Showing posts with label travel. Show all posts
Showing posts with label travel. Show all posts

Thursday, September 03, 2009

ExhAugusted

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Warning: This post has nothing worth warning you about in it.
So August has come and gone, and my summer is basically over. I'd say the end came just after Mr. Chris's visit around Obon, as I spent the rest of the month in China. Looking back, it was all a bit intense:
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- The locals of the last year all began to depart back to their countries of origin, and we lost a few good men and women. Still, I increased my potential locations to crash while travelling, if one is looking on the bright side. See you soon guys.
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- Jake arrived and we hit Summer Sonic, which I was too busy to even do a delayed "live blog" for. If you're feeling ripped off, Jake's report on it sums the 2 days up well. While I missed Soulwax and Birdy Nam Nam, I did get to see NIN in their last tour (who were most excellent), and Aphex Twin, who was also quite intense. Boo-urns to Phoenix and Placebo for letting little things like their health get in the way of playing - you shall be redeemed when you come back for a separate tour. All in all, not as good as Fuji, but at least my clothes didn't get permanent mudstains.

- Jake left, to be replace by another certain Wellytownian. Chris and I, along with a tiny but fierce Swiss girl trekked down to Shikoku to Tokushima's Awa Odori. Thousands of dancers, tens of thousands of tourists, a warm evening by a river and more taiko than you can shake a drumstick at. Good times, though as our host was right to point out, it's OK to watch, but much more fun to do. And do I...uh...did.

- Chris moved on to bigger things (Europe), but not before getting his karaoke on - good times. Then I was left with 2 precious nights with the missus, one of which I had couch surfers, the other one she had work. Fantastic. Oh well - off to China.

- Various work-related crises overted, I return home to find my cellphone bill for roaming in China is 94,000yen. 940USD. 9 Bajillion New Zealand Dollars. Oh well - not using the iPhone overseas again...

- I made a mix of some tracks I got in August, and some tracks I've wanted to hear in a mix but haven't. It's terribly amateur at times, the volume needs normalising for starters, but hey it's a start. Start of what? We'll see, if I actually do continue trying to mix music. The mix is here.

- Somewhere in between China and coming back, all the Gaidai exchange students left, so now I have no friends I can pretend to be 20 with.

- Mio left for Spain for 3 weeks, completing my bereavement and leaving me with a next-door-neighbour, 2 random german guys crashing at my house and 3 bottles of South gin. Dangerous parameters.

September is gunning to be 3 weeks of recuperation, abstinence, exercise and work, with a final week with the parentals on a 5 day tiki tour of Japan. All of which are well needed.

Tuesday, July 28, 2009

Fuji Rock Festival: The not-so-live blogging experience

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Warning: These micro-posts are all on a 6+ day delay.

The cellphone coverage at Naeba Ski Resort (home of the Fuji Rock Festival again this year) was sufficiently patchy, and my interest in the outside world sufficiently minimal that I didn't manage much in the way of live status updates from Fuji.
However I do enjoy live micro-blogging from festivals and events, and in blatant disregard for the fact that this all happened days ago, I'm still going to bring you my report of Fuji Rock in time-stamped, twitter-esque form. Consider it delayed coverage, like if you don't have cable.
Here goes.

Friday, July 24th


[0:15] We're off! Just about to leave Namba, with a packed car and 5 excited passengers. I can't see out the back window for all the luggage. Red Bulls and pumping stereo are ready. Bring on 8 hours of driving!

[4:30] Sunrise and we're making great time. Alex, Yutaka and Kate are passed out in the back, while Mio's keeping me company as we listen to Diplo's Essential Mix from last year and admire the Sea of Japan from the passenger-side window.

[5.40] Some random guy in a van decided to tail me in my blindspot. He looked a little off the boil so we pulled off the highway to lose him. Should be in the mountains by 7am!

[6.50] Good news: Just saw the sign saying 10km to go! Bad news: it's spitting, and a call from Rob (who's already there) says it rained something atrocious last night.

[7.25] We have arrived! And we are immediately greeted by pouring rain. Didn't even start until we were out of the car. Queuing for wristbands. Pain.

[9:00] Tent's are up, but the rain's still coming down. I'm having a nap to make up for missing sleep last night.
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[14:20] Down at the White Stage, and Major Lazer roll out in dashing suits with Brazilian dancers dressed in mummy-esque rags (Hottie Cat, I later found out). It's early days in the festival and already everyone's jumping up and down like maniacs

[14:45] Switch & Diplo drop Pon De Floor, and we get a circle going with a bunch of Brits and random Japanese girls. The ground is a slushy mess of muddy clay, and my sandals & legs are caked with it.

