Archive for December 2009

snow and snow-related things



Merry Christmas, a few days late; we are keeping warm in sub-zero Aberdeenshire (well, I'm keeping warm; Iain is running around in the snow in t-shirts and generally proving himself to be much more comfortable in this weather than me; see: photos.) At any rate, I had a very nice Christmas with Iain's family, which was made all the better by being able to talk to my sister and mother over Skype, as well.




Since Christmas, we haven't done too much, although I spent my first-ever Boxing Day snowboarding* for the first time ever!



Above: Iain trying to push me off a cliff, as if I weren't doing a good enough job of it all by myself, everytime I strapped myself to a snowboard. 

Anyone who knows me knows that I am terrible at all things involving the cold, heights and fast speeds, so you can imagine how good I am at snowboarding. Despite this, I actually had a great time when I wasn't falling flat on my butt and/or clinging to Iain for dear life; at any rate, I'd like to do it again and to hopefully get a bit better. This whole 'winter sports'** thing is quite foreign to me; I tried blaming a childhood spent in California, and when that didn't work (Tahoe what now?), I tried blaming a childhood spent with an un-athletic family (quiet, Maggie), but I think we all know the real excuse is that I am a great big wimp with lazy tendencies, which I wouldn't mind getting over at some point, even if it does involve falling down a lot.

* Or, if you want to be all concerned with things like accuracy, intermittently flailing down the kiddy slope with Iain's help, and spending a inordinate amount of time sitting in the lodge's cafe reading Wolf Hall


** Fine, this whole 'sports' thing, period. 

hello, goodbye



Our last days in Tokyo are a bit of a blur, although we did (finally!) manage to drag ourselves to Tsukiji Fish Market for an early morning sushi breakfast like we'd been planning to all semester.

Less delicious and much more sad, however, was saying goodbye to everyone, especially my students. I know I said it before, but I really lucked out by getting some of the friendliest, funniest and just generally all-around-awesomest students in Tokyo. As you can see from the pictures below, we found lots of highly educationally enriching ways to commemorate the end of the term.



 (Clockwise: me, Ryo, Hiroe and Akio).

Like making everyone wear funny hats.



(Left to right: Mari, Haruna and Yuka)


And letting them make snowmen out of marshmallows.



And doing the limbo.

After that, there was a frenzied rush of leaving-the-country footwork (re-entry visas, post office runs, bank transfers, packing) and a even more frenzied rush of goodbyes (last drinks with our teacher friends in Shimokitazawa, a last *amazing* shabu-shabu dinner with Teiko and Yoriko, and an equally amazing shabu-shabu dinner with some of the students. Finally, at six am Monday morning, we crawled out of bed and - nearly 48 hours later - arrived safe and sound, if freezing - at Iain's family's house in Aberdeenshire, where it is snowing and where we find ourselves waking up at five even though the sun doesn't rise until well after eight. Oh, circadian rhythm. I really thought I'd have killed you by now.

long overdue update

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Exactly one more week of work to go, and I am getting way too sentimental at the thought of saying goodbye to my students, all of whom are amazing and who are by far the single best thing about this job. I've gotten so used to seeing most of them so often throughout the week (some of them every single day!) that I'm really dreading saying goodbye. I'm doubly lucky they're so amazing because the pre-ordained lesson plans for this last week of teaching are painfully awful, and fortunately I can at least count of students who will be sweet and funny and good-natured, and who can usually be counted on to be irreverant enough to make the worst canned lesson entertaining. Today's lesson on performing! skits! (because that's a skill I think we can agree everyone needs) included improvised tales of woe ranging from murder to being buried alive to two-timing to, my personal favorite, an inexplicably tiny man who steals women's underwear.

At any rate;  I know I've slacked off quite a bit with this blog lately; part of this is because I've been trying to set up an actual website with the fairly massive collection of photos I've been sitting on for the last three years (edited, don't worry), and part is because this schedule, as I may have whined before, is absolutely brutal in terms of having free time,  and I'm generally pretty embarrassed by just how exhausted I am all the time. I'm hoping, very very much, that this won't be a problem next year when we're back, because (hooray!) we just accepted job offers in nearby Numazu, which is about an hour and a half away from Tokyo by Shikansen. I don't know too much yet except that it's a small school (Iain and I are the only full-time English teachers) and I'm going to have to learn to drive on the wrong side of the road. So: more plans (and more updates in general; I swear, about ninjas and that bike ride that amounts to the most exercise I got the whole time I was here, and talking to ALL THE HALLS on Skype) to follow, but for now, sleeping. 



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