Thanksgiving Weekend, I am thankful

I learn something new everytime I go to Tokyo. This time was no exception.

The weekend started off early saturday. Got to the bus station early with breakfast from the convenience store. Got my friend I’d be staying with a gift and waited for my bus. The ride was uneventful. Arriving in Shinjuku, I met up with my friends Megu and Maya. We grabbed lunch at a restaurant in Shinjuku. It was an american surfer themed place and served burgers and fries and an assortment of other kinds of food. I got myself a cheeseburger since I was starving and hadn’t had one since I left Toronto. I was thrown off when the waitress asked when we wanted our drinks; before, during, or after our meal plates. I didn’t know there were options. I just always thought they came first. So I got mine to come with my meal. Just because. Burger comes and the waitress hands me a paper type baggy. It was like the kinds they wrap Tim Horton’s breakfast sandwiches in. I thought it was for leftovers, so I kind of just put it aside. My other friend got a burger too and I noticed she put her burger IN the baggy to make it easier to eat and handed me a fork. I was kind of confused but decided that I would just eat everything with my hands….Like a north american normally would.

After lunch we headed to Maya’s place where I will be staying. I helped her clean up a few things and then we just chatted. Picked up another friend, Umi, from the station and went grocery shopping for dinner. We were doing cheese fondue. Maya, Umi, and I prepared mostly everything since Megu had some errands to run. Umi made this delicious soup with veggies and weiners. I learned that I should find some japanese spices (consomme) to make my soups taste better. I felt bad because I have a tendency to shed hair everywhere like I’m a dog. This caused Maya to have to sweep up a lot. But that just reminded me that I should probably do the same. The girls did most of the preparations. They made me realize that I am no where near to being a good housewife. I’ve never even pictured myself as one, but watching them in the kitchen making use of all the limited available utensils and producing such good food just made want to learn for some reason. It was kind of strange to me.

After dinner we sat and talked about some other girls in the class. 3 are married, one has a baby. This is in a class of maybe 25. That seems like a large portion to me. In my graduating highschool class of 80, not one is in that situation (that I know about). There seems to be a higher willingness to settle down and become a good housewife in Japan. I must say though, a Japanese Housewife is indeed a full time job. They do laundry almost everyday, constant sweeping/vacuuming/general cleaning, meals are very elaborate and take quite some time to prepare. Let’s also not forget about the little things like making sure guests are comfortable: shoes are positioned correctly upon leaving, and slippers are readily available, there is always tea for drinking, snacks to eat. I have a much greater respect for housewives now. I still couldn’t picture myself as one, but I now understand that it, too, can be difficult.

We went out clubbing that night. It was fun, but kind of a bust in some ways. I had two *much* older men try to dance with me at the same time. I must say it was a little traumatizing. We left that place and went to Muse. The guys there were also very persistent and pushy. Not a fan. When we left though, we stopped at a convenience store to buy some drinks where we were stopped by this really drunk guy and his friend who seemed much less so. The drunk guy was trying to get us to go out with them to the club (at 4:30am). They spoke English, so I responded and told him we were going home. His friend was then intrigued because he noticed that I spoke English fairly well (Well i should, it’s my first language). we chatted for a bit outside the convenience store. he asked where i was from, what i was doing in tokyo. He also spoke english very well. turned out he’s from california, but was also japanese. me and megu talked to him for a bit and they walked with us to the subway. he was very apologetic for his friend’s behaviour who wouldnt leave Maya alone. I thought he was a pretty nice guy all-in-all. He gave us his business card and told us to keep in touch just as friends. He made that clear. Anyways i thought it was interesting. I got to be sarcastic and have the other person know that I was joking. It’s little things like that I miss. Having fluent conversations in english.

We got home at around 6am and slept. Woke up at 12 to have brunch, then slept. Woke up again at 5. Met with another friend who was supposed to have dinner together, but couldn’t decide where to go. We ended up with her BF and her BF’s friends in Ikebukuro. They were interesting people. Of course I didn’t understand much of the conversations, it was still nice to be out with boys my own age. Played a First Impressions Drinking game. I wasn’t drinking so it didn’t mean much to me. It was still fun. After dinner just went home. I looked through a fashion magazine with Maya. I learned that Japanese are so good at putting on make-up because *every* fashion magazine has instructions in it! I felt so jipped since I had looked at tons of In Styles and Cosmos and they NEVER tell you HOW to put on the make up. They just show you the before and after and say “Figure it out”. I also felt inadequate as a girl when my friends knew more about North American Pop Culture than I did. And they would often turn to me for confirmation on what they’ve read about and I would just nod in agreement, not fully understanding what they were talking about. They knew more about music and movies and actresses. I have slowly stopped being interested in those topics, but I feel that it may be necessary to brush up on them. Just so I can at least hold some conversation with my limited friends in this country. Having been around computer scientists for 3 years, I’ve forgotten what other people are interested in and how to interact with girls who have an interest in Pop Culture. And to think, I used to be one of them. I’ve never been really good with the girly stuff, so this didn’t make me feel much better, but I might take some time here to be a better girl I suppose. LoL. That sounds funny. But there’s nothing wrong with being a computer scientist and look good doing it too!

The next morning we woke up a little early. Had a simple breakfast (sidenote: Butter in a tube is WAY easier to use than butter in a tub), and went to Kagurazawa. It’s famous for french foods and meat buns. Those meat buns were so delicious and cheap! Got some gelato, and basically just wandered around. The side streets had some really nice building and walkway designs. There was a european feel to the whole area which was nice. After that we headed to Shinjuku since I had to catch my bus. wasted some time, caught my bus and I was back home in no time. Realized it was Thanksgiving so I gave my parents a call when I got home after I ate my thanksgiving dinner alone (instant cup noodles: spicy beef flavoured). Granny picked up at first and I had to remember my cantonese. I managed okay but I found myself struggling for words sometimes and almost instinctively wanting to reply in Japanese when the right cantonese words didn’t come to me right away. It was hard and took lots of concentration on my part. Told my mom about it, she had a good laugh out of that. Turned out thanksgiving at home wasn’t such a big hit. Kiddies went home early and adults ate by themselves. That made me a little sad. There were a few of us “Kiddies” missing, and all the adults were at the restaurant. I hope christmas will be better.

Stayed up a little late, but that’s basically the end of this long weekend. Good times. Learned a lot.


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