[15:05] Dubstep remix of a reggae track from their album. Madness!

[15:15] Walking back through the masses. Alex teaches some Japanese the meaning of the word "choad".

[16.30] Back up at the tent - we chose a spot up the top and jeez it's a mission to walk up. Nice view though, and the privacy is golden. Can hear Lily Allen playing a cover of Womanizer in the distance.

[18:20] Down at the Red Marquee (the only indoor stage, mainly for electronic acts) to see Peaches. She strolls out wearing a puffy jacket that somewhat resembles a peach, and a scary lycra balaclava. Strips out of it by the time she finishes the first song, and says "I'm Peaches, you can call me momo."
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[18.50] These Japanese boys go crazy for Peaches. Her haircut is permed on top and shaved at the sides, in a kind of 80s scary lesbian style that goes with her crimson makeup across her eyes. Looking a bit old, but entertaining none the less, especially with her hot guitarist.

[18.55] "Shirts come off, shirts-shirts come off" says Peaches and most of the crowd (well, the male contingent) oblige.

[19:30] Dinner time. Most of the food here looks fantastic. Alex can't stop saying how the festival is "exactly like Glastonbury". Those doner kebabs look fantastic.
Taste even better.

[20:30] Red Marquee is fairly packed out for Simian Mobile Disco. They have their mixers stood up vertically, set into what look like record cases. The 3D feel to it looks like they're tinkering with a model of a building plan. The music is pounding and intense, the crowd responsive in kind.

[22:15] Chilling out in the food court, listening to Oasis blasting out at the Green Stage from across the way. Too packed & muddy to bother heading over there - only those prepared with gumboots and camping chairs can really handle the conditions.

[23:00] Eye from Japanese band The Boredoms starts up the "Planet Groove" all night session in the Red Marquee. He's OK - if The Boredoms themselves were here it would be 1000x more entertaining: those guys have drums. Lots of drums.

Saturday, July 25th


[0:30] Gang Gang Dance are on, and the crowd has swelled. People have been talking to me about these guys all day, but they're just 2 or 3 degrees too hippy-ish for us. Some white guy on stage is wearing what looks like a Tibetan postman's uniform and is holding a white flag made from a rubbish bag tied to an umbrella. The singer is impressive, but old and quite frankly a bit scary. House Jam sounds good, but the rest of the set doesn't go anywhere. It's like LCD Soundsystem in boring slow-motion.

[1:20] Finally, the hippies depart, calling on "Diplo & Switch". Seems it's just Diplo though.

[1:30] Pon De Floor does it's 2nd run of the night. Getting a bit of a vibe on now.

[2:05] Peaches is dancing on a speaker with her hot bassist. Diplo's revving the crowd up with his mike. Typical American DJs - but it's working.

[2:20] Stage is getting crowded: Switch is out there now. Diplo's chugging back red wine from a bottle. His Harder Better Faster Stronger remix gets spun.

[2:25] Diplo rinses out some solid dubstep.

[2:40] Fuck The Pain Away, and Peaches is dancing above the decks now.

[2:50] Diplo: "You guys have no idea what you're in for now." Well, some of us do. Buraka Som Sistema, a la Lisbon! DJ Riot, electronic drums, real drums, 2 MCs (the large Andro and the classy Kalaf Ângelo), and the exceedingly hot and vibrationally-talented MC Blaya.

[3:00] These guys are insane.

[3:05] They just blended in "Rhythm is a dancer"!! Fuck I haven't heard that in forever.

[3:15] Diplo is back on stage. Looks pretty drunk.
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[3:20] Buraka just invited a whole bunch of girls up on stage. I thrust Mio over the bar and Kalaf was nice enough to say she was cool to come up. Peaches jumps back on the stage, they fire off some gun full of gold streamers and everyone's going nuts.

[3:30] Diplo has now scaled the lighting frame and is hanging from the ceiling like a monkey 2 metres above the stage. Motherfucker's brachiating.

[3.40] Buraka come to a close - amazing set with everything in it. Ass-shaking, pounding beats, talented MCs and one drunk American stealing the show. Diplo has now brought out a watergun and is shooting the MCs and the crowd - over the equipment of DJ Craze and Klever, who are very politely freaking out about it.

[4.15] Craze & Klever are ripping it up, but its basically more of the same as Diplo's set, with scratching - and we're tired. Let the exodus back up the hill to the tent commence.

[8.30] WTF - suddenly awake, to find the tent is sweltering. Stumble outside - hello sunshine! My happiness is competing heavily with my feeling of sweaty, sleep-deprived, dehydrated exhaustion.

