"We are fools whether we dance or not, so we might as well dance." - Japanese Proverb
Sunday, June 29, 2008
PASMO!
Excuse me while I gush about my PASMO! In my opinion, PASMO is the best thing to hit Japan since fried shrimp patty sandwiches found their way to McDonalds.
As anyone who has been to Tokyo can tell you, navigating all the separate commuter train and subway routes is hard stuff. It can be hard for Japanese people, not to mention “deer in the headlights” eyed gaijin who stare at the colorful matrix of squiggly route lines in utter confusion as grand central station swirls around them.
PASMO takes much of the confusion of having to stare at confusing route maps and buy exact fair tickets away. While transportation cards are nothing new in Japan, they were always with stipulations; such as, cardholders could only ride on the subway lines, or, cardholders could only ride within Tokyo proper, etc. Since many railways are owned by small private companies, oftentimes a pass wouldn’t work at smaller stations and with smaller independent lines.
PASMO (which was introduced last year…so it’s new to me) is standardized and can be used on virtually any line within the city big or small (as well as city busses and other modes of transport). You can buy a personalized pass with your name on it and recharge it with funds at nearly any ticketing machine. Plus, since the card is magnetized, it can be kept in your wallet when going through the ticket gate. All you have to do is hold your closed wallet up to the scan pad and within seconds you’re granted access, with the fare being automatically deducted from your account.
Needless to say, the PASMO is incredibly handy and it makes commuting in Tokyo as easy as I’ve ever known it. The only potential warning is that you have to be sure to keep track of your card balance by looking at the display screen as you leave the ticket gate. Since you’ll find yourself whizzing through any ticketing gate like it’s nobody’s business, money can drain quickly as you transfer from route to route.
Yay for technology! Yay for PASMO!
B.E.W.
I was at the Sunshine City mall in Ikebukuro yesterday buying personal items when I stopped in the Toyota showroom to snap a few pictures. Here's a robot that plays the trumpet and performs shows twice daily. I hate to say it, but this robot seems like a blatant ripoff of Honda's ASIMO. I also think that this robot must have picked up the trumpet in an effort to compete with ASIMO, who recently conducted the Detroit Symphony Orchestra.
Saturday, June 28, 2008
Behold the coolest new phone on the planet! This robot phone is the Toshiba 815T PB (PB stands for Phone Braver). It is being sold exclusively by SoftBank and retails for around $300. Modeled after the character from the TV series K-tai Investigator 7, the phone makes many animated faces and talks in set phrases to convey its current emotion. The exoskeleton accessory shown in the picture lets you pose your phone in any position you'd like.
*Disclaimer: Please note that the 815T Phone Braver needs your assistance to move, dance, and play badminton. While incredibly lifelike, the 815T Phone Braver should not be used as a substitute for human companionship.
Yesterday I saw lots of fellow white people around Asakusa. It's sad to say that my secret garden is fast being populated with filthy gaijin! Oh wait...I'm one of them too? In general I've seen lots of foreigners strolling around Tokyo (more so than I remember from before anyways). I think it must be a popular tourist time. Here's a boat that you can ride down the river on a sightseeing trip.
A closeup of the Asahi Beer Hall. There was some sort of event going on so I wasn't let inside. The nearby Asahi Beer Garden Restaurant was also all booked up with patrons. The yellow squiggle ontop is supposed to be a flame that represents the "burning heart of Asahi Beer." Or the burning acid reflux you get when you down too many pitchers.
Friday, June 27, 2008
The Great Cell Phone Caper
As I learned firsthand yesterday, these days it is hard to get a cell phone in Japan. It seems that a few years back the Japanese government, in a state of ever vigilant readiness against international terrorism, enacted a law that bars foreigners from purchasing cell phones of any type if they are unable to produce valid Japanese identification.
If my previous run in with the Asakusa police two years ago is anything to go by, the reasoning behind this is that foreigners will use said cell phones to order bomb making materials that they will then assemble and cart around in their backpacks while returning to the Asakusa Weekly Mansion in the dead of night.
But I digress.
In short, if you are staying in Japan for under 90 days and do not possess a government issued Alien Registration Card (外国人登録証明書), you’re fresh out of luck. My trip to Akihabara had me visiting stores for all three major cell phone distributors and being turned away at each.
As I had expected, I also learned that my old DoCoMo cell phone (neat as it is) is basically a glorified brick. Since DoCoMo doesn’t employ any prepaid cell technology, there is no way to resurrect my phone from the dead save for initiating a new contract, which presents even more logistical problems than trying to get the prepaid variety.
