Showing posts with label tradition. Show all posts
Showing posts with label tradition. Show all posts

Friday, 20 March 2015

월미도 | Wolmido: Why Does it Always Rain On Me



We've been to Wolmido a few times now. And for some reason, it's rained pretty much every. Single. Time. Regardless of time of day or season, or the recent weather surrounding it. It's like our own little slice of England on the coast of Incheon. I don't understand.


We wanted to take Mike to Wolmi, as it's always quite unusual and fun, and quite different to home. There's also the 'model village' park that we like to go to. I don't know if it has a proper name, but it's basically lots of little examples of Korean architecture and replicas of historical buildings all in one place. It's really lovely! When the rain holds off.

We managed to have a look around before we got too swamped, but the sandy area around my favourite bit, the hanok displays, had turned to mud and I wasn't willing to ruin my already poor choice of footwear. So we wandered back onto the tarmac and headed towards a building I'd always seen signposted but never actually visited.

I can't remember the  exact name, and I can't actually seem to find any evidence of its existence online either, but it's definitely a real place. Something like the Incheon Food and Culture Centre. Anyway, we wandered in to see what would happen, and at the very least hoping for some respite from the rain.


It actually ended up being incredibly fun!

Saturday, 28 February 2015

東京 | Tokyo (3) - Sumo and Akihabara!!

Intriguing post-breakfast drink. Bought it solely because it looked carbonated but it told me I should shake it?
On day 3 we decided that our punishing schedule had been enough to keep jet lag at bay a little longer, and took a slightly more relaxed day out. We went to check out the sumo as there's only a handful of official tournaments in Japan each year, and even fewer are in Tokyo. So the fact that one happened to coincide with the dates of our trip was quite serendipitous indeed.

We headed off to Ryogoku, home of the Ryogoku Kokugikan (try saying that 5 times fast) bright and early to get ourselves some day tickets, the cheapest but also the most likely to sell out.

The whole station seems to have been dedicated to sumo.
Once we were through the ticket barrier, we could see all kinds of old paintings of sumo tournaments, as well as what we later found out were probably photos of the current yokozuna or 'Grand Champions'. To become Grand Champion you have to win 2 tournaments in a row. There are a lot of stages to each tournament and a lot of participants, so to win once, let alone twice, is an intense feat in itself. Testament to this is the fact that there are currently only 2 or 3 Grand Champions still competing and only 71 have been named in the last 300 years!



Yokozuna handprints. They are HUGE. Interesting to see how they get bigger over time.
There's also a cute homemade height chart, so you can see how you measure up to previous yokozuna. Annoyingly, I'm taller than all but one of them. Sigh. Again, it was interesting to see how obviously genetics, diet and environment have made increasingly bigger contenders.


67th yokozuna Musashimaru Koyo and Ann-Marie. 6'3", 518lb vs a kitten. Beast. 

Friday, 27 February 2015

東京 | Tokyo (2) - Meiji Shrine, DOGS! & Merch

However unsavoury this might look, yakisoba sandwich was a true winner imo.
Another "surprise grab" breakfast from 7-11, and then we set off for some cultural and historical enlightenment. Off to Harajuku to visit the Meiji-Jingumae Shrine!

Sake barrels annually donated to the shrine as an offering.
Wash your hands in the icy January water before going in!
The weather was, again, wonderful, and we headed along the long path to the shrine with clear blue skies and bright, lukewarm winter sun overhead. What with it still being the first couple of weeks of 2015, there were a lot of visitors dropping by to make their wishes and prayers for the new year.




It was certainly very busy! I think actually there was a special event going on, as there were quite a large number of girls wearing kimono and furisode posing for photos. (EDIT: I've found out that by some stroke of luck we happened to visit on Coming of Age Day, which is a bit like a nationwide birthday for all of the people that turned 20 that year, the legal age in Japan)

Creepy sneak photo of a girl walking past in her furisode.

Wednesday, 25 February 2015

東京 | Tokyo (Day 0.5) - Arrival


This post has been a long time coming! What with travelling, New Year's x2 and an abundance of guests, I've been too exhausted to get my thoughts down on paper (or should I say blog) but here it is, the start of a long series of posts:

The time had finally come. The big adventure. The one we'd been waiting months for.
TOKYO.