[9.30] Kobo-chan has arrived, so I'll have to go pick him up from the carpark. Oh well - no more sleep for me.
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[10.00] Chilling outside the tent - pretty sure I'm getting sunburnt. Bread, tinned tuna and bananas for brekkie.

[11.30] At an onsen just up the road. Heaven is washing away the night before. Alex can't stop saying how having an onsen is "nothing like Glastonbury". Nab a few beers at the combini on the way back and chill with a fairly odd Aussie and his very cool Japanese mate.

[14:30] There are a few bands on but noone big yet, so we'll take the cable car up to the Day Dreaming stage. First: watermelon, and a big bottle of Sangria.

[15:00] Jeez, this gondola is massive. Biggest in Japan, apparently. 20 minute ride up through the mountains - people like ants at the stages below.

[15:15] Christ - just saw some people in a gondola car going the other way, all wearing Doraemon masks. They looked more like hostages than like people enjoying themselves - hilariously unnerving.

[15:30] This stage is amazing! Like we've been transported to some kind of hippie central. Furry characters like pandas and rabbits are skipping after a girl playing a mouth organ. The music is reggae laced with some breaks, with a Japanese MC. Really chilled way to kill the afternoon.

[16:05] Sadly they're finishing at 16:30, and the rain's about to return. Back down the cable car - but not before bumping into our mates from Osaka again. Tequila shots in the gondola on the way back down.

[17:20] Back down at the Green Stage to see Ben Harper. "We're Relentless 7, and we're here to sing the blues."

[17:30] "We're Tim & Mio, and we're here to sit on a groundsheet and sleep away the early evening."

[17:40] Not a single classic Ben Harper track in sight. Looks like he left behind his soul tracks when he joined his new band. Tis a shame - the new sound is good, but not half as fun as last time I saw the guy.

[18:50] Dinner time: Pizza for me. Mio goes with curry with nan.

[19:40] Stroll back to the Green Stage to check out the Kiyoshiro Memorial gig. Perfect timing - Tortoise Matsumoto from the Ulfuls comes on to bash out a soulful tribute. Brings tears to my eyes, and I didn't even know who Kiyoshiro was until today. Matsumoto is all class - lots of passion and a fantastic voice.

[20:00] Hiroto and Mashi from The Blue Hearts come on to do a few tracks. Hiroto is a maniac - always chewing or moving his mouth even when he's not singing. "Rock n Roll will not die!" he proclaims in Japanese. Reminds me of Mick Jagger, perhaps a little uglier but great presence.

[20:15] A big group effort, a montage of Kiyoshiro footage on the big screens, and it's all over, with most of the crowd weeping. Beautiful send-off.

[21:30:] We move a bit closer for Franz Ferdinand. They come on to "Do You Wanna", which is good fun.

[21:50] Bit too many songs we don't know, and we're saving our energy. Nice visuals on the big screens though.

[22:30] Right - they've played "Take Me Out", and it's go time.

[23:00] Red Marquee's "Tribal Circus" tonight- first up: FAKE BLOOD! Being first kind of sucks though, as the crowds haven't really accumulated yet. He's wearing a woodcutter shirt. And he's bald. No way.

[23:05] "Love, it's a weird thing ain't it"

[23:??] Pulls out Sonic C's Stickin', which is about the 3rd time I've heard it this festival. Also pulls Pon De Floor, which seems to be the track of the weekend. Crowd's loving it.

Sunday July 26th

[0:05] "Mars!"

[0:15] Wow, that was over quick. Shame it wasn't a full 2 hours. 80kidz is getting packed, so I think we'll go outside for a break.

[0:45] Some nice drumnbass going on at the Ganban Night Stage - not sure who's playing, as the line-up isn't announced.

[1:00] Fake Blood just rolled up on the Ganban Night Stage! We rush down the front. He's only playing to around 100 people.

[1:30] This set is much more experimental. "I'm Horny" accapella on "Mars".

[1:50] ...and he wraps it up with some fun loops on "Voulez-vous" by Abba. That's more like it. Not as intense due to the crowd size, but a much more satisfying set.

[2:00] Damn, we've missed Bloody Beetroots.

[2:30] Still outside, eating pizza and chilling. Seems a shame to be missing all the music, but it's just as fun in the crowds of the courtyard.

[2:50] Back inside to see The Shoes. They're cranking it - far harder than when I saw them at Summer Sonic. Admittedly, that set was one of the first of the day, whereas this is one of the last.

[3:05] "Ich-ni-san-shi-go, Knock Out!" Sounds like they borrowed the vocalist from 80kidz for a Japanese sample.

[3:15] And to close out the night, Crookers!