All set to write a Japanese friend with my tail between my legs, I decided to end my search with a trip to the local SoftBank shop in Asakusa just for kicks. SoftBank seemed like the better choice for a prepaid phone since I learned that AU (the other major distributor) denies customers purchasing prepaid phones both answering machine and text messaging services.
Here’s how the ultimate heist went down. Actually, that’s too dramatic of a setup for what follows. Since the visitor’s sticker posted in my passport shows the default of a full 90 days stay on it, I realized that there was no way to prove that I was only staying in the country for one month instead of three and thus ineligible to buy a phone. That is, until asked for the mandatory government issued registration card that long term residents must all carry.
When asked to produce it within minutes upon arrival, I basically had no option but to lie in Japanese. I told the kindhearted salesman that I had just arrived and was staying for 90 days but hadn’t yet received my ID from the ward office. I told him I was doing company interviews and wanted to buy the cell as soon as possible. Most of this stuff was actually true, except for the length of stay part.
He had to call headquarters and ask them if they could make an exception for the nice gaijin who can speak Japanese. Overhearing the conversation, the bigwigs on the other end told him to obtain every imaginable snippet of information from my passport that he could for identity verification purposes.
Here is when, once again, I was saved by my expired Japanese visa from two years past. Just like the customs officer, the cell phone store clerk Ishikawa-san stared at the passport page in confusion. Never mind the fact that the page clearly shows that the visa expired two years ago. I just kept quiet. He actually read the visa out loud to himself in both English and Japanese. He read over the expiration year of 2006 but it just didn’t register. This is likely because it was written in roman numerals and not using the Japanese calendar and Heisei year format.
This expired visa is like a skeleton key for the entire city. The next thing I’m planning to do is go to the Imperial Palace waving my expired visa around and claim to be a foreign dignitary.
Suffice it to say, within the hour I walked away with my new pre-paid cell phone (you can see pictures down below). The entire package (with the phone and prepaid card itself) was around 85 dollars, a steal compared to the multiple hundreds of dollars required for an extended rental.
In many respects this phone is nicer than my more expensive contract model from DoCoMo. Since it’s a 3G phone, it may be able to work in the U.S. with a new SIM Card (I’m unsure). The phone has lots of features including a camera, multimedia video, internet, etc., though I’m unsure if it charges your card for using these items.
In any event, I’m glad that I was able to put my Japanese to use as a liar. I’ve now broken the law. On the bright side, when the cops stop me with my backpack full of explosives, the cell phone will be the least of my worries.
B.E.W.
If my previous run in with the Asakusa police two years ago is anything to go by, the reasoning behind this is that foreigners will use said cell phones to order bomb making materials that they will then assemble and cart around in their backpacks while returning to the Asakusa Weekly Mansion in the dead of night.
But I digress.
In short, if you are staying in Japan for under 90 days and do not possess a government issued Alien Registration Card (外国人登録証明書), you’re fresh out of luck. My trip to Akihabara had me visiting stores for all three major cell phone distributors and being turned away at each.
As I had expected, I also learned that my old DoCoMo cell phone (neat as it is) is basically a glorified brick. Since DoCoMo doesn’t employ any prepaid cell technology, there is no way to resurrect my phone from the dead save for initiating a new contract, which presents even more logistical problems than trying to get the prepaid variety.
All set to write a Japanese friend with my tail between my legs, I decided to end my search with a trip to the local SoftBank shop in Asakusa just for kicks. SoftBank seemed like the better choice for a prepaid phone since I learned that AU (the other major distributor) denies customers purchasing prepaid phones both answering machine and text messaging services.
Here’s how the ultimate heist went down. Actually, that’s too dramatic of a setup for what follows. Since the visitor’s sticker posted in my passport shows the default of a full 90 days stay on it, I realized that there was no way to prove that I was only staying in the country for one month instead of three and thus ineligible to buy a phone. That is, until asked for the mandatory government issued registration card that long term residents must all carry.
When asked to produce it within minutes upon arrival, I basically had no option but to lie in Japanese. I told the kindhearted salesman that I had just arrived and was staying for 90 days but hadn’t yet received my ID from the ward office. I told him I was doing company interviews and wanted to buy the cell as soon as possible. Most of this stuff was actually true, except for the length of stay part.
He had to call headquarters and ask them if they could make an exception for the nice gaijin who can speak Japanese. Overhearing the conversation, the bigwigs on the other end told him to obtain every imaginable snippet of information from my passport that he could for identity verification purposes.
