proficiency exam, you can apply to study for free at a public university in France. She had done French at A’Levels, and after passing the exam at Alliance Française Trinidad & Tobago,  Krysta was finally accepted at the François Rabelais University in Tours.

Sounds like a dream come true, but as people often find out, making a life in a foreign land where you have to get by every day in a second language has a lot of challenges. Read on more about her story, the ups and the downs, and how she now helps other Trinis find opportunities in France.

1) Where do you currently live, and how long have you been there?
I live in Paris, going on 5 years, but I’ve been in France for 11 years.

2) What do you do for a living? 
I work in B2B account Management for a French startup

3) How did you end up in your current country?
I had heard about the opportunity to study in France virtually tuition-free, so I took an exam with the Alliance Française to test my proficiency in French (which I failed twice), but still got accepted to the Université de Tours.

4) Is this a short-term adventure, or do you have plans to stay?
This was supposed to be short term (until my Bachelors) but I ended up coming back to complete my Masters in International Business Development. Then I found my first job in 2012… the rest is history!

krysta25) What was the hardest part about adapting to life in your new home? Any culture shock?
There was a huge culture shock yes… from the language to their eating habits, and their way of thinking. At the university I had my core classes in French, the Minors were in English and Spanish. My French was not so good coming out of A-levels, so I was quite insecure when speaking or even trying to write my exams.

6) What has been the best part of the experience so far?
The number of personal obstacles that I have been able to overcome to get to where I am today, including doing several little jobs like grape-picking (which is not as glamorous as it seems when depicted in “A Walk in the Clouds”, a movie from 1995!). They have all made me much stronger.

7) What do you miss about T&T the most?
The food and my family are the top two.

8) What is your favorite food in your new location?
Ah… too many! Raclette (a cheese dish), cured meat or “charcuterie”, and home-made “tartiflette”, a potato and bacon bits pie.

9) If you could live somewhere else, where would your dream destination be?
Spain, though I already had the opportunity to live there for 6 months!

krysta310) Do you have any advice for other Trinis who may want to go abroad?
Be brave, don’t let anything stop you – your family’s opinion, your fears, thinking that it is impossible to do X or Y. Jump in the deep end with two feet, don’t let anything be too easy… and you will only come out a stronger person spiritually and mentally.

Krysta also wants to share with readers that because of her experiences she was able to create the T&T French Association which helps raise awareness on the opportunities in France available to young Trinbagonians. She is happy to assist in any way possible, so don’t hesitate to contact the association via Facebook (link above).

You can also read Krysta’s in-depth interview with The Guardian here.

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Mako Megan

For the next few weeks I will be starting a new series called Mako Sessions which will let you take a peek into the lives of other Trinidadians who are off gallivanting abroad.

Every month I get emails from hot foot Trinis who want to go overseas to work and travel, but they don’t know how to do so. I have a section on this blog called ‘Want to Go Abroad?’ with a list of recommendations, one of which was to work on a cruise line. So I am starting the first Mako Session by interviewing Megan, who is exploring the world by working on the water.

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My name is Megan and I’m from Diego Martin. I started my career as an Audio Technician with Disney Cruise Line in April of 2015 so by now that’s a little over two years.

There are soooo many amazing things about working on the ship and uniquely Disney Cruise Line but here are two:

  • meeting people, networking and making friends from all over the world: I have a place to stay virtually anywhere I can think of because of my connections.
  • traveling: my main reason for coming to cruise line.

Disney Cruise has a lot of destinations, but I really enjoyed the Mediterranean. Barcelona, Italy and Monaco contain so much history and amazing architecture. Alaska is breathtakingly beautiful… I can’t choose! I’ll be going to Northern Europe and the U.K. soon so I don’t want to speak too soon either because there is so much more to see!

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Two things come to mind when I think of the hardest things about living on board. The first is feeling home sick – I’m away from home for about five months at a time and sometimes it’s difficult to video chat my family/maintain relationships. Whatsapp chat is my friend! And the second challenge is that I work EVERY DAY, no weekends, no days off. That can get a bit mentally and physically taxing at times.

How long I want to do this “ship life” changes as my life moves forward. Lately I’ve been wanting to go back to school to pursue my Masters. I can see that happening within the next two years (but hopefully closer to one).

I found my job by searching online without a specific cruise line in mind. There are many forums and websites out there.

For Disney, the Disney Cruise Line Jobs website is quite straight forward and easy to navigate for anyone who wants to check it out. But there are many others you can apply for as well.

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When in Rome…

If you really want to travel, if you see places in movies or magazines and truly want to go, please go. You can do it. My thing was that I didn’t know how I was going to afford to travel and see the world. So I looked for a job that would allow me to do so!

It IS possible. You just have to start looking, you just have to try applying. So polish up your resume and go for it!

 

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Eat me!

One of the things that I made sure to bring with me from Japan was all of my super cute amazing tools for making bento – lunch boxes – because I knew it would not be available in Hong Kong. Thankfully in Japan they are a dime a dozen, and every dollar store sells them.

So how to make kawaii bento? It doesn’t take much fancy ingredients; the trick is in turning something ordinary, like a carrot, into something cute, like a heart. A lot of times I think kids also want something small and bite sized for their tiny fingers instead of something big and messy, so cute little bites seem to do the trick.