[3:30] Fake Blood is dancing like a robotic nazi on their decks.

[4:00] This is turning into a quality set. Down by DZ just got dropped. Dubstep rears its brutish head yet again.

[4:30] Right, I'm spent. Wanted to stick around for Day N Nite, but I think that's enough for one day.

[10:30ish] Last day! Better get up and enjoy it. So tired. Kobo-chan is up and off already.
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[11:30] First act I'm keen on is Jimmy Eat World at 15.50, so we spend the morning dancing to electro on Al's speakers and looking like idiots. This feels as much like Fuji Rock as the rest of it. Good times.

[15:00] Pack up most of the stuff and stroll down to the car. It starts pouring down and we seek shelter inside. By the time it stops it's looking hard to make it on time for Jimmy.

[16:30] Lunch: delicious pork on rice.

[18:00] More packing - now we're free to enjoy the evening.

[20:00] Waltz past Fall Out Boy on the way to Animal Collective. FOB sounding so much more sell-out that in years past, when I used to look forward to seeing them.

[20:15] Night lights are looking beautiful.

[20:40] Animal Collective come on. I don't know this band, but I've heard amazing things. Sadly, the things I'm hearing from the actual band aren't as amazing. 10 minutes in and it's obvious this is far too "experimental" (which I find is a polite word for "pretentious and botched attempt at originality").
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[20:50] Decide to check out the other half of the festival. Stroll through the boardwalk, where they have hung mirrorballs in the forest. Serene.
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[21:30] Chilling at the Orange Court, where Seun Kuti is playing, amid talking about women's "nyash", which seems to mean "ass".

[22:00] Back to the White Stage for the only real act I want to see today: Royksopp!

[22:30] Oh, they're just as awesome as I remember them. Bouncy bouncy fantasy music on a cool evening where the rain has blessedly stayed away. Anneli Drecker is doing the vocals - and the foxy dance moves.

[22:40] Obviously the only Japanese words Torbjørn knows are "Hai!" and "Honto ni arigatogozaimas!", but he uses them to great comic effect. A man after my true heart.

[23:00] After a downbeat, almost unrecognisable variation on What Else is There, Anneli dons an owl costume for Tricky Tricky, the other Karin track. This crowd is nice and fun, if a little tired.

[23:20] A one track encore, and they're done! 10 mins early, too. Sad. Still, stand-out performance from two of the (seemingly) nicest guys in electronic music.

[0:00] Finally make it back to the Green Stage to see Basement Jaxx. The rain may be gone, but the mud! Insanity. Half-wade, half-dance our way across the area. The Jaxx are bringing it fullsteam though, good times all round.

[0:30] Heading back to the car. Sure hope I can drive back safely. Gotta drop Kobo in Tokyo too.

[1.45] Right, everyone's here, we're packed, I've accidentally spilled Red Bull all over my seat, but we're off! Bye, Fuji Rock! See you next year!

Thursday, March 12, 2009

(Rugby World Cup) Final-ly


Warning: Kicking the ball between this post does not score 3 points.

I remember being ecstatic when NZ pulled out a coup and won the rights for the Rugby World Cup in 2011, but it was so long ago that I've actually lost touch with the fact that it will be played down under in September 2011.

Assuming NZ makes the final (which, as we all know, is less likely than not, given previous history), then it will be 1400 big ones to go see them try to break a losing streak that dates over 20 years now. However, if the exchange rate with yen is anything like it is right now, that's only 70,000 yen, i.e. a lot less than the Football WC Final was in Japan. So, I may well consider getting in there.

The reason this comes up is that it adds a spanner in the works of my travelling plans - which were to quit work and travel for the 9 months or so starting April 2010. But if I were to try to hit this, and I'm not the country in 2011 (seems unlikely atm), then it might be a bit much on the old savings. So, perhaps I should start in 2011 and finish up in NZ?
Having said that, I'll be 27 by then, and I like the idea of travelling before I get to the age that I'm thinking about being a bit more grounded and the like.
Hrmm. Thoughts?

Thursday, February 05, 2009

One day, we're gonna live, in Paris

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Warning: This post has insufficient funds.

The final leg of my trip to Europe was a night in Paris before jetting back to Osaka. The original plan was to go early in the morning with Sam, have a romantic walk along the Seine and check out the city before a night out. Sam couldn't make it in the end, so I headed off in the afternoon to check into a hotel and have 16 hours of Paris to myself.
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First stop was a compulsory trip to Le Tour Eiffel, which was quite surreal - felt like meeting a celebrity. I avoided the queues for the lift and the guys selling roses (trying to con boyfriends into thinking an obligatory romantic gesture is in order), and merely enjoyed staring at it from underneath. For all its hype (and anti-climax: I heard at least one American girl say "it's so small!"), it really is a beautiful structural work. I want to climb amongst the steel and take pictures at interesting angles. Can't say I thought much of the epileptic strobe lighting that intermittedly explodes from it.