Here is when, once again, I was saved by my expired Japanese visa from two years past. Just like the customs officer, the cell phone store clerk Ishikawa-san stared at the passport page in confusion. Never mind the fact that the page clearly shows that the visa expired two years ago. I just kept quiet. He actually read the visa out loud to himself in both English and Japanese. He read over the expiration year of 2006 but it just didn’t register. This is likely because it was written in roman numerals and not using the Japanese calendar and Heisei year format.
This expired visa is like a skeleton key for the entire city. The next thing I’m planning to do is go to the Imperial Palace waving my expired visa around and claim to be a foreign dignitary.
Suffice it to say, within the hour I walked away with my new pre-paid cell phone (you can see pictures down below). The entire package (with the phone and prepaid card itself) was around 85 dollars, a steal compared to the multiple hundreds of dollars required for an extended rental.
In many respects this phone is nicer than my more expensive contract model from DoCoMo. Since it’s a 3G phone, it may be able to work in the U.S. with a new SIM Card (I’m unsure). The phone has lots of features including a camera, multimedia video, internet, etc., though I’m unsure if it charges your card for using these items.
In any event, I’m glad that I was able to put my Japanese to use as a liar. I’ve now broken the law. On the bright side, when the cops stop me with my backpack full of explosives, the cell phone will be the least of my worries.
B.E.W.
Akiba Snapshots
Here are a few snapshots taken in Akihabara. I visited the electronics district yesterday as part of my "Great Cellphone Caper" (you can read about it up above). Since my priority was obtaining a cellphone, I didn't really look around a lot and check out the new items. I plan to do that on a return trip.
Enjoy.
B.E.W.
Enjoy.
B.E.W.
Yodobashi Camera in Akiba is one of the largest and most famous electronics stores in the city. One thing that caught my eye while wandering through the floors was this! I present to you the world's largest plasma screen television. This Panasonic VIERA measures a whopping 103 inches! I've already ordered two for my room.
Asakusa Pics
Here is a random collection of pics I snapped while wandering around Asakusa's main drag. Please to maybe enjoy by honorably setting your eyes on them?
Thank you so much.
B.E.W.
Thank you so much.
B.E.W.
How much is that doggy in the window? One thing that has stayed the same in the area around my housing complex is the shop across the street that keeps their pair of pugs in the window for all the world to see. Sometimes our furry friends also like having special doggy relations for all the world to see.
Here is my application and event information packet from Capcom. I love that the Japanese can predict when the mail will arrive to the exact minute. Japanese postmen must practice clairvoyance. Despite the comedy of errors that was me incorrectly reporting the housing complex's zip code, and the mailing person at Capcom jumping the gun and sending me the packet without first obtaining my room number, I still received the materials safe and sound. Again, it must be the clairvoyance thing.
Thursday, June 26, 2008
Since I have to temporarily sit in my room and wait for my delivery from Capcom to arrive, here are a few pictures I snapped this morning while walking around trying to find a dry cleaners (which I was ultimately successful at!).
You may remember that my housing complex is located within walking distance from Ban-Dai's headquarters. I love taking pictures of the different character statues they have on display. Seems like they have added a bunch from their popular Tamagotchi (たまごっち) electronic key chain toys.
This flagship yellow Tamagotchi welcomes you to the company!
B.E.W.
The Adventure Begins...
Hi all! Just a quick post to say that I arrived safe and sound at my Asakusa Weekly Mansion in Tokyo, Japan. It is a little after 10 PM here. The good news is that I succeeded in staying up relatively late so as to counteract some of the effects of jetlag. The bad news is that my brain is literally mush.
Aside from some lukewarm coffee being spilled on my pants by an apologetic flight attendant, my trip from Seattle went without a hitch. They have a new machine at Narita Airport now that fingerprints you and takes your picture for immigration and counter-terrorist purposes if you are a non-citizen. The best part is that when it takes your picture it superimposes it over what looked to be a psychedelic colored Hello-Kitty background, so it effectively kills all the seriousness of the anti-terrorism measure.
Was I getting my mug shot taken or posing for one of those picture sets you’re asked to buy after finishing Splash Mountain?
My customs officer was super nice. He nearly waved me thru on my two year old expired VISA since he wasn’t really paying attention. After he stared at the thing for about two minutes he realized it was no good and mumbled some inaudible comments before giving me the high sign.
Rode the train to my apartment complex, which was definitely economical but also slow as snails. From the minute I stepped off the plane until now, I’ve pretty much been in a sort of fog. I think it’s because my internal clock is out of wack and I spent like 12 hours in transport today. I have just sort of been on autopilot.