There were a lot of reasons why we were so excited, the main two being:
- Fulfilling my childhood and teenhood dream of visiting Tokyo
- Finally being reunited with one of my best friends from home.

 Safe to say, it was always going to be a good holiday, regardless.


We got up early, checked we had everything we needed, unplugged everything, and set off on our longest journey outside of Korea so far.

I have this weird habit of taking photos of LV stores for my mum whenever I go abroad, ever since Year 9?
The flight was painless, and I think we're getting really used to short flights now. In the space of a year I've gotten on and off of planes 7 times, not including the two I'll be taking to and from Tokyo. So we ended up checking in and out pretty swiftly (not to toot our own horns).

We'd arranged, initially, to just meet up with everyone's favourite Hobbit, Ann-Marie, but as this was her first ever flight (what a way to go!) we figured it'd be nice to have some company and stuck her on a plane with our friend Mike.

However, when we arrived at the airport and found our friends, this is what we saw:
Not pictured: small hobbit on the right. (Photo stolen from Nick's Facebook)
BONUS FRIEND UNLOCKED. Tom also came to Japan! Tricksy.
So, we ate a meal together at the airport, rented a wifi egg (always a good idea), bought train tickets and drowsily headed towards our accommodation (although admittedly probably not as drowsily as the 3 people that just came off an 11 hour flight)

Despite me wanting to spend our bountiful riches on the private helicopter you can take from Narita airport to central Tokyo, we opted for the nicest (and quite possibly cheapest!) option, the N'EX.

It's a one-way train ticket from Narita to a handful of major stations in Tokyo, and only takes about an hour. For 1500¥ (about £8) when usually it's about twice the price, that's not a bad deal! The trains are very regular, and very spacious, and - what we didn't find out until the train ride was almost over - pairs of seats can be rotated 180° to make a booth for 4 people! And it doesn't affect the people sat in front or behind you. There's also enough room to recline the seats for weary travellers so basically this is the nicest train I've ever been on. I don't know if it was the time of day, luck, or just how it usually is but our carriage was also blissfully empty for most of the ride. Not that it mattered, as the N'EX ticket also gets you a reserved seat each, but it was nice to not have to worry about crowds.

We took the N'EX directly to Ikebukuro, which is where our accommodation was located. Ann-Marie had found a great-sounding ryokan which was also great value, and booked us some rooms there. Due to my lack of a sense of direction (and, more fairly, tiredness and the fact I've never been to Tokyo before :p), I managed to take us on a connecting train for about 20 mins in the wrong direction, soz.

The ryokan was easy enough to find with the directions we'd been given, and the walk only took us around 15 minutes, so it was really nice and close. There was also an abundance of bars, restaurants, and arcades all over the area, which gave me some cause for concern, but after turning down a quiet side street we found Kimi Ryokan and I was pleased to find it was almost silent and only lit by street lamps (just enough to be nice and dark for sleep, but bright enough to feel safe), despite its close proximity to all that life and noise.


(Photo stolen from Mike, I'm sad I didn't take any!)
For those that don't know, a ryokan is a traditional-style guesthouse where you sleep in tatami (woven mats) rooms on futons ('floor beds'). The rooms are sized by the mats, rather than how many people it can hold. So rather than a 'twin room' or 'single room', you can get rooms that have 4.5, 6, or 8 mats. It's really good for sharing with friends or family, as many conventional hotels don't seem to allow more than 2 people per room (maybe 3 if you're a lucky family), but an 8-tatami room can hold from 3~5 people comfortably, depending on how much kicking space you need :p

The bathroom area is shared with each floor, but they're kept spotless and there aren't too many rooms per floor. I don't think I ever really had to wait for a shower or toilet to become available. There's also a kitchen that's free for guests to use, provided they keep it clean, and a lovely little sitting area for evenings, rainy days, or meeting up with friends.

It was really nice to get a more traditional feel to our stay than a more generic hotel, and the staff were wonderful with great English to make up for where our Japanese was lacking. I would definitely recommend staying there for any kind of stay in Tokyo. It's close to a main line, good shops, excellent staff and service and incredibly comfortable.