Getting halfway across the city (from Gard du l'Est to the Tower) was almost as simple as it is in Japan - though the Metro system suffers from graffiti scratched on the windows that brings the whole image down. I found it painful to look at - for some reason it reminded me of scar tattoos that gang members inflict on themselves with knives. The subway limped along, a victim of torture.

Dinner was pizza at a cafe, and after a kip I headed out to Rex Club, where Danger & Digikid 84 were playing. Nice club, large without too much fronting from the kids and only 15EUR to get in. I say "only 15 EUR" when that's around $NZ37, but considering the price of the drinks the entry fee was a bargain. 10EUR for Sex On the Beach* may sound like a cheap hook-up, but it's very dear if said sex on said beach is in the form of a mocktail masquerading as an alcoholic beverage. Still - I guess it stops binge-drinking...

Drinks weren't the only expensive thing - the hotel was 42EUR for a watercloset with a hard bed. This was apparently a steal seeing as I had the room to myself and most places would ask for double that, but it's hard to see it that way when you're wondering if the bed is supposed to make that cracking noise when you get in it.
But bar the prices, Paris did have this air of a city I could get very accustomed to. If I could only afford it. It's certainly on my growing list of places to visit (again) when I'm off travelling in 2010, but I might need to make some Parisian friends to avoid blowing my budget in a week.

Finally, here's a 5-second clip of a guy playing an accordion on the train. I think he's awesome. I bet the locals hate him.

More photos on Flickr and Facebook.

*Let me point out I don't drink Sex on the Beach. People I bought drinks for do. I'd never stoop to that alcohol level.

Tuesday, February 03, 2009

Buddha Pest

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Warning: This post requires warmer clothing.

Part of my trip to Europe over New Years was around 20 hours in Budapest, mainly to visit Andris (a mate since '06: he went to Gaidai and we met at the kid's camp I mentioned earlier). He's just had a kid with his wife Adrian, a bouncing bubble-cheeked girl named Viktoria. Anyway, my lack of time and money meant I flew over in the afternoon and back out at midday the following day, but it was worth it to catch up and see where the man is at these days.


I flew via Wizz Air - I think they're Hungarian, and they have hot pink planes. They also have very cheap flights. It ended up costing me 60EUR or so each way, but that's with a week's notice and at the end of the year. I can't get prices like that in NZ or Japan even if I book 4 months in advance for a Tuesday morning in February.
The flipside is that the flights are almost guaranteed to be delayed 1-2 hours and there's no meal (nor seat-allocation), but hey - what you pay is what you get.

My impression of Budapest (all 5 hours or so of it) was one of a country sitting on the fence between developed and developing, between Eastern Europe and Western culture, with layer upon layer of ancient architecture, relics of Soviet control, and, well, Tesco's. It felt beautiful and also withered - but maybe that's just what winter does to a place.

The Hungarian women, who are vaunted by men (though it is mentioned in Lonely Planet that hotties are often used as bait for muggings in bars) certainly stood out, but they're not really my type. Something about the fashion or the extensive eyebrow-waxing just feels like they're trying too hard. The girls who tone it down a bit are probably very attractive, but so many look a bit "cheap". Or is that "expensive"? Certainly either way they look like they have a price.


Photos are on Facebook and Flickr of our "Budapest in 90 minutes" tour across the city in the morning. There's also a few videos I took of Andris's apartment and driving over the famous Budapest "chain bridge". Good times.




Thanks for having me Andris & family - I'll come see you next time I want cheap DVDs and vicious Eastern European spirits. Take care!

Saturday, January 31, 2009

Who needs photos of a "pissing boy"


Manneken Pis, and his audience


Warning: This post is affected by climate.

January's come and gone. What the hell? I still haven't gotten used to writing '09 instead of '08. While simultaneously from a work perspective I'm already declaring February a lost cause for sales and working in the realm of March.
One thing I don't really like about my job is that I hardly consider the present. Forward planning is lovely, but I wouldn't mind stopping and smelling the roses a little more. Christmas comes in August, otherwise it won't arrive at Walmart on time. My next travel plans are 15 months away. My last ones were already a month ago - a visit to Mr. Sam in Belgium.

