Tuesday, April 2, 2013

What we've been up to these past few months...


This half-finished blog post has been sitting in my Drafts folder for far too long, so finally, here it is.  Probably not worth the wait, but thanks for waiting anyway.

Ryan's 5th Birthday

We had a mini-birthday celebration on his actual birthday the day before I left for Bangladesh, but the crazy-cake-making-and-Kidzania-birthday-adventure happened after I returned.  

He wanted a Pikachu birthday cake, and we easily convinced him that a "rice-krispie-treat" cake would be far better, as I had zero confidence in our abilities to bake a pikachu-shaped birthday cake in our little toaster oven or our fancy-dancy rice cooker.  Of course, I then had to make my second trek to the international grocery store in search of Rice Krispies.  No dice on the Rice Krispies, but I thought I found a suitable replacement - it was a South African puffed rice cereal and the picture on the box looked similar to Rice Krispies.  Truth be told, they weren't nearly as tasty as real Rice Krispies, but it got the job done.

Credit goes to Kevin on crafting the Pikachu shape... thanks, Kevin!

And yet another birthday-Kidzania trip... this time, Ryan got to invite a friend since it was his birthday.


Working at the Kidzania Ice Cream Shop...




Ryan as an EMT...





Ethan doing eye surgery...




... and working at the pizza parlor... that's Ethan wearing the mask



Ryan was quite the ham during the yochien January birthday celebration.





Our One-Year Anniversary in Japan

On February 3, we celebrated our one year anniversary of arriving in Japan.  It is incredibly hard to believe that we've been year for a whole year already.  The time has flown by.  We have learned so much, but still have sooooo much more to learn.  

Work Trip to Mozambique

After 2 very frustrating months of an "on-again-off-again" work trip to Mozambique, it was finally confirmed ten days before I left for a 2 week trip to Maputo.  And did I mention that our babysitter had to cancel a week before I was to leave?  Naaah, that wasn't stressful, not one tiny bit.  I had to dig deep into this Buddhist culture to stay sane, that's for sure.  But it all worked out just fine.  Found a fabulous babysitter for the kids.  I was very happy to get back to East Africa (and though Mozambique borders Malawi, it just wasn't feasible to make a trip back to my much-loved Peace Corps country).  I got to eat nsima and drink orange Fanta every day for lunch (a staple of my Peace Corps years).  The 2 week training went very well.  And.... after 2 weeks away, I was soooo happy to get home to Kevin and the kids.

I didn't have an opportunity to explore beyond Maputo, but I was amazed at how much I liked Maputo.  It is the calmest African city I've ever been in - wide, tree-lined streets, delicious food (tiger prawns, crab, fish, cashews, homemade bread), incredibly friendly people.  The Portugese influence seems to have been a good one... Below is a random assortment of photos - nothing too extraordinary, I'm afraid.  In retrospect, I should have taken pictures of all the food I ate!

The Indian Ocean...


Fishing boats...



Basket display...



Batik display...



... and shoe display... I was quite amused by this one!


I found a community food festival and spent a fun evening sampling
several Mozambican treats...




Spent a morning doing an architectural tour of Maputo, mostly designs by
Pancho Guedes (who I had never heard of until I went on the tour).



A cool church that I happened upon...



My drive to and from work each day in Maputo...



A lightning storm over the Indian Ocean


A Whole Lot of Just Normal Life Stuff

  • We went to see "Lion King," the play.  Amazing.  Kevin and I have seen it in both LA and San Francisco and it was just as spectacular, seeing it in Japanese.  The kids were mesmerized, as well.


  • Ryan's school play









  • Play dates and such

  • Ethan's school play for the international class
He was Momotaro as a small boy, a famous Japanese folk tale about a boy who emerges from a peach and then grows up to be a strong warrior who fights the evil monsters of the village.


  • We still miss our dog, Jas, A LOT.  I thought it would get easier after the first year, but that does not seem to be the case.
Showing off their new "Jas" stuffed animals!



End of the School Year

Ethan is now a second-grader and Ryan is in the "senior" class in yochien.  

No more first-grade "ichinensei" yellow hat for Ethan.  It's the end of an era, and I'm gonna miss that cute yellow hat!

Ethan's last day of ichinensei...




Saturday, March 23, 2013

Who knew #4?


Who knew .....


... that Japanese traffic engineers are colorblind?  OK, maybe not colorblind and maybe it's not the traffic engineers, but... every single Japanese person describes the colors of traffic lights as red, yellow, and BLUE.  And guess what?  The traffic lights look EXACTLY like the American ones, so I'm not sure how blue is the same as green, but somehow it is.
This is actually a picture of the view of Mt. Fuji from the pedestrian bridge near Ethan's school - unfortunately, you can't see the snow-capped peak very well in the picture, but you can see the color of the traffic light...



... that Japanese snowmen are made with only 2 snowballs, whereas
American snowmen are made with 3 snowballs?  Is that because we're taller?
Ethan and his snowman creation...


A random Japanese snowman



... that Japanese snowmen wear buckets on their heads and not hats?

... that our Japanese pediatrician would give me such a look of disbelief (you know what I mean, the "what kind of mother are you?" look) when I told her that my vomiting children had eaten dry toast for breakfast? I was quickly yet kindly informed that they should only eat rice.  Oh yes, I should have known, RICE ... in Japan.  What was I thinking?  Next time, I'll know to lie when my kids eat toast when they're sick.

