The house I’m staying in is crazy. There may be some pictures on the Shiro Oni website, but not as detailed as what I’m going to give you. The residency itself can house 10 people and guests if need be. There are 3 floors here and roof access. Let’s look at some pictures!
Before I came to Japan I kept hearing stories about how amazing the 7-11s are out here. For example: A Japanese girl has come to America and she’s being driven around by a friend of hers. She needs to go to the bathroom and asks her friend to just pull over at the 7-11. Are you sure,” he asks? She’s sure. She completes her transaction and returns to the car, displeased.
Welp, Japan continues to make sweets for me to sample despite my pleas for them to stop all production so I can become a lean, dangerous, exercise machine. I haven’t put myself on a scale since I’ve been here but my clothes still fit me, so there’s that. And the Saitama challenge? A memory. Distant. A gentle whisper on the breeze drowned out by Taiko drums on Saturday nights.
It’s weird stuff 3! SO much weird stuff! Cat 1: Weird stuff This is… not what you think it is. Someone *had* to be fired over that….
I’ve been looking forward to this for a long time!! A few of us made a short bike ride to the other side of the river to the soy factory for a soy sauce and tofu making workshop. This place does lots of things with soybeans – soy sauce, miso, soy milk, tofu, soy cheese, baked soy goods, and even soy donuts and ice cream! I am really enjoying being a part of this culture. Let’s go!
Just so you know… in addition to participating with the community, eating, sleeping, pooping regularly, riding a bike as my means of transportation (including riding 2 miles every other day to get groceries or supplies… no it’s not far, but it takes a big chunk of time out of my day), and writing about all of it daily, I’m making art each day as well. I don’t have anything too exciting to show for it yet but I figured I’d fill you guys in.
Onishi seems to be known for its rocks. I wish I knew more about it but the information center here does not have an English translation of the town history. Intel is slowly getting released to me though, so I might be able to edit it in later. There are piles of rocks everywhere. I also nearly get run over by large, wide trucks full of crushed rocks on a regular basis. There are several stone dealers here and I ride past lots of crazy views every day and wanted to share them with you. Thinking of you, Brett and Shannon!
One thing I extra special appreciate about Japanese people is that they understand if you add sugar to anything it transforms into something marvelous. Don’t believe me? Ok, take the avocado for example. Granted, it took a long time for me to warm up to avocados (back in the day when I was picky about eating stuff) but now I find avocados, just as they are, delicious. I think they’re better when turned into guac, but do you know what happens when you add sugar? Four-dimensional time bending, that’s what. I’m a fan of, and have made for myself, both avocado pie and avocado shakes. If you’re a lover of avocados you should give one of these magical mergers a try.
Paper factory! Paper factory! Ok, now I have a story about Yasuko Takada. I stumbled across her when I wandered into a craft store called On y va! This is a clever play on words on Yasuko’s part. In French, “on y va” means “let’s go!” and the sound of “on y” sounds like the first part of Onishi. I was looking for some craft supplies and I thought that’s what was sold at On y va. What’s actually there are handmade crafts from local crafters and in the back is a sewing workshop.
Story time. You should probably sit down. The flea market on Sundays here is super cool and I’ve been twice now. The first time was a reconnaissance mission though I did wind up with some cute cat things and a handful of uchiwa. As I’ve settled into the area and met people who know things, my mission on the second visit became more critical.
More cool/weird stuff while I get a little downtime.
Everywhere I look in Onishi, I find art, something beautiful. On my walks home from evening art events I noticed there were some very photographic moments and last night I decided to head out just to take photos. There was hardly anyone around, just like in the early morning, though I did hear much more activity behind closed doors: a tv, an evening conversation, laughing in a small restaurant, and a drum class. Yes. Drum class. I’m not sure of the style of music but I think they are using Taiko drums. Enjoy this exotic town at night with me!