Anyone had bets that the first non-Asian countries I'd visit would be America and Belgium? That quinella would have paid handsomely once upon a time - I'm instinctively adverse to so much pop culture and politics from America, and I didn't even know where Belgium was ("in Europe somewhere near France") until about a year ago. Home of good chocolate and beer, it was on the list, but surely Spain or Germany first?
But no, just after Christmas I invited myself to Sam's house in sweet (and historically preserved) Ghent (spelt "Gent" in Flemish, but for some reason we add an "h"). Sam's a mate from the good old days in Gaidai - in fact, my very first post on this blog features a weekend summer camp trip we helped out on). Korean-born, Belgian-raised and fairly charming, I felt it was high-time for something of a reunion with the man.
Sam works at a chocolate company. This stereotype of Belgians should have had excellent dividends in the cocoa-souvenir department, but sadly I was unable to get him to smuggle any "work-materials" back for "sampling". I trust that next time I see him this will be remedied.

So, Belgium. I called my parents while I was there, and my father said "how is it? People tell me it's boring." Well, so's Lower Hutt in the winter, really. And we don't have old buildings to look at. We just have Queensgate.
I didn't find Belgium boring. I may have if I was a tourist, but I wasn't. I don't really like visiting countries for touristy reasons - I'll have much more fun meeting someone, eating dinner or riding public transport than I will taking cliched photos of the Eiffel Tower. There are some exceptions, sure: I'd like to see The Great Wall. I had a Canadian couchsurfer at my old place who said he slipped past the barriers of the tourist part to see sections people can't normally go to. Much as Chinese authority scares me, that sounds excellent - tourist groups just irritate me.


A few of the patron saints of Belgium.
Well, beers made by monks.


The best moments in Belgium had to include the beer. First night out with jetlag, I thought I was a bit of a lightweight in only putting away 4 handles (ジョッキ), but then I realise that the beer is 9-11%. Seeing as Japanese beer is glorified water, this is like going from Malibu to Coruba. Good luck keeping up the pace.

Sam's family are as mildly-neurotic as he is, and a bunch of good souls at heart. I don't think I gave enough thanks for the various gifts thrust my way, from cigars to fries with excellent mayonnaise, and several thousand mp3s courtesy of Sam's younger brother Hein ("Henn"). His friends were also good sorts - nice enough to revert to English even for conversation I wasn't directly involved in. It was easy to forget that none of them were native speakers - if there's one thing Flanders-Belgians can boast, it's language skills. Even under the influence of New Year's Eve champagne on a rooftop at -6C, they were still making jokes that many so-called "native speakers" would struggle to produce.

New Years Eve itself was a 4 course meal, and I'm fairly sure 90% of the dishes contained cheese. Oh cheese. I missed you so. We were never meant to be apart so long, but Japanese cheese doesn't make the grade and imported stuff costs much for mediocrity.
Good wine, food and highly unsuccessful scratch-and-win tickets finished with, we headed into town without specific plans, which is always a bad idea on New Years because anywhere good is full and anywhere else is too expensive for how terrible it is. Anti-climax aside, it was a good night and my 4th different country to bring in the new year.

Other highlights included seeing Andris and his lovely wife and kid in Budapest, and an Amazing Race-esque circuit of the sights around town in the few hours I had before my flight back (I only stayed 20 hours), the coffee (thank God, I was so deprived I was beginning to think Starbucks was kinda good) and strolling around Ghent thinking it was beautiful but needed a touch of green (guess I'll have to go back in summer). But most of all it was the awesome people - my favourite part of going places. Meeting someone amazing/malicious can make/break my whole opinion of a place. And I didn't meet a single person in Belgium who wasn't top notch.

Thursday, December 18, 2008

Top 8 of 08: Destinations


Warning: This post is going places - or went them, at the least.

So I went a few places this year. A fair few. Everywhere from the local supermarket ("Super Tamade") to Vegas. I also attended my share of musically-orientated assemblies - where much fun was to be had.
Here's a bunch of lists.

Top Places I Went of 2008 (grammar intentional)

1. San Diego - Wonderful city. If I can get past the aging hippies and the gange infatuation, this may be the beginning of a beautiful relationship.

2. Melbourne - More crazies than SD, but even more fun. Saw more bar fights in one night than I have in my other 24 years. Beautiful & (essentially) friendly though.


3. Hong Kong - The insane town that it is. Hotter and more bustling than anywhere I've ever been - and this was in autumn. Always makes me feel very very poor.


4. Sapporo - I was in Hokkaido for less than 24 hours and didn't see much more than Dora's apartment, an izakaya and the bottoms of a very large number of Kirin bottles, but it seemed like a wonderful place. Plans to go back have already been made (and shelved due to lack of time & money).


5. Wellington - Can't beat it on a good day huh? Was nice to be back home, especially for long enough to feel sad when I was leaving.