Anyway. After checking in, dumping our bags and cooing over the fact each guest is given a yukata (a very casual kimono for lounging and wandering in, essentially the same as a dressing gown but lighter and longer) to use during their stay, we headed out to try and find some food and explore the area.

I can't quite remember what we ate (it was probably tonkotsu ramen, let's be honest) because we spent a rather unhealthy amount of time and money at the local arcade, sampling all the great games Japan has to offer.

the mech game is always a strange experience.
Hobbit sighting!
Taiko Drums are the ultimate experience in excitement, enjoyment, and heartache.

I don't really remember falling asleep. More next time!

Friday, 2 January 2015

Christmas in Korea


I feel like I already talked about Christmas traditions in Korea, but it bears repeating so I'll say it again: It's very different.

As far as I can tell, it's a commercial holiday. (Even more so than at home ;p) Historically, it's not a Christian country, so they have no reason to cherish it the way we do. It's a holiday shipped over from the US, like many things here, with a romanticised spin thrown over it so that it's mostly about spending quality time with your other half. Think of it as December Valentine's Day. Or just...December Sales Day where everyone conveniently has the day off.

It's not a big family event where people from all over the place gather to eat a lot of food. They have Chuseok for that! If anything, couples might exchange gifts whilst on a cute date, or parents might give their child a gift but according to my co-teacher that's where the line is drawn. It's not a gift-heavy occasion and even then it's quite often just money.

Because of this, there's also a distinct lack of Christmas decorations to be found. Sure, a lot of the shops we go to and big stations we visit have a tree set up somewhere, and a lot of cafes have snowflake decals and wreaths up on the windows and walls. But I'm yet to see big strings of lights everywhere in shopping areas, and extravagant window-dressing like at home. I'm not sure if I'm sad or happy about this.


When Nick was talking to his students about Christmas and Christmas Songs, they touched on the topic of Christmas carols. As far as they were concerned, any old Christmas song from the 80's and 90s is a Christmas carol. Ah, yes, All I Want For Christmas Is You, that age-old traditional Christmas carol by Anon. Actually, I don't think I heard a single actual carol. Maybe Silent Night, but with a modern cover and with a very different vibe to the quiet, solemn piece you usually hear in the streets.

Then there's the fact we barely had a break for Christmas. December 25th, that's it. No more, no less. We were in school right up until Christmas Eve, and back in the classroom bright and early on Boxing Day. So it kind of didn't sink in that Christmas had come until I was lying in bed on the 25th wondering why I wasn't in school on a Thursday. Usually there's a lot of build-up. The traditional adverts start to pop up, decorations stretch as far as the eye can see, and you can usually see trees dressed and lovely in living room windows. Music pumps out of stores everywhere and people start to ask you about your plans for the holiday. Christmas food is all over the place, people are frantically buying gifts and wrapping paper, and everyone busts our their favourite hideous sweater. Even most work places tend to have decorations and I remember well all of the Christmas-themed activities we'd do in school every year for the last few weeks of term.

But there was none of that, and it was a little bit confusing and jarring, even for me, the self-proclaimed Scrooge.


Tuesday, 2 December 2014

Pepero Day

Collective Pepero haul from students and each other
Technically the 14th of every month in Korea is a little commercialised 'love'-based holiday. From January's Diary Day where you buy a diary for your loved ones to use in the new year, to the more well-known and largely-celebrated Valentines Day and White Day in February and March.

My favourite is 'Black Day', generally the antithesis of White Day where singletons wear all black and eat 'black' foods to mourn their suffering love lives after 2 months of loved-up celebrations.

November 14th's 'day' is supposedly for movies, but I'd guess that it's generally overshadowed by Pepero Day which occurs on the 11th.

The story goes that on November 11th a group of middle school girls exchanged boxes of Pepero to encourage each other to grow tall and slender. Other people say that it's just because the date (11/11) looks like Pepero sticks.

Text: Happy Pepero Day!
Either way, it's very popular (well done, marketing team) especially with younger people, and the stores were piled high with intricately-arranged boxes of the stuff days or possibly even weeks in advance.

I wasn't really expecting to get anything aside from jokingly trading a box with Nick, but we both ended up with a few at school!

It's cute and silly and I love it even though it is just a big manufactured day to make money. As long as I'm getting tasty snacks out of it, who am I to argue? :p


blogger template by lovebird