Here are some of the easy and fast things I like to put in The Kid’s obento:

  1. Carrot hearts – slice the carrots and use a heart-shaped cookie cutter to punch out the shape
  2. Big eyed shrimp – I bought frozen shrimp, pan fried it, and stuck the eye picks in the top

  3. Three little bears – Slice a pice of Spam and use a bear-shaped cookie cutter to punch the shape (you can use any shape, really). Place the bears on a bed of rice (let the rice cool though)

  4. Edamame – Out of the pod though in the pod is OK too
  5. Rabbit/Bear Eggs – Put a hard boiled egg (peeled) into a plastic egg mold to get a cute shape/face, in this case a rabbit

  6. Silicone cups of salad – Tiny tomatoes, cucumbers, broccoli, whatever kid likes
  7. Pan fried dumplings – If your kids does like them, that is
  8. Sandwiches – But using a Hello Kitty bread stamp. You can put anything inside – ham and cheese, or honey and PB

     

    I know exactly what you are going to say……

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But really, it does not take long! The ingredients are simple enough – rice or pasta, some kind of meat, kid’s favorite veggies or fruits, eggs, cheese, easy right? And no lie, every single day my kid comes home with a 100% empty lunch box. So why not put in a little bit more creativity to encourage kids to eat? A plain old sandwich and an apple every day is pretty dreadful. Really, this cute shit is pretty easy once you get the hang of it and I think worth the effort, because what is the use of your child coming home every day with a half eaten lunch box?

However…. making this stuff may not be so easy if you don’t have the required tools.

So, if anyone out there is interested in embracing the concept of cute obento, I have a specific limited time offer.

I will gladly send you a package of stuff through the mail in exchange for a few packages of Chief Brand Curry Powder, because my stocks are running low and I cannot make curry out of anything else.

Whose interested?

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Lake Shikotsu

As mentioned in the previous post, after liming in Sapporo for a night, we were ready for the real adventure – two nights at the Marukoma Onsen hotel at Lake Shikotsu, and a kayaking trip on the lake.

The area that comprises the Shikotsu-Toya National Park is very volcanic, and the two lakes are calderas, meaning they were formed by the collapse of a volcano following an eruption. Indeed all along the lake front you can see the sand is black.

What is special about Marukoma Onsen is that it is one of the few places in Japan that has a genuine open-air onsen spring flowing directly into the lake. Over the decades the residents of the area moved the stones to trap the mineral water and turn part of the river bed into a pool deep enough to sit down in and have a good soak. The water level rises and falls with the lake. And with no neighbours around – the hotel is literally at the end of the road – you don’t ever have to worry about anyone seeing you in your naked glory.

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So damn happy to be there! And, ready to eat.

After an amazing dinner of local specialties served in our tatami room, we then went to onsen, and when we came back everything had been cleared away and our futons put out for the night. Gotta love Japanese service, it’s amazing.

Next day we headed out to explore the nearby village and the Shikotsuko Visitor Center, a tiny area with some restaurants and cafes, and activities such as bike and boat rentals. We took The Kid on the glass bottom boat which was all right, but in a volcanic lake there isn’t exactly a lot to see under the water other than some fish. But, it was definitely a child-friendly activity.

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Following this, we drove to the other side of the lake to meet up with the kayaking guides of the Otaki Outdoor Adventures, and this was definitely the highlight of the trip. The lake has incredible clarity – number one in all of Japan and at times it looks as though the kayaks are not even touching the water. The weather was perfect and the wind was low so it was smooth sailing. The guides also took us over the dropoff, where suddenly the water gets so deep and the most incredible blue colour that I’ve never seen before.

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Good use of the paddle
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The floating kayak

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And the happy guides. Wouldn’t you be happy if this was your job?

We also stopped twice on the shore to stretch our legs along the lakefront and admire the view. On the ground next to the river we could see deer prints and rabbit prints in the sand. Very cool! We also saw four deer during the drive home. But thankfully no bears which, no doubt, are plentiful in this area.

We were all incredibly sad to leave the warm, soul soothing waters of the onsen, and the stunning blue sky on Hokkaido, and return to Hong Kong. But, that is life I suppose. For sure Hokkaido is a place I am dying to explore more of, as soon as possible.

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Springtime in Sapporo

It is May in the city of Sapporo, the capital of Hokkaido, Japan’s second largest island. Often referred to as ‘Japan’s Wild North’, the name is well deserved, because although it has a lot of space, Hokkaido remains largely underdeveloped. Just outside the city centre, bears and deer roam free, and within an hour’s drive or train ride you can be in a totally rural setting, with lakes, active volcanoes, and snow capped mountains.

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A wild north it is indeed, and most people come here in the winter to enjoy the popular Snow Festival, and skiing on what is considered some of the best snow and powder in the world. (Being a Trini girl, I’m not sure exactly what that means, because I’d hate to think what would happen if I ever strapped skis to my feet, but it has made Hokkaido world famous.)

Being the tail end of spring, our plan was to rent a car and go explore Lake Shikotsu, about an hour’s drive from Sapporo, and stay in an onsen hotel right by one of Japan’s most active volcanoes.