6. Bali - Bar the rubbish and the extreme UV, was very beautiful, and the hotel our boss had us up in for the 2 nights on a company vacation was exorbitant and fantastic. Hagglers were a bit of fun too - if irritating eventually.


7. Morioka - a small town in northern Tokyo, my 3 nights in Morioka consisted of drinking, karaoke, sleeping and beginning the cycle again. Wonderful town from a part of Japan I almost couldn't imagine - the attraction lies in that it has no "attractions".


8. Tokyo - well who doesn't love Tokyo? I've been there 5 times this year; twice I stayed less than 6 hours (flight transfer), twice were only for an evening, and once for a whole weekend. That's kinda how we stay friends - moderation. Plus I don't want Osaka to think I'm cheating on her.

Top Gigs/sets of 2008


1. Mr. Oizo @ We Love Sounds (Melbourne, June) - I think enough has been said about this, but it was a defining hour of my musical life. I think I kissed a man too.


2. Boys Noize @ Ganban Night, Makuhari Messe (Tokyo, October) - 3.30am, I'm about to pass out, and this guy mixes up a storm. Noone else could have kept me on that dancefloor and leave me feeling more genki than when he started.

3. Radiohead @ Osaka Municipal Gymnasium (Osaka, October) - The lights, the sounds, Thom Yorke's giant, drunk-faced screen projection, all of them in rainbows.

4. Jason Mraz @ Namba Hatch (Osaka, July) - Finally. The most happy-feeling concert I've been to since Ben Harper.

5. Soulwax @ Black Chamber (Osaka, October) - Dressed in suits with undone bow ties like they're playing at an after party, Soulwax took the evident (re)merge of electronica and rock one step closer to fruition.

6. South Central @ Summer Sonic (Osaka, August) - hard and dark and irresistible. Yum.


7. Cut Copy @ The Forum (Melbourne, June) - This is the kind of music that feels like neon lights and avante garde photography. Seeing it up close with a bunch of fanboys in the band's hometown only made it more beautiful. Worth the trip to Melbourne alone.

8. DJ Hype @ Triangle (Osaka, July) - While Triangle had many a fantastic gig this year, DJ Hype stood out as being something rather special. I don't know what it was - the long hiatus of drumnbass, the superb mixing skills, or just a nice level of drunkenness, but those involved all agree it was quite intense.

Other: Gigs I wish I'd gone to:
- Digitalism + Shinichi Osaka (February)
- Modest Mouse (March)
- kap10kurt (May)
- Simian Mobile Disco (June)
- The Black Ghosts (July)
- Underworld etc. @ Fuji Rock Festival (July)
- The Prodigy (Tokyo, August)
- Ladyhawke (Tokyo, August)
- Autokratz (September)

Other: Places I'm Glad I didn't go:
- Zimbabwe
- Sudan
- The coast off Somalia
- Walmart on Black Friday
- Sichuan on May 12

Wednesday, July 30, 2008

Plans in Motion

"You see the way Hynesy took out Sivivatu? We can't lose!"

Warning: This post features regular fanboy excitement.

My 3 weeks in China in July are up. Tomorrow I hit Japan again, back for a full 2 weeks before I'm back here to get more involved in some peaktime summer work. Am I complaining? Well, I don't get much of a summer. But in return, I've got loads of cash to do all the fantastic things I'm looking forward to this year.

And fantastic they are: Yesterday the latest installment in my plans for much amusement this year went through successfully, as I managed to get tickets to Bledisloe IV in Hong Kong in November. Judging by the looks of last week's game between the ABs and the Wallabies, it could well be a cracker. I'm almost hoping that the Wallabies win both their home games so it comes down to a winner-takes-all in HK. Noone wants to spend copious amounts of money on a dead rubber.

That's happening November 1st, a week before the recently announced company vacation to Bali, which I am also looking forward to with much excitement. With Luke planning to visit in the last week, its looking to be a bit of an awesome month.

Before then in October we have Radiohead in Osaka on the 2nd, which I must say I'm equally stoked about. Dude. Radiohead.

September has the trip back to NZ and Bill Bailey, not to mention all the wonderful people I am much looking forward to catching up with and proving my continuing existence to. Game on.

But all eyes are focussed firmly for the moment on the next 2 weeks, which will be my only summer for the year. But hey, could be worse. I could be not going to Summer Sonic. The people who organise which were nice enough to release the timetable for (click to enlarge):


I can already spot a couple of titanic clashes, in the form of (my preference first)
The Shoes vs. The Ting Tings
Late Of The Pier vs. MGMT
Biffy Clyro vs. Does It Offend You Yeah? vs. Junkie XL
New Young Pony Club vs. The Kooks
Justice vs. Coldplay (OK its no contest, but I still would like to see Coldplay...)

