August 28, 2008

i just biked 60+ km on the Izumo Bike Route! woo hoo!

Added on September 7th: I biked to the lake again, and this time I took my camera with me: 

A man digging for shijimi (small clams). they are delicious in miso soup. However, it is illegal for non-commercial people to take shijimi from the lake. This man looked like he was gonna freak (with fear) after I took a picture of him, lol
a bird!
ducks. there are a lot of these as you will see
the lake:
the bike route on a sign: 
a hawk on the side of the path setting flight
a river
another duck

collecting shijimi

the beach at the start of the route

the bike. makes my butt hurt!

Wow, i can't believe how much my legs hurt! 

but i survived. I wish I could upload the pictures i took on my Japanese pay-as-you-go phone. Next time I will carry my camera as it is a very scenic route. It ended at a vast 宍道湖 - (shinjiko - lake). Man am I sweaty. So for the first time I will utilize the bath instead of taking a shower the American way. There is a little machine in the kitchen that rings and says that the bath is hot and ready. You can also maintain the temperature. Sweet stuff! 

(Next post: Japanese food pictures and all about my two new jobs!)

Here is a picture of the bath: 

August 24, 2008

daisen mondo + climbing

Last night I came home around midnight from the Daisen Mondo Mountain Music Festival. It was two days long and a blast. One particular band that played I thought the guitarist was cute and an excellent musician. Then I met him, because I didn't notice first- but he was hanging out with my group of friends that whole time with us! Both days I went rock climbing in the morning- rather bouldering out by the sea. I couldn't do pretty much any of the climbs because they were V5's and up but I worked on little portions, and earned a few scrapes here and there. But worst of all was Ochi, who was climbing a short route. When he sent it, a rock piece that he was holding onto at the top broke- sending him tumbling down, partly onto the mat and partly onto rock. No bones were broken but his arm got scraped and his back is a little sore: 
Also here are some more climbing pictures from yesterday: 

So tomorrow, I'm gonna go bouldering indoors with Tanaka-san in Matsue (via train)- I AM SO STOKED!! I found a girl climber in Japan. Who is also pretty cool. 

Here is the Honda van I went road trippin' in this past weekend: 

And finally here are some pictures from the music festival:

aka Doggystyle:

soul flower union:

some band:
new friends:

August 18, 2008

Here are a portion of my Flight Notes 08-08-08

I had this fear, setting off. The dark, gray and white, japanese bite-the-bullet culture, embedded pride, and combined with the reminiscing of my youth in Japan as a frustrated preteen youth, all alluding to a dark summer ending and fall beginning, meanwhile doubting whether South Dakota in the winterish fall would help any. But on the plane I drifted off, and while we were leaving Sweet Virginia, I came to some subtle melody in the earphones, and in my heart i ebbed to have some human contact, that is, I look back to the past month and cherish my time w/ Bunty, Stephanie, Zack, and Jaimie, the whole REI lot and wonder, why it took me so long to make a true commune with my fellow man. But yes after a long progression @ REI I've come to a better understanding for my basic need of a healthy human contact. In ways, this past month has prepared me for my next new venture that I now embark on. Where, aside from a parellel fascination for the outdoors, outdoor activities, and and unhealthy and nerdy high of gear knowledge is NOT shared, and on top of all that there is a culture and language barrier. Yet the fear, so quickly turned its face. Now I have a ravid excitement. Maybe I will once again after longing, when thrown into the underbelly of the Japanese commute I will once again start fearing for my life.

quote for note:
yesterday is called history
tomorrow is a mystery
today is a gift
that's why it's called the present
(from kung fu panda!)


So Paul told me to keep a journal ad that's exactly what I'm doing. The sad/sick part is that I usually only end up truly writing when entering and leaving a country- [when entering] due to excitement, [when leaving] due to regret.

I am naive, evil as a serpant, stupid like a child. I am new and old. I am a helpless infant. I have no water no air. But I am nothing and I need nothing. Or so I think.I am so nothing that I need more that nothing. You are less then what you are when you needs are greater than what you as a person amount to.

Am I content to know that if I never existed the world would spin madly on in a perfectly beautiful way without me. (not that I in my infinite smallness could touch the chatter)? is it worth not existing? and what would I miss the most? life in the essence?

What if there was never a me? I don't know about you, but I would sure miss that! I would miss the life force, the me who is sometimes just a cloud of fury, in a passion for life, that I stir up a war for or against love/hate, objects, people, places. I love the spark of that that is me. I also love the aloneness of I, stuck inside myself; my soul a shanty boat floating- drifting in the vast and endless soul within me. It's sometimes that I realize how completely and utterly isolated I am within myself. But that is the great illusion (more on that in a bit). When I feel vast solitude, I begin to feel like I am wise and sole, standing high in my little dinghy. I am encapsulated within myself and I inside the earth, which is also trapped in the greater ether, the universe. Yet even though I am so completely inside the universe, part of it, part of this beautiful planet earth, and even, yes, part, and fully am myself, I am/seem so far, so far from any meaning derived from boundaries, therefore, definition, meaning, and ultimately reality. Because here I am, the sea and sky to all sides, inside so very much in the center. Yet I am isolated and alone. Maybe that what I feel is like without God. And though an illusion, the thought does well to drive me off. For the soul to “get” to God seems so far. Yet, God is near. When I open my eyes, he is a close as my next breath. He is in the room when I rather be alone, he is with me when I face the startling fears. He is near, he is here. God is everywhere. It's scary yet extraordinarily specific to think that as far as I am from any outlying post, for as many weeks as I have been adrift, God may seem far, but is instantly near. So if I, Lily, cease to exist or never existed, what I would miss the most is knowing God.

And more importantly once I "feel" God, what I would also miss, is that overwhelming rush of emotion- wonder, bafflement, confusion, awe, mouth-watering, hand-shaking feeling- to experience the love of God in wonder, because although God is Love, to me, God's love for the world, and specifically for me, is a mystery. So i want to stay alive.

just some pictures, no words for now. - Lily, izumo

August 08, 2008

Last night in US

Hopefully I won't be a cat out of the water trying to climb in Japan. But from the looks of it there is some climbing scene. 

Anyways, I have to figure out how to haul 2months worth of luggage, a LOT of gifts, and myself, through: 

14+ hours - Dulles to Tokyo
2 hours - Tokyo to Osaka
4+ hour Bus Ride Osaka to Izumo

yea... it'll be fun. God is good, and I have a feeling He will prevail at least. back to the bags! gah. 

August 05, 2008

What'd I miss?? Listen to live recordings - the 9:30 club and other great venues via NPR. Bands: Ting Tings, Mogwai, Fuck Buttons, and Air

This is a great way to hear over again the good concerts you attended here, or never got a chance to see because your grandmother was in town.

I missed the Ting Tings due to work so listened here.

Click here for the NPR Concert page.

Here is a Ting Tings Music Video, "Shut Up and Let Me Go"

oh and Mogwai will be playing at the 9:30 Club on September 17th. :( (I'll be in Japan) !!!! :( Their song "Autorock" really moved me in my younger years (17?). iTunes link here

I thought it was funny that the band Fuck Buttons will be opening, funny enough to take a poster home ;) "Sweet Love for Planet Earth" is pretty. :) Watch the video below: 

Right click to download an older songs, "Bright Tomorrow"  - Video Below: 

Read the pitchfork review of the single (mp3 linked) - pretty sweet recording methods!! Article on them and their toys here. My theory for the name is that their like, screw buttons, we'll use our own equipment! Their album cover is pretty tight too: 


and another refresher: 
Air - Once Upon a Time

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