But first we spent some time in the city, which turned out to be a surprisingly beautiful place, with tree-lined avenues, parks, and an almost Vancouver-like view of mountains every time you look down a road. It was easy to get around, people were helpful and friendly, and many places had English menus – all things that are hard to find in Japan. Unfortunately, the first day was quite rainy and cloudy.

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We stayed in the popular Susukino area, which is an ‘entertainment district’  (i.e. red light district), with loads of izakaya, bars and restaurants. We also went through the long Tanukikoji Shopping Arcade, which was mostly full of overpriced souvenirs, but fun to see anyway.

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Another thing that was good to do on a rainy day was to stroll through the Nijo Market where they serve seafood so fresh that you can literally point at, say, some oysters or scallops, and then the auntie will pluck them out, put them on a dish for you, and you can sit on the tiny chairs on the sidewalk to eat them with chopsticks. The Chinese tourists were really going full on about this.

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The next day in Sapporo I also did some obligatory touristy things, such as the Mt Moiwa ropeway – a cable car just on the western edge of downtown that takes you up a beautiful mountain to give you a view of the city. From the top you can see the Sea of Japan, nearby volcanoes, and all of Sapporo. My goal was to take the cable car to the top and then walk down on the foot path, but it was closed that day. FOR BEARS. No lie!

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Last on the list of touristy things to do was the Maruyama Zoo, which proved to be like all other zoos: mostly sad and depressing. We didn’t spend so much time at the zoo but the Maruyama Park was stunning. Everything was in full bloom, schools were on field trips, little groups of old ladies and gents were foraging in the forest for wild mushrooms and edible greens. The cherry blossoms were still blooming and though the peak was over it was still beautiful.

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How lucky I think the people of Sapporo are to have a vibrant city centre, but also so much incredible nature all around. In Tokyo you can sit on a train for two hours and literally STILL be inside the city – it’s that big. But Sapporo seems like a wonderful place to live.

Up next – the trip to Lake Shikotsu

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Back to the Kong

And, just like that, life goes back to normal in Hong Kong, as though we had never left. It felt a lot like putting on an old, comfy pair of slippers that you had put in the back of a cupboard last year, and still feels great. The old friends are still here, the grannies selling veggies in the wet market still remember us, and life has pretty much reset itself. And it is a relief to know that though a year has passed, we are still welcome to pick back up where we left off in Mui Wo.

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This time around, however, we have decided to live by the ferry instead of up in the villages. It was a fun experience for two years – life on a bicycle, I mean – but I don’t really want to do the whole riding-through-the-rain thing with a kid in the backseat and a bag of wet groceries in the front. Life by the ferry pier, with all the supermarkets and bakeries and shops right downstairs, is infinitely easier.

There are a few noticeable differences in Mui Wo though – mostly the crazy amount of construction going on. The biggest eyesore is the group of new high rises that are being built. By village ‘rules’, traditionally all houses have been only three stories high, and down by the ferry pier, the apartment buildings are all around five stories high. But the new public housing being built are tall and really look out of place in this rural setting.

But, that is life in Hong Kong. No matter where you go, or whether you choose to live in the middle of the city or in a quiet island, you are BOUND to have SOME kind of construction going on around you. And I should know – this is the fifth apartment we have rented in Hong Kong!

 

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Dai Seki Rin Zan

Do you see it, hiding the rocks? What does it look like? Is it an alien face, peering out?  *cue spooky music*

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How about this one? A shaggy camel perhaps?

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And this lovely is most definitely a big crocodile!  Can you see its mouth?

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Look closely up to the top of the hill – can you spot the sleeping cat?

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And what a cute lizard! Perfectly formed.

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These are just some of the amazing rock formations that happen to look like animals at the Daisekirinzan National Park. The name, 大石林山、literally means Big Stone Woods Mountain, and is a fantastic natural wonder of limestones carved away by what scientists believe was 200 million years – yes you read that right, creationists! – of rain.

Considered a sacred spot by the original settlers of Okinawa, I can only imagine how it must have been thousands of years ago, walking through the dense jungles, and seeing the strange formations all around you. Today it is part of a national park and has well laid out trails and walk ways. However, it still remains a spiritual place where people come to pray at the ‘power spots’. I myself made sure to walk through Reincarnation Rock which, if you walk through three times, you receive ‘another life’.

Daisekirinzan is also home to a forest of giant gajumaru, which is the Okinawa word for banyan trees. This one is the biggest in Japan.  The locals believe that a forest spirit called a Kijimuna lives in the gajumaru trees.

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These were the views from the Ocean View Trail. You could see some islands that belong to Kagoshima prefecture, some 25 kilometres away.

 

 

There are three walking trails, and each one takes about 30 minutes. We first did the Wonder of Rocks Trail, and then the Ocean View Trail. After that you can take the shuttle bus back down to the parking lot, or walk through the Subtropical Forest Trail. I highly recommend you do all three because it is an easy walk downhill on the forest trail, and that is where all the big gajumaru are. It is incredibly beautiful and the views are very rewarding. Be sure to wear good shoes because those limestone rocks can be very hard on the feet!

