Elliott. In the future when people ask me “What’s Japan like?” I’m not sure how I’ll answer them. Billy. I’ve thought about that too. When people ask me I’m just going to say “I have no idea how to answer that question.” Elliott. Right? The question is ridiculous in and of itself. What someone is … Continue reading Goodbye Japan
Tag: Japan
Karaoke
Can you even say you’ve been to Japan if you never got drunk at a karaoke bar? I don’t think so, and so on the eve of our last night in Beppu we set out to get wasted and sing crappy pop songs. Ever the innovative nation, the izakayas and karaoke bars of Japan have … Continue reading Karaoke
Three French Hens
It’s strange when people from other countries perpetuate American stereotypes. A few days ago, three middle-aged French women moved into the hostel. They are on vacation, enjoying the many onsens Beppu has to offer. They are also loud, and one in particular, let’s say she hasn’t been skipping any meals, laughs heartily at her own … Continue reading Three French Hens
Curry
At CoCo’s curry, you get to decide how spicy you want your food to be. Mari claims to love spicy food, and so she recommends we all get level four spice. Elliott. Is level four really spicy? Mari. No not really. It’s like a good spicy. Billy. If you think it’s good then I’m on … Continue reading Curry
Eavesdropping
I want to start a journal of just quotes from Billy. I forget the circumstances, but the other day we were chatting and he asked “Did you feel your bed moving last night?” I said I hadn’t, and he replied, “Good, because I was doing a shadow puppet show to some music and I was … Continue reading Eavesdropping
Host Clubs
On the way to dinner the other night we passed by some peculiar businesses. Luckily, Mari was able to alleviate my confusion. Elliott. What are all these shops? And why do they have women in skimpy school girl outfits out in front of them? Mari. They aren’t stores, they’re host clubs. All of these side … Continue reading Host Clubs
Messes
We clean rooms and make the beds when guests leave. The more guests checking out, the more beds and rooms we have to clean. There is no consistency to guests coming and going, so sometimes there’s little cleaning, and sometimes there’s a bunch that needs to be done. The other day there was a mass … Continue reading Messes
On Beppu Beach
The other day a group of friends went down to the beach. There’s no swimming allowed, so all one can do there is, among other things, sit in the sand and chat, watch people walk their dogs, and after it gets dark, watch people set off fireworks right in front of the sign that says … Continue reading On Beppu Beach
Kitchen Table Moths
During the day the hostel’s kitchen is mostly empty. People filter in to cook a quick meal or make a cup of tea, but they never stay for long. But, like a fairytale, everything changes past midnight. People are drawn to the kitchen table like moths to a light, and then the interesting conversations begin. … Continue reading Kitchen Table Moths
Bunk Beds
As much as I enjoy the repetition of the daily tasks like cleaning the onsens, scrubbing the toilets, and lint rolling the stairs, I do sometimes crave a little variety. Now imagine my delight when I was told I would be doing “special cleaning” today. Special cleaning, it turns out, is code for way more … Continue reading Bunk Beds