Saturday, September 23, 2006

Grave Circumstances

~As I continued to wander around the observation area, I came across a small graveyard behind a hidden temple. In Japan, most funerals are Buddhist and the bodies are cremated. Every year during the Obon festival, family members visit the grave markers/ashes of their ancestors:

^ Each grave marker is sometimes for an entire family, and sometimes for only one person. There are large shops in Japan that sell these for millions of yen; they're lined up outside the shops like cars at a Cary car dealership.

^ A typical grave marker with a Buddhist altar in front. There is incense on the small altar towards the bottom, and flowers that have seen better days. There is also a can of Orange Fanta. Perhaps that was the favorite drink of the deceased?

^ Next to another grave marker was this little family of Buddhas. They too have seen better days.

^ I think this is a temple, but perhaps it's a shrine. Sometimes it's difficult to tell the difference.

^ Near the temple doorway was what looked to be a massive wasp nest! I wonder why it hasn't been taken down yet?

^ So many minor things in Japan are works of art. This grate is an excellent example: its purpose is to let you walk across a shallow ditch. In America, it would probably be rusty steel, but in Japan it's a little picture of flowers. Even the manhole covers in the street have engravings like this.

^ This is another one of my favorite pictures, taken outside of the forest temple. A little orange-and-black beetle is relaxing on a beautiful blue flower.

~After leaving the observation point, my tour group was taken to a museum near a large hydroelectric dam. Stay tuned for pictures! ~Oyasumi.

Thursday, September 21, 2006

Bridging the Gap

~ I hope everyone had an "arrrright" Talk Like A Pirate day on Tuesday. The big news over here in Asia is the military coup d'etat that took over the government in Thailand. Apparently, the Thais are used to this (there's been 18 coups since the government was formed in 1932; the last was in 1991). Still, the situation in Thailand doesn't look good: all the foreign media has been shut down and the constitution has been suspended. I thought the whole point of a constitution was that it couldn't be suspended, but it seems that my belief was inaccurate.

^ These Thai citizens don't seem to have any problem with the nearby tank. Smile for the camera, kids!

Anyway, this post continues the tour that I took a couple of weeks ago. After eating a crabby lunch, my tour group was again loaded onto two segregated buses, which were then driven to a mountain observation point. The view was quite impressive and really put the surrounding terrain into perspective:

^ If you've ever heard that Japan is running out of land for people to live on, take it from me: it's not true. There's plenty of space, and besides, the population will soon be falling dramatically as the aging population dies off and insufficient children are born to replace them.

^ This large suspension bridge crossed a mountain gorge. According to a nearby sign, the bridge is 124 meters (407 feet) across and is suspended 35 meters (115 feet) from the ground. Dad, you'd have hated it.


^ Beyond the bridge lay a mysterious path leading deeper into the woods. What could be beyond? On the right of the above picture, there's a map of the area showing several buildings, but I wasn't able to read the labels. That's a rather large orienteering mistake, wouldn't you say?

^ One of the first buildings that I (and some of the other tourists, apparently) came across was this small temple in the middle of the forest. Buddhist temples coexist with Shinto shrines in Japan; most Japanese are adherents of both religions, although most don't consider them to be "religions" in the same way that the average American would.

On maps, the symbol for "temple" looks like a reversed swastika. This throws off many tourists ("Nazis! I hate these guys!"), but the swastika was actually a corruption of the original symbol, which has long been in use in Asia. The correct word for the [reversed] symbol is manji. I learned that a long time ago from The Legend of Zelda (take that, Hillary!).

^ Inside the temple. It was extremely dark, but once illuminated by my camera flash, I was able to see these statutes ruminating on the altar, along with a colorful cloth on the upper-left.

^ The forest pathways were lined with Buddha statues, some larger that I am, some smaller than my hand and almost hidden among the trees. The statues were in various states of maintenance, some clearly well cared-for, and some falling apart. This one looks particularly smug, doesn't he? I guess he gets a lot of attention.

^ Some more statues, these ones looking a bit mossy. The rectangular one on the right was clean but clearly very old. The features on the carving were worn away almost completely and the writing below was almost invisible with age. I wonder how old these statues are?

^ This beautiful stone lantern was tucked away in a sculpted, statue-filled garden hidden in the trees. The upper part is hollow, and it must look very festive when lit, with the sculptures on each lantern panel illuminated by various openings.

^ This small shrine was on the side of another statue-lined pathway. With strange objects placed on the bottom and flowers in vases, clearly someone is very serious about this. Or are they? Let's take a closer look at the upper-left:

^ No matter how deep you go into cultural Japan, You. Just. Can't. Escape. Mickey.
~Oyasumi!

Monday, September 18, 2006

Avast!