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A sky full of stars

When was the last time you actually saw The Sky at Night? I mean the real sky; not the mild glow of towns and cities that we are accustomed to. The one that is no longer visible to most of the world, the pitch black, diamond encrusted vastness of the universe? How many places are left on Earth where one can be far away from light pollution, where one can be surrounded by darkness, and turn your face to space in absolute awe at how many stars are out there?

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Image from the guest house, Soranoma Indigo

We had to drive almost three hours north from Naha to see the real sky, and it had been so long that I’d forgotten what it actually looks like. At the northern tip of Okinawa is the Yanbaru region, a place full of dense forest and jungles, stunning coastline, and a few small villages here and there.

Most people drive straight north up the 58 highway on the west side of the island because it’s faster, but instead we got off the expressway at Ginoza and crossed over to the east side to explore what is the only area of Okinawa main island that has not been ‘developed’. Took a long time, but what a beautiful drive! Be aware that once you hit the east coast, there is not much around in terms of conveniences. There are NO convenience stores, and only a handful of tiny shops selling basic necessities. So you might want to stock up on snacks and drinks before starting your road trip.

 

We were staying at a small guest house up at the northern tip called Soranoma Indigo. The couple who own and run the place built the entire property by hand, using locally sourced materials, such as timber from their acreage, and freebies such as driftwood and coral.

 

They have two cabins to rent, and there is a path to a nearby private beach. And at night, after a lovely dinner served by the ‘swing bar’, there was nothing to do but lay back, gaze at the stars, and bliss out.

It was very cool… for a night. But could I live up there in the forest like they do? I guess it takes a very special kind of person.

If you are going to Cape Hedo, I highly recommend making a night of it and staying at Indigo in one of the cottages (the picture above is of the bigger cottage). And be sure to lay back, and enjoy the stars at night, while you still can.

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Life in Limbo

I have not updated this blog for two months now. So what’s my excuse? If you want to know the truth, it’s because life has not been all peaches and cream, and I have not had the motivation or will to write. Don’t get me wrong, I’ve been out, doing fun things, seeing interesting places. But things have also come to a breaking point in terms of trying to adapt to life in Okinawa, and I have finally given up.

A lot of times on travel blogs, life seems so exciting and fun. Exploring and sightseeing, trying new food, meeting new people, learning languages. Yes all of these things are wonderful experiences but people often don’t mention the other side of life as a foreigner in a foreign land. Particularly in a place like Japan with huge cultural and language barriers.

To put it bluntly, despite what I feel are my best efforts, this past year in Okinawa has been possibly one of the hardest and worst of my life. And the most lonely. Perhaps living in the expat haven of Hong Kong for six years made me soft, or spoilt. Because in Hong Kong, life is so easy. A huge international community of like-minded people who like to hang out all the time and travel, locals who are not fussed about foreigners, and lots of support in English for your daily life.

But, things are different in Japan, and I just can’t do it anymore.

Half of the problem is my husband is still working in Hong Kong, so he’s just not here. I know there are lots of families who live separately and don’t mind, but I actually like my husband, and want him around.

The other half of the problem is that Japan is a difficult place for foreigners. Not that it should have come as a surprise to me; I knew that going in. But I suppose when you move somewhere, you take a leap of faith. Faith that you will meet some nice people, faith that after the initial adjustment that life will get easier and better. Unfortunately that has not happened here.

I had put my daughter in an international school, with the belief that it would help me to meet other parents in the area, perhaps other mixed families, people who could speak some English or had travelled or lived abroad. During school pick up I would be friendly, and speak to them — in Japanese!! — but the fact remains that Japanese are afraid of foreigners and very few have an interest in making foreign friends. They never said to me, hey do you want to come with us to the park after school? Do you want to meet up some time? Would you and your daughter like to come to our home to play? I kept trying and trying, but it just never happened, and I don’t know why. I’m a nice person, honestly! I don’t have a snaggle tooth, I’m not scary looking.

I had joined a language school, which did help me to learn a lot of Japanese really fast, but that didn’t help in terms of building a social life. I am 35 years old and a mother – everyone else is 18 year old and practically a kid themselves. So, that didn’t help.

The area where we live, close to Naha, has very few foreigners. And the areas that do have foreigners are all US military bases that are quite far up the island. So, that didn’t help either.

Sometimes days and days and days could go by when I would have literally nobody to talk to except for my 4-year-old child, which again, doesn’t really help because she could spend 30 minutes talking about planning a birthday party for her toy penguin. I’ve never experienced that before – days of solitude, and I hate it. I hate being alone.

When you move, you DO have to hold on and keep trying. But how long do you have to keep hanging on? And if you are somewhere and you are not happy, when you decide to give up, pack it in, and say, fuck it, I’m done?

Well I’m done. Fuck it. Okinawa is an incredibly beautiful, clean, safe place. But I don’t think I will ever feel at home here. And life is too short to be lonely and sad. What’s the point of living in a tropical paradise if the isolation feels like hell?