And that's only Saturday. Sunday is also pretty jam-packed, though only Santogold vs. Cajun Dance Party is causing me strife.

God I love summer.

Tuesday, April 22, 2008

Choices

Disclaimer: Concert tickets may be more expensive than they appear.

Summer is nearly here, and I already know I'm going here:
We Love Sounds - Melbourne 7 June
Gutted that Hybrid won't be making the trip to Melbourne, but still got Utah Saints, Oizo, Steve Lawler, Cassius, Dubfire (of Deep Dish), !!! and The Whip to look forward to...

But the question is, should I be going here...
SUMMER SONIC - Osaka/Tokyo 9-10 August 2008
Which also features Justice, The Kooks, Death Cab For Cutie, The Fratellis, Does It Offend You Yeah? (Full lineup)

...or here?
FUJI ROCK FESTIVAL - Niigata 25-27 July 2008
Which I am tending towards, due to the current lineup: UNDERWORLD, DatA, CSS, Jason Mraz, Mystery Jets, Gossip, Ian Brown, Beat Crusaders, Princess Superstar, Ben Folds and more to come...

So much to consider...

Input?

Saturday, December 22, 2007

"Where America's Day Begins"



When you work in a Japanese company, the word 'vacation' isn't one you hear in the office very regularly. This isn't because everyone speaks Japanese and they say "休み" (yasumi) instead. It's because, well, Japanese don't really go on holiday, at least not often. When they do, it's always 2-3 day trips, so they can surround the weekend and not lose a week of work. You're not likely to find a week long tour program designed for Japanese in NZ, because noone would use it.

So when the boss told us we're all going on company vacation as a reward for a bumper year, I assumed it meant we were all going to get a half day off to play golf or shop. Turns out we were going to get a MASSIVE 3-day trip to...Guam? I was not expecting to head somewhere I had to look up on a map.

3 most famous things about Guam:
1.) American naval base.
2.) uh....
3.) I'm out.

I probably know Guam better than you - well, obviously now I've been, but even beforehand. In Japan, it probably makes the Top 5 Most Popular Travel Destinations for Japanese. To sum it up, it's like the American Okinawa, which is the Japanese Hawaii. So its the American-Japanese-Hawaii. No, not the same as just "Hawaii".

After having spent 2 days exploring a portion of the main island within the confines of our tour options, I can say the following:

1.) Guam culture is a soft-collision (or an indifferent near miss) of three cultures; American military and the American legislation, Guam locals (the Chamorro) and their laid-back, Micronesian style, and... Japanese tourists. The island is essentially bi-lingual, and if you want a good job then you gotta learn Japanese. American may have won the battle for Guam, but without Japan's tourists coming en masse to enjoy the beach, Guam would need serious financial aid.
2.) It's not a US state (obviously), but on all accounts it should be; it has a governor, you need an American visa to get in, people drink Bud and Miller Lite... and one of the most popular tourist attractions after the sand and surf is the firing ranges. Although I guess in America the guys on the streets would be pulling the gun on you, not calling out as you walk by "Hey bro! You wanna fire a gat?"
3.) Shit's expensive. All the wonderful delicacies of American culture (see: Reece's Pieces, Oh Henry!s, Taco Bell) have to be shipped across the Pacific to get there. And the local stuff has to be expensive so the locals can make a living. Thus, like any good tourist spot, it ain't cheap.

Still, despite a lot of people saying to me either "Guam has nothing", or "Where's Guam?", one thing it does have plenty of is coastline, and that's more than enough for me. I ached for 3 days afterwards from all the wake boarding, scuba diving, para sailing and jet skiing. That's not to say I achieved anything. I'll have to give the wakeboarding a serious go before I can stand up regularly (I don't know if it's being tall or having bad balance, or just being plain old clumsy, but I only stood up once from around 30 tries). The scuba diving wasn't exactly taxing, seeing as none of us had a license to dive far. I was surprised how simple para sailing was - kinda like a big back to front swing. Its easy to forget you're suspended 30-40 metres above the water by straps no bigger than seatbelts - that is, until you look down. Oh, and when you weigh as much as me, and hit the boat on the return with enough momentum to skin your knee, you think once was maybe enough.


Despite being rained out on the second afternoon, Guam was a typical Pacific paradise, only slightly marred by the military and tourism. It's a bit out of the way and not exactly cheap, but if you've got time and money on your hands, there's certainly plenty to enjoy. I figure you may as well hit Thailand though, if you want the same longitude without the US navy.