|Prettiest Bento Meal I've Ever Seen (and Eaten)|
So, E & I just completed a week-long trip to Japan. We had a wonderful vacation in Japan back in 2008, visiting Tokyo, Kyoto, Nagano and Okinawa. This trip, in contrast, was for business, and it was all Tokyo.
|Entrance To the Hie Shrine|
On the flight over, I listened to about 4 hours of language lessons (shout-out to http://www.japanesepod101.com/) and was pleased to realize that my brain had actually kept a bit of the Japanese language study I'd done before our last trip somewhere deep in the recesses. It was quite fun, actually. For every lesson I did, I recalled another 4-5 words, phrases, or concepts from my memory that I thought I'd completely forgotten. Bonus.
|All the Foxes (Toyokawa Inari Shrine)|
Even so, my command of the audio and spoken language was nowhere near what it was last time (and it's not like my Japanese was very good then, either). But, in a surprising (to me) development, my Chinese studies actually paid off quite a bit. I could read the few characters I recognized and know what basic things meant, even if I couldn't say them or understand what was being said. Also, I can memorize what a character looks like thanks to my Chinese studies, which was helpful when trying to identify restaurants, etc. I think it was actually easier to get around this time than last time, even though my spoken language skills were much worse. Reading is important kids!
We arrived at almost midnight and caught the very last train to Shinagawa from Haneda. Nothing lets you know it's time to get out quite like the meticulous shutting down the train station ritual of ten or so uniformed and white gloved Japanese guards. From there, we managed to get a taxi to understand where our hotel was and he dropped us off in front of a completely closed building.
Yay for international adventures! We were officially in the land of the weird.
|Big Fox (Toyokawa Inari Shrine)|
Eventually, we found our way through a mall and some banquet rooms to the lobby and an early morning sleep. Wednesday we both worked, although we did manage to hit a sushi bar in the hotel for lunch. E splurged on a more expensive set meal than I did and for his troubles he was rewarded with both uni and a live shrimp that waved its little legs around immediately prior to being butchered and placed on his nigiri rice -- that was a bit more graphic than we were expecting, but when in Rome...
For the first dinner, since the negotiations were done and the deal was closed, we met up with some of E's Japanese business partners and they treated us to a delicious 9 or 10 course meal. Oh man. I love me some Japanese food. So many delicate, delicious, fabulous treats. The partners were very impressed with our appetites for Japanese food and chopstick skills, and surprised at our explanation that in the bay area, it's considered standard to have good chopstick skills, regardless of whether you are Asian.
|View of Roppongi|
Thursday, E had press meetings and I had calls and work. I woke at 4 AM and couldn't sleep any later, so, trying my best to be quiet and directing my laptop screen away from the bed, I was able to work 6 hours straight before 10 AM -- such a luxury. From there, I hit the gym, which required me to walk through the mall (of course) in my workout clothes. Given the looks I received, I'm fairly certain I was committing some sort of serious social faux pas. Oh, well. I'm a gaijin. Not my fault...
Since I managed to close out all of my immediate work needs, I decided to treat myself to some culture and walked to two nearby shrines for my lunch break. We were staying in Akasaka, which is primarily a business district, so I ended up walking amongst the salarymen and salarywomen and watching them delve into their phones in the calm of the shrines. In both shrines, I was the only non-asian person and one of the few people who were actually taking in the sites. Most of the people seemed to be simply seeking a peaceful break from the density and chaos.
|Shrine, just smack dab in the middle of sky-scrapers|
These shrines were both designated shinto shrines (apparently at least one was originally a Buddhist shrine but its story was modified to avoid destruction at some point), and each had its own designated animal (fox and monkey).
On Friday, we woke to snow. Actually, I woke at 6 AM and worked 'til 9 without looking outside, but when I did, I was amazed at the view. It hadn't snowed in Tokyo in 14 years before the week prior, and now it had snowed twice in one week. We were a bit concerned about the logistics of moving to our weekend hotel, as we'd heard horror stories of the city's inability to handle the snow, but we managed to get to our new hotel in Roppongi unscathed.
For Valentines' day dinner, we splurged on teppanyaki at the Ritz Carlton. E opted for the Japanese beef and I had spiny lobster. For dessert, we sat at the window and watched the snow fall. The hotel is on the 45th floor and supposedly has great views, but due to the snow, we really could only see for a quarter of a mile or so. Even so, it was a wonderful way to celebrate.
Saturday, I woke, worked from 6-8:30 or so (it was Friday evening back home), and then headed to the gym at our new hotel, which was to die for. I spent 2.5 hours working out, stretching (pigeon pose!), doing core and arm strength work, showering, getting in the hot tub, the cold plunge, and preparing for the day. Such a luxury!
For our Saturday tourist activities, we enjoyed xiaolongbao at Nanxiang Dumplings, took in the Andy Warhol exhibit at the Mori art museum (and enjoyed a drink afterwards, as the 53rd floor view of Tokyo from the Mori Tower was wonderful now that it had stopped snowing), walked around Akasaka in the snow a bit, had an early dinner of ramen (complete with automated order ticket machine confusion), snacks of rice triangles and beer, and I was in bed by 7:20 PM.
|53rd Floor of the Mori Tower|
For Sunday's fun, we headed to the Tokyo Skytree, but were informed that the observation decks were closed due to wind (it was quite windy). So, instead, we waited in line to take the elevator to the 31st floor and after surveying all of our options, had a traditional Japanese lunch (pictured at the top of the post). This was like no bento box I'd ever seen and the servers were all in full kimonos with the toe socks and flip-flops.
|Oh, well, this gives us time to navigate the subway...|
For dinner, we headed to Inakaya with E's coworker. Much yelling and cooking of items as ordered ensued. E was recruited to pound mochi with a large wooden dowel while men who looked like sumo wrestlers yelled at him. The food was delicious but couldn't begin to outweigh the hilarity of the experience.
And then it was Monday, time to go home. Some work, another trip to the awesome gym/spa for me while E met with potential Japanese customers, then a quick trip to the market to buy rice triangles and rice crackers for the bus to the airport.
And voila, here we are. Back home.