So last week, I made a trip back to Hong Kong, and stayed in the town we lived in just before we left. And it was wonderful. I felt the glow of meeting up with old friends and being welcomed back with open arms as though no time had passed at all. It took us forever to take a walk anywhere because we kept bumping into people and getting into long chats. Everywhere we went we saw old faces who were happy to see us again, who asked us if we needed help, if we needed somewhere to stay. We had plans with friends for every lunch and every dinner. At our favorite seafood restaurant, the granny who runs the place recognised us and came to give us a box of cookies. We couldn’t speak Cantonese to her, but it didn’t matter. After all this time struggling in Okinawa, being back in Hong Kong was like slipping on your favorite pair of pajamas. Comfortable and warm and safe.

“Just accept it,” my friend Laura said (she is also a Trini in Hong Kong). “Just accept that you are going to live and die in Hong Kong!”

Within days we managed to find an apartment to rent. So during the next two months, we will make the transition back to Hong Kong. My kid can go back to the same school she went to before. We’ll go to the same park and never be alone. There will always be people to lime with and talk to. And I will never take it for granted again.

The funny thing is, we spent years planning our escape from Hong Kong. Dreaming about life in this beautiful island of Okinawa. And now after one year, I’m heading back.

Do I ever learn from my mistakes? I feel like I sure have made a lot of them. Some the same mistake twice. I don’t even want to think about the dozen places we have lived, the different apartments we have rented. The things we tried and failed at. We were so sure we were moving away. I wasn’t counting on this happening.

I know when we move back to Hong Kong there will be days when the sky is a dark grey from the pollution and I will worry about my kid’s lungs. I know we will look around the small apartment and sigh, and think about the big home we left in Okinawa.

But, one very important life lesson that I have learnt over the past year is that material things do not provide happiness. In Hong Kong apartments are small and you have to downsize your life. You dream about having a ‘real home’, with lots of space. Here in Okinawa we have everything we thought we wanted or needed. We are a family of three yet we have four bedrooms, two cars, a storage room full of tents and camping equipment, boogie boards and golf clubs…. For goodness sake, we have a kids play space on our roof top! We have more space than we could ever use. Heck, we all sleep together in one room anyways. Why the hell do we need four bedrooms if nobody is in them?

So, stay tuned, because here we go again.

Chalk it up to experience, I suppose. What else can I do?

All you can do is live, and try, and learn from your experiences. Take risks. Learn about yourself. Learn about what you want and what you need out of life. Stay flexible. And also, know when to call it quits.

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Just F*cking Killme

In the west we tend to have a long standing superiority complex, and assume that other places — you know, those funny far away places with funny names that you can’t find on a map — must be below us. The same applies to international travel. Say the names Delta, Air Canada, American Airlines, and you think they must be good, because they are North American. Do you want to fly Qatar? China Airlines? Aeroflot? Sounds kind of dodgy?

You’ll be surprised to know that the Ten Top Airlines in the World does not include one airline from North America. NOT ONE. Four are out of the Middle East (Emirates, Qatar, Etihad and Turkish), four are from Asia (Singapore Airlines, Cathay Pacific, All Nippon, and Eva Air), along with Qantas (Australia) and Lufthansa (Germany).

Year after year, these airlines top the list due to spanking new aircraft, personal entertainment systems, amazing food and great service. And recently, the airports from these places have been topping the list too. In the Skytrax Top 10 list of best airports in the world, six of them are in Asia, and the others are in Europe. Again, not one in North America.

I’ve recently finished a gruelling, soul crushing, ass numbing trip to and from Okinawa and Trinidad. Travel time — about 30 hours each way. And unfortunately, this trip required me to go through what I think is just the worst airport in the world…. JFK. Which I have determined stands for JUST FUCKING KILLME. Because after spending a few hours waiting for my connecting flight, I wanted to die. Nowhere to sit, few options for food and drink, absolutely nothing for small children to do to pass the time, and absolute crap service from the people working there. No goddam wifi. Hundreds of tired travellers sitting on the cold, hard floor for hours, waiting for their check in. It’s just inhumane. It’s what you imagine a third world airport would be, yet it’s New York. And the immigration officers at JFK have the nerve to treat all these travellers as potential criminals and terrorists? They should pay ME to go through JFK!

In contrast, I also had to wait a few hours in the incredible Taipei International Airport. And what a contrast! It was incredible. I did not mind spending a few hours there. There were free computers with free wifi all over the airport. Free libraries with big comfy seats to sit down and read. Art galleries to peruse. Lounge chairs to stretch out on and sleep. Shower facilities. Rest areas. A place to try Chinese calligraphy for free. Play rooms with toys and Lego. Kids playgrounds — more than one! Nursing rooms for breastfeeding mothers. A Butterfly Garden. A massage area. Imagine – an airport that actually WANTS people to enjoy themselves! After losing a piece of my soul in JFK, it was such a relief to just walk around Taipei Airport and see what they have to offer.

 

Wake up JFK — YOU SUCK! YOU SUCK YOU SUCK YOU SUCK!!!

 

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Under the sea

Recently I tried my hand at some underwater photography during a day of snorkelling at Hanagusuku Beach, on the south coast of Okinawa. These pics were taken with just a normal point and shoot, and I think they are not bad. Not amazing, but not bad for a first try in somewhat low visibility. My favorites are the hairy crab, and the stunning blue clam. Can you spot the crab?

