So remember that time I wished my emotions could take a break? Well, immediately afterwards my body decided that it needed a break too and totally shut down on me for a few days, starting as soon as we arrived at our friend’s place in Yokohama. That was a lovely reunion. I spent two days mostly in bed nose-blowing up a storm, but got better just in time to spend a night and day in beautiful 箱根 Hakone. Because it’s quite far from Yokohama, we didn’t do much the first day but rest, but we did stay at this nice, very old ryokan at the foot of the mountains along a very narrow, winding road and next to a stream. While it had Western beds, it also had a segment of the room with tatami floors, a low table and zaisu (low chair with no legs), as well as snacks , a hot water kettle, and tea.
There were also two indoor public baths downstairs, which became private after 10pm. It was beautiful, but the water was so hot! I got out only after a few minutes to avoid getting dizzy. I’d have to go more often to get used to it.
Cue Flashback: I still remember vividly the first time I went to a public bath when I studied in Osaka during high school. It took all of my willpower to prevent a mini anxiety attack about stripping down in front of other people, including the one other American ryugakusei exchange student.
For those who aren’t aware of the custom: Before taking a bath in Japan, one is supposed to wash up with shampoo and soap, usually while sitting on a small stool. In public baths there are rows of stools and mirrors with showerheads, shampoo, and bodywash. The first time I tried cleaning myself with the showerhead, I was scolded gently by Noriko-san, a woman in my group who remains my friend today, for spraying water around and behind me. So I would not be a meiwaku (nuisance) to others, I became more conscious of bathers around me and more deliberate with the direction of the shower head.
After Hakone, Ken and I returned to Yokohama for a few nights, the last during which we tried to have a nice bar-be-que on our friend Josh’s balcony (4th floor with no elevator..) only to be poured on as soon as they finally got the flame going.
Despite being unable to finish grilling, Josh saved the night by whipping up some delicious dishes in a frenzy, followed by card games conducted mostly in Japanese for our Japanese friend. I had fun teaching everyone the game BS and learning the rules of Poker. Unsurprisingly, Ken has the best Poker face! Surprisingly, he was also the best of us by far… I, on the other hand, managed to win Crazy Eights about five times total. One of my prouder achievements. 🙂
After Yokohama, we stayed in Ueno for a few nights…
Ken has returned home to Australia, and I’ve moved into my new apartment. For the first time in my life, it’s time to start living on my own!