I ran some errands tonight and ate some cheap soba, since they fed us three meals on the plane plus snacks. It finally became clear how tired I was as I found myself totally blanking out in front of a row of shampoos in the Japanese dollar store. I couldn’t tell them apart; my brain was so tired that it didn’t even want to process Japanese.
I’m going to get some rest.
Tomorrow is cell phone hunting.
More to come soon.
You can bet on that!
B.E.W.
Aside from some lukewarm coffee being spilled on my pants by an apologetic flight attendant, my trip from Seattle went without a hitch. They have a new machine at Narita Airport now that fingerprints you and takes your picture for immigration and counter-terrorist purposes if you are a non-citizen. The best part is that when it takes your picture it superimposes it over what looked to be a psychedelic colored Hello-Kitty background, so it effectively kills all the seriousness of the anti-terrorism measure.
Was I getting my mug shot taken or posing for one of those picture sets you’re asked to buy after finishing Splash Mountain?
My customs officer was super nice. He nearly waved me thru on my two year old expired VISA since he wasn’t really paying attention. After he stared at the thing for about two minutes he realized it was no good and mumbled some inaudible comments before giving me the high sign.
Rode the train to my apartment complex, which was definitely economical but also slow as snails. From the minute I stepped off the plane until now, I’ve pretty much been in a sort of fog. I think it’s because my internal clock is out of wack and I spent like 12 hours in transport today. I have just sort of been on autopilot.
I ran some errands tonight and ate some cheap soba, since they fed us three meals on the plane plus snacks. It finally became clear how tired I was as I found myself totally blanking out in front of a row of shampoos in the Japanese dollar store. I couldn’t tell them apart; my brain was so tired that it didn’t even want to process Japanese.
I’m going to get some rest.
Tomorrow is cell phone hunting.
More to come soon.
You can bet on that!
B.E.W.
Thursday, June 19, 2008
One Week and Counting...
In one week's time I will be back in Japan, re-experiencing the luxurious comfort that only a broom closet-style room at Asakusa's Weekly Mansion can provide. If you are asking yourself why I would choose to return to such lodging after narrowly escaping with my sanity two years ago, the answer is simple...IT'S CHEAP!!!
In other news, I just found out by checking my online reservation that there was an inability to book me a window seat on my United flight to Tokyo. Thus, I'll be confined to the middle of one of those super long rows near the back of the plane for 11 hours straight. I hope for comical purposes that two immensely obese people sit on either side of me, while a screaming baby kicks my seat from behind.
Finally, I recently added a new poll feature in the right-hand column. I plan to periodically add new poll questions, so feel free to click an answer and participate. The current poll asks you to name your favorite film from master Japanese animation director Hayao Miyazaki.
Miyazaki's newest film "Ponyo on the Cliff" (崖の上のポニョ) opens this July in Japan. I very much hope to see it in my free time.
Till next time, my preparations for job interviews must continue!
B.E.W.
In other news, I just found out by checking my online reservation that there was an inability to book me a window seat on my United flight to Tokyo. Thus, I'll be confined to the middle of one of those super long rows near the back of the plane for 11 hours straight. I hope for comical purposes that two immensely obese people sit on either side of me, while a screaming baby kicks my seat from behind.
Finally, I recently added a new poll feature in the right-hand column. I plan to periodically add new poll questions, so feel free to click an answer and participate. The current poll asks you to name your favorite film from master Japanese animation director Hayao Miyazaki.
Miyazaki's newest film "Ponyo on the Cliff" (崖の上のポニョ) opens this July in Japan. I very much hope to see it in my free time.
Till next time, my preparations for job interviews must continue!
B.E.W.
Thursday, June 05, 2008
WE HAVE TO GO BAAAAAAAACK!!!!!
Replace the beard growth with 9 months of uncut jewfro and up until recently I bore a strikingly eerie resemblance to LOST’s Jack Shepard, rambling and screaming wildly about how I must return to the “island” I never should have left. At least I haven’t picked up my alcoholism and pill addiction yet.
After close to a year of meandering and indecisively dragging my feet on the Japan front since my college graduation, I have decided to return to Japan…well, for a little while at least.
I will be heading overseas at the end of June (the 25th to be precise) and will be staying in Japan for approximately one month. This trip for me is a decidedly different affair from my previous cultural-exchange visits, as this time I will be heading to Tokyo with the specific goal of securing a fulltime job.
(Cue dramatic music!!!)
I have my tickets for a Japanese career fair, have recently submitted my videogame music demo to Nintendo in Kyoto, and even have an interview lined up with my favorite Japanese porn company.
It should be an interesting trip.
I certainly hope you’ll join me on the blog for whatever stories and adventures happen along the way.
More to come soon!
B.E.W.
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