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Kings and Queens

Once upon a time, Okinawa was its own ‘nation’, the Kingdom of the Ryukyus. With a distinct language and culture, it was, and in some ways still is, very distinct from mainland Japan, which took it over in 1879.

Every five years, Okinawans living abroad hold a massive reunion on Okinawa, with tens of thousands of people with Okinawan roots returning to the motherland. It’s the Uchinanchu Festival, and it turns Okinawa into a huge sort of party, with festivals, concerts, and inter cultural events.

One such event that I happened to catch was the Shuri Castle Festival, with its procession of the Kings and Queens of the Ryukyu Kingdom. It took place not at the castle itself, but on Kokusai Dori, the ‘main strip’ of downtown Naha.

First came the King and the Queen, followed by other members of the court. The procession turned out to be a solemn affair, with people in traditional costumes making slow steps down the street, some playing instruments such as sanshin, or doing a dance.

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The costumes were all very interesting – and totally different from anything you’d ever see at a festival in mainland Japan. But for me, the stars of the show arrived at the very end of the procession: the ladies with the large elaborate hats known as Hanagasa. A true symbol of Okinawa, the Hanagasa represents a red hibiscus, and the blue sections represent the waves of the ocean.

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They were gone too soon! And they really stole the show. Everyone wanted to follow them to take pictures. Their kimono are also special because they are made with the bingata designs, an Okinawan art style using stencils and dye.

The longer I stay here, the more I begin to understand why people consider themselves Okinawan first, and Japanese second.

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Manzamo and Cape Zanpa

During our recently staycation (see post below), we stopped at two scenic spots – Cape Zanpa and Cape Manzamo. Okinawa is blessed with a beautiful, rugged coastline, and there are lots of ‘capes’ to go visit. Usually there is a lighthouse, and in some cases a beach nearby. In this case, there were goats!

The first stop, Cape Zanpa, in Yomitan, is a pretty spot to go peer at the ocean, and Zanpa Beach is right next to it. But the thing that everyone with kids likes the best is feeding the goats carrots. I don’t know why there is a small goat enclosure at the cape, but for ¥100 you can buy a cup of carrots to feed them. Little kids just love this. But I have to say, goat’s eyes really freak me out.

Cape Manzamo, a bit further up the coast, is a real icon of Okinawa, due to the unusual rock formation that locals believe looks like an elephant’s nose. The limestone cliffs are very beautiful, as is the untouched reef hundreds of feet below. Beware though, there are lots of tour buses pulling up at Manzamo, and it was a bit crowded on the weekend.

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The iconic elephant’s nose

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The snorkelling here must be great! Perhaps no access? 

 

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Lifestyles of the rich and famous… on a pension

It’s been eight months since I’ve been on a plane. For me, that’s a new record. While living in Hong Kong it seemed that we were jetting out as often as possible. But since moving to Okinawa, we’ve just sort of stayed put and nested. I guess that is a good sign, that we don’t feel the constant need to fly OUT of the place where we live.

Nonetheless, I still get ‘hot foot’ and want to venture out. So this weekend past, I tried out the concept of a ‘staycation’. You know – taking a vacation in the place you actually live. And Okinawa being such a big island has a lot to offer in terms of places to explore and stay for a night or two.

So I booked us into a ‘pension’. That’s the Japanese word for guest house. Nothing fancy, but nice enough. Tatami room and kitchen. No meals, not on the beach front but close to restaurants and beaches. Seemed like a fine place to spend one night while exploring the coastline around Onna.

By sheer coincidence, a friend told me her and the family were staying in that area too for the weekend. But not at a pension. Oh no, quite the opposite. They were staying in the incredible and huge Renaissance Hotel. Private beach. Dolphin shows. Banana boat. Multiple restaurants. Room service. Gift shop. Macaws perched at various locations in the lobby (really!). Indoor and outdoor pool. A big, proper resort.

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So, we snuck in for the day, essentially, to meet up with these friends. Enjoyed a great lunch. Went down the waterslides in the pool. Took advantage of all the amenities. As we left, a giant white stretch limo pulled up to deliver some guests. Sigh!

Checking into the pension – after seeing the lap of luxury at Renaissance – was like letting all the air out of our balloon. Don’t get me wrong, it was perfectly fine, and clean, and comfortable, but it’s like comparing champagne to box wine. By evening we were so tired anyway, we pretty much just crashed for the night, and checked out the following morning.

Deciding to stay on the theme of pretending to be rich and famous, the next morning we paid $10 to spend the day at the beautiful Intercontinental Hotel, because Manza Beach is within the hotel grounds. As we walked onto the beach, my daughter looked around and said quietly, ‘Wow, I feel like this is my home’. Even at the age of three, she has figured out how to enjoy the finer things in life! And good for her. I pointed at the big hotel and promised her that next time we come back, we’ll be staying there instead. She nodded wisely.

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Anyway, if you don’t have the coin, but want to feel like you are staying at a big fancy hotel, then staying in a guest house and just paying to enter for the day is a good way to do to. But next time I stay at a hotel, it won’t be on a pension budget.