Ahoy maties, this be Cap'n Davy "Bloody" Flint here, a-piratin' on the distant Eastern Seas. Shiver me timbers, as tomorrow be International Talk Like a Pirate Day! This be an important celebration of piratical lingo from across the Seven Seas. To help you get into the sp'rit of all things pirate, here's a quick guide on how you can Talk Like A Pirate (all courtesy of http://www.yarr.org.uk/):
  • Double up on all your adjectives and you'll be bountifully bombastic with your phrasing. Pirates never speak of "a big ship", they call it a "great, grand ship!" They never say never, they say "No nay ne'er!"
  • Drop all your "g"'s when you speak and you'll get words like "rowin'", "sailin'" and "fightin'". Dropping all of your "v"'s will get you words like "ne'er", "e'er" and "o'er".
  • Instead of saying "I am", sailors say, "I be". Instead of saying "You are", sailors say, "You be". Instead of saying, "They are", sailors say, "They be". Ne'er speak in anythin' but the present tense!

^ Cap'n Jack Sparrow says: "Talk Like A Pirate Day? Well, that's interesting."

Here's some pirate vocab for ye to practice:
  • Ahoy: Hey!
  • Avast: Stop!
  • Aye: Yes
  • Black spot: to be 'placin' the black spot' be markin' someone for death.
  • Booty: treasure
  • Buccanneer: a pirate who be answerin' to no man or blasted government.
  • By the Powers!: an exclamation, uttered by Long John Silver in Treasure Island!
  • Cat o' nine tails: whip for floggin' mutineers
  • Corsair: a pirate who be makin' his berth in the Med-...Medi-...that sea 'tween Spain and Africa, aye!
  • Davy Jones' Locker: the bottom o' the sea, where the souls of dead men lie
  • Doubloons: pieces of gold...
  • Fiddlers Green: the private heaven where pirates be goin' when they die.
  • Furner: a ship which be yer own, not one ye steal an' plunder.
  • Gentlemen o' fortune: a slightly more positive term fer pirates!
  • Go on the account: to embark on a piratical cruise
  • Grog: A pirate's favorite drink.
  • Jack: a flag or a sailor
  • Jolly Roger: the skull and crossbones, the pirate flag! ^
  • Keelhaul: a truly vicious punishment where a scurvy dog be tied to a rope and dragged along the barnacle-encrusted bottom of a ship. They not be survivin' this.
  • Landlubber: "Land-lover," someone not used to life onboard a ship.
  • Lass: A woman.
  • Lily-livered: faint o' heart
  • Loaded to the Gunwales (pron. gunnels): drunk
  • Matey: A shipmate or a friend.
  • Me hearty: a friend or shipmate.
  • Me: My.
  • Pieces o' eight: pieces o' silver which can be cut into eights to be givin' small change.
  • Privateer: a pirate officially sanctioned by a national power
  • Scallywag: A bad person. A scoundrel.
  • Scurvy dog!: a fine insult!
  • Shiver me timbers!: an exclamation of surprise, to be shouted most loud.
  • Sprogs: raw, untrained recruits
  • Squadron: a group of ten or less warships
  • Squiffy: a buffoon
  • Swaggy: a scurvy cur's ship what ye be intendin' to loot!
  • Swashbucklin': fightin' and carousin' on the high seas!
  • Sweet trade: the career of piracy
  • Thar: The opposite of "here."
  • Walk the plank: this one be bloody obvious.
  • Wench: a lady, although ye gents not be wantin' to use this around a lady who be stronger than ye.
  • Wi' a wannion: wi' a curse, or wi' a vengeance. Boldly, loudly!
  • Yo-ho-ho: Pirate laughter
^ If ye be havin' the game Sid Meier's Pirates!, all the dialogue be changin' on September 19th, automatic-like, ya hear?

Now meebe yer thinkin', "That Cap'n Davy! What a kidder he be! Pirates be crazy, swaggerin' fools who care only about lootin' and sackin' to their hearts content!" Well, that be bloody obvious, ya scurvy dog! But who be carin'? I be thinkin' that this world could use more pirates. Today's America was built on piracy, say I!

In the strange seas that Cap'n Davy be a-sailin', pirates be known as "kaizoku". This be soundin' much like "kazoku", the word for family. Indeed, yer "kazoku no kaizoku" be yer pirate family! Piracy in the Far East be havin' a long tradition, stretchin' back to the legend'ry wokou that raided China and Korea 'tween the 13th and 16th cent'ries. Har, those Japanese, even today they be like pirates, a-raidin' America in the 1990s and buyin' everythin' like Arabs a-buyin' ports!

By the way, ye can shed yer landlubberin', cubicle-dwellin', lawn-mowin' ways by findin' yer pirate name here, and the name of yer pirate ship here. So on September 19th, join the Sweet Trade by gettin' yerself loaded to the gunwales on grog, practice sayin' "Arrr!", "Avast!", and "Yo-ho-ho!", fly the Jolly Roger and go a-plunderin for some booty, be it Spanish doubloons or a pirate wench or three!

If ye don't, me mates an I'll be sendin ye to Davy Jones' Locker! May the wind always fill yer sails and yer plunder always be piled high as the crow's nest on yer ship. ~Fair Winds, matey!