... that EVERY year Japanese schools or Japanese classes close because of influenza?  I was shocked to receive an e-mail from Ethan's school that 2 of the 4 first grade classes would be cancelling classes for the next 3 days because of the flu.  There's even a word for it, and apparently it happens every year.  Even the healthy kids from those classes have to stay home.  So much for all the gargling and mask-wearing...

... that there is a test for the flu?  Kevin was sick, and all my friends kept asking me if he tested positive for the flu and I had no idea what they were talking about.  Sure enough - he went to the doctor, they stuck a little stick-thing up his nose, and 10 minutes later, they showed him the stick - red line means flu, blue line means no flu.  Kinda like a home pregnancy test for influenza. Turns out he had Type A influenza and the Japanese fear of germs basically requires people to stay home from work for 3-5 days.  Lucky for Kevin this happened to fall on "Superbowl Monday." Soooo, while he was home "sick," he was also lucky enough to be able to watch the Superbowl live - our Monday morning is the US Sunday.  Lucky type-A-influenza-guy...


... that Japanese moms and dads don't kiss or hug their kids good-bye?  At least not in public.  Ethan gives me a big hug every day (or at least most days) when we say goodbye at the street corner, but no one else seems to do that.  Same deal at Ryan's yochien, and the kids there are only 4 and 5 years old.

... that even adult soccer players have to cut their fingernails before a soccer game?  I was almost able to accept the fingernail-cutting rule for kids, but for adults, it just seems even more ludicrous.

... that the Japanese postal system guarantees that New Years Cards will arrive ON (not by) January 1 if mailed by a certain date AND the post office holds a raffle using the numbers printed by the post office on the New Years cards?  I had the winning feeling.... but alas, I checked every New Years's card we received and we didn't win the grand prize of a trip to Hawaii nor did we win the smallest prize of postage stamps.  There's always next year...

From Ethan: Who knew... that everyone in Japan knows that I'm American because I was at this park, and this girl asked me in Japanese "Are you American?" And then I felt like "Oh great."


The WHO KNEW quiz!  Who knows what is pictured below?  Put your best guess in the comment below (or e-mail me) and you just might win a coveted prize!!!

Who can guess what this is?
You gotta love the Asian-eyed Santa Claus...


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Sunday, February 3, 2013

Whirlwind trip to Bangladesh...



Home from Vietnam on January 2.  Ryan's 5th Birthday on January 4.  Left for a whirlwind work trip to Dhaka, Bangladesh on January 5.  Whew!

My days in Bangladesh were few in number and almost all work.  I did escape for a few walks during lunch breaks as well as managed to squeeze in a 1/2 day of exploring before my late-night flight home.  It was a short period of time, but I captured a few scenes and a few thoughts.  It was my first time visiting a predominantly Muslim country and that, in and of itself, was fascinating to see, think about, and try to understand.
  • I was in a 15 story office building for 3 days and I saw exactly ONE other woman
  • When my hotel shuttle didn't show up at the airport, everyone (and I do mean everyone) was trying to help.  Security guards calling on their personal cell phones and such...
  • As my colleague said, "these buses look like they are made out of paper mache'"
  • LOVED the food
  • Family of 4 on a motorcycle - just like Vietnam
  • So many modes of transportation - rickshaw, CNG, bikes, motorcycles, big buses, small buses, wagon-type rickshaws, horse-drawn carriages, ferry boats, dugouts...
  • 20 million people in Dhaka, yet I saw sheep on the road, monkeys on a roof, and a herd of goats on a leash
  • Hatirjheel (it means elephant big pond) lake and bridges - built and financed solely by the Bangladeshi government with no donor assistance - and clearly a sense of pride of the Bangladeshi people 
  • The first day I was in Dhaka, there was a nationwide "strike" (called a hartal) to protest the fuel price hike.  For fear of vandalism on the streets, no taxis or traffic was out and about, but we were able to find a CNG to take us to the office for our first day of the workshop.
  • CNG - the little green car/tricycles that run on Compressed Natural Gas (hence the name CNG)
  • Rickshaws ... and more rickshaws... as evidenced by my photos.  I was fascinated by the ornate decorations and the sheer number of them on the roads.
  • Traffic, traffic, and more traffic.  Eight km to the airport takes more than 1/2 hour in a taxi. 
  • Predominantly Muslim - Our workshop stopped several times/day for prayer and the workweek is Sunday-Thursday.  I was sooo confused by what day it was the entire time I was there.
  • On my half day Dhaka adventure, I explored the Sadarghat Boat Terminal (one of the busies river ports), Shankharia Bazaar / Hindu Street in Old Dhaka, the Big Pink Palace.  A smattering of photos is below.

My favorite photos of Dhaka...






A ringmaker I happened upon during a lunch-break meander near the office




Paper mache bus



One of many ubiquitous CNGs



The Hatirjheel Lake and Bridge



Family of 4 on a motorcycle



More rickshaws...





Yet another mode of transportation - horse-drawn carriage (and this wasn't a tourist thing)




At the Sadarghat Boat Terminal














I thought these looked like grave markers, but turns out they are used for grinding spices...



Making snacks - chapati, I think?



Another paper mache' bus...



The carrying-on-the-head trick - this is everywhere!




The beautiful Bangla script...



OK, I was just amused by this.
This is the elevator in the Bangladeshi Engineering Office Building.
I took the stairs...



The Pink Palace