 

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The beach in the city

Naminoue Beach, the only beach within Naha city limits, is a small but very pleasant patch of sand to go stick your toes in. Situated beneath the scenic Naminoue Shrine, and unfortunately now located under a huge, concrete overpass, it is not a beach that has a good reputation. But hey, I will let you be the judge.

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Pretty nice, right?

If you can mentally overlook the highway in front of your eyes, Naminoue Beach is actually really nice. And if you only have, say, only 24 hours, or a brief cruise ship stop in Naha, it is worth going to take a swim and relax.

Two Okinawan locals have told me that compared to beaches further up the island, or on other islands, Naminoue is considered pretty much the worst beach in Okinawa. I beg to differ though. The water was crystal clear, no pollution or junk floating around, and hey, ten minutes from my house… well that’s pretty hard to beat. It was a pleasant surprise, really, to find that there is such a thing as a clean city beach.

If you are staying in Naha and don’t drive (or don’t want to struggle to figure out the local buses), Naminoue is a great place to go soak up some sun, feel the sand between your toes, and have a cold beer as the sun sets. Plus, it’s walking distance to lots of hotels, near to the Fukushuen Gardens, and the city centre.

 

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Please don’t go to this place

Under no circumstances should you go to this place, a tiny island off of Okinawa called Aka-Jima. Just trust me, don’t go. You won’t like it.

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The environment there is so polluted and destroyed, it cannot support any true wildlife.

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The food at the minshuku, or guest houses, is boring, bland and disgusting. You’re guaranteed to still be hungry after each meal.

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There is nothing to see or do on the island, and very little local atmosphere.

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And the worst part is, there are so many goddam tourists everywhere, you’ll feel like you’re on a beach in Phuket during Christmas. There is no escape from the crowds, you will regret ever going there.

Believe me, I wouldn’t lie to you.

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But sarcastic jokes aside…. I was this close to not writing about the trip to Aka Jima, because I want it to stay the way it is: untouched, pristine, and most of all, QUIET. It’s one of the most unique places I’ve ever been to, and a true island paradise.

This tiny island in the Kerama Marine Park has only 300 human residents, and much more in terms of sea turtles and wild Kerama deer who roam the tiny streets. There is a string of tiny guest houses and dive shops along the beach front (the entire town only has three streets), and little else, other than two small supermarkets and two or three restaurants and cafes. At night the sky is so dark, you can see the satellites crossing the sky.

Just incredible. I didn’t want to leave. Every beach had amazing snorkelling, and one beach is home base for a big group of turtles who you are 100% guaranteed to see. One day after watching the turtles, we came back to the guest house and saw wild deer outside our door. And of course….. the blue. Kerama Blue, they call it. The unspoilt beauty of the clean, clear ocean. Ahh.

Yes, DON’T GO!!! In fact forget you read this. Don’t ever go!!

 

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Yonabaru Giant Tug-of-War

We could hear the festival coming from a distance, starting with the low, mournful sound of huge conch shells being blown, somewhere up the street. Booooooo-eeeee. Booooo-eeeeee. The road had been closed off to vehicles, and a smallish crowd of people were on the sidewalk, waiting, and watching. Then we heard the drums and percussion, and saw them coming; the two teams, red and purple, who would vie that day to become the winner of the Giant Tug-of-War.


This part of the festival, the procession up the road before the battle, is called michijyune. The street filled with people dancing in traditional Okinawan yukata (robes), their hands moving in the air. In the crowd I could also see a handful of men in very elaborate kimono, representing previous kings from when Okinawa was the Kingdom of the Ryukyus.

Once the michijyune was over, the crowds all headed towards the field where the battle would take place. We found the teams laying the rope out on the road — it was massive! Apparently it weighs five tons. No wonder it takes dozens of people to carry and pull it.

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The rope enters the field
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The rope is so big, the Kings can stand on it
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The two teams push one loop through the other using long sticks, and then a large pole is inserted to lock them in place. Only then do they drop the rope and start pulling

And then, BOOM. The rope fell to the ground, the kings standing on the rope almost tumbled off, and people exploded into action. The crowd swayed and moved to either join in or avoid the rope. The air filled with the sounds of people chanting hai-ya! hai-ya! But then, much to my surprise, the whole affair, the actual pulling, only lasted a minute and a half! The purple team took victory. Apparently the longest contest ever was only 15 minutes. But after such a lead up to the tug-of-war, it felt a bit…. anti-climatic!

However, the event was not done. The second tug-of-war, obviously designed to please the crowds, allowed families and small children to get in on the action. So we decided to join in too, from the very back of the rope, because with little kids it’s not so safe to get too close to where strong men are pulling with all their might. At the back of the rope, there are smaller sections to hold on to.

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Pull! PULL!

Boy did our hands hurt from all that pulling! The second tug-of-war took a bit longer, but the opposing team won. Afterwards we even took a bit of the rope home. Apparently it’s good luck to tie up a piece of the rope and take it with you after the event. I watched as the officiators took a mallet and break open a huge straw barrel of awamori (Okinawa liquor), so I guess it was party time.

The next tug-of-war takes place in Naha, but apparently attracts thousands and thousands of people. So if you are averse to crowds, then smaller events like the Yonabaru tug-of-war may be more your style!

 

 

 

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Tomori Stone Lion

Tucked away on a hill overlooking the quiet agricultural town of Yaese, southern Okinawa, sits the island’s oldest, and perhaps most historically significant, shisa.

(Yes yes, ANOTHER post about shisa!! Sorry!)

Sometimes Google leads you on an accidental wild goose chase. In my search for information about the origins of shisa, I just happened to click on a black and white photo that piqued my interest. After reading a bit more about it, I decided it was worth a little day trip to check it out. With map in hand, we set out to find it.

This dear old shisa, with its friendly looking face and slightly goofy, perpetually grin, endured one of the fiercest gun fights during the Battle of Okinawa, and still has the bullet holes to prove it.

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We attempted to recreate the battle scene. Not quite the right angle, but close enough, I guess!

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From the same spot today, you can see lots of farms, schools and villages, as well as a beautiful blue ocean in the distance. The scorched earth has also regrown and now has a beautiful big gajumaru tree.

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There isn’t much to see in Yaese town, but it is worth visiting the Tomori Stone Lion if you happen to be in the area.

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This one is waiting for the bus!

 

 

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Legends of the Shisa

It’s only a few minutes away and I drive past it five days a week when I go to school in the morning – an uninteresting looking mound of green grass tucked away behind some yakiniku restaurants and a Family Mart. I had no idea that this tiny hill had such significance!

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Everyone knows about shisa. They’re everywhere. They’re on top of houses, in front of banks, on the roof or entrance of every library and hospital and school. The protectors of properties and chasers away of bad spirits are the icon of Okinawa. And heavily branded too! T-shirts, souvenirs, posters, on the sides of buses, anywhere you could possibly use the image of a shisa, it’s there.

So, I started looking one day for information about the legend of the shisa. And during my search, from click to click to click, I just happened to find out that the real legend of the shisa starts right there on that lump of earth I drive by every day.

It’s called Gaanamui — Gaana Woods — and it’s where it all began.

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Here’s the story, summarised. Long long ago, at Shuri Castle (yes, the same red castle in the previous post), the King of the Ryukyu Kingdom received a visitor from China, who brought with him a necklace which had a tiny stone lion-dog creature on it. The emissary tells the king that it is a protective amulet, and the king wears it under his robes.

Meanwhile, in the village of Madanbashi (my backyard!!), there is a dragon busy terrorising the residents, destroying their homes, and killing all in its way. The high priestess of the area has a vision that the King will use an amulet to scare away the dragon. She sends a young boy named Chiga to relay the message to the King.

The King goes to Madanbashi to see for himself the damage, and face the dragon. The dragon appears, and fearing for his life, the King pulls out the tiny shisa from around his neck, and holds it up to the dragon.

According to some versions of the story, the shisa amulet emits a fearsome roar that shakes the earth. A giant boulder flies up into the sky, and falls onto the dragon’s back. The dragon lays there, and slowly starves to death. And the dragon’s body is apparently what is under the Gaana Mui mound that sits there, so unassuming, on the side of the road today, next to the convenience store.

The villagers build a stone statue of the shisa to honour it, and the village was never terrorised again. That is why to this day, people use stone shisa for protection.

If you want to visit Gaana Mui, be aware that in the summer time the hill is FULL of very aggressive kamimaze cicadas who literally dive bomb you as you walk on the tiny path and scream in your ear. Seriously! So maybe summer time is not the best time to go, when cicadas are everywhere.

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The path to the top – BEWARE OF INSANE CICADAS

 

Here’s the map:

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Shuri Castle at Night

Every night, Naha’s most iconic castle gets illuminated after sunset, making its distinctive red colour even more striking.

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Going to see Shuri Castle in the evening is a great way to beat the relentless heat of summer. Nowadays the sun doesn’t set until almost 8pm, so we got there around 7.30 and were pleasantly surprised to also find that there was almost nobody there. It was such a pleasure to be able to stroll around at our own pace, and take pictures that didn’t include the back of Chinese tourists’ heads.

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Take note – some of the castle gates close at 8.30 or 9pm, but the iconic Shureimon main gate remains open. We had parked at the official castle parking lot, but that is only open until 9pm. If you want to stay longer to walk around or take pictures, I’d recommend parking at one of the many 24 hour coin parking lots, close to the castle entrance, and then walking to the castle grounds.

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Churaumi Aquarium

It’s the third largest aquarium in the world and one of the top attractions for visitors in Okinawa. Located in the northern part of the island, the absolutely massive Ocean Expo Park is home to the Churaumi Aquarium, where you could spend hours walking through the various tanks and observation rooms, with tropical fish, giant lobsters, teeny tiny seahorses, and turtles.

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But the real stars of the show are the whale sharks, and it’s easy to see why. They’re incredible, and huge. Watching them glide around the tank, flanked my stingrays, it’s really a majestic sight.

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Um, yeah. I’m not sure what to say about this next picture. Did the designer not notice what this whale mouth resembles….?  The parents all had a good snicker, while the kids pretended to get swallowed by the beast.

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Actually, I just learnt that I’ve actually seen the second biggest aquarium in the world, too, without even knowing it. The Dubai Mall aquarium is also massive. But I still think the whale sharks and cooler than a sunken Mini.

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Dubai Mall aquarium, 2011