Engaged!

Yesterday I took Leah up to the Cave Shrine and asked her to marry me. The cave shrine is an interesting place. It was a secret place for christians to worship, and then after they were killed it reverted to a Japanese shrine. The Christians were fighting the rulers of the area and used old shrines to defend themselves. They chopped off the stone heads of shrines to throw and shoot at the samurai ordered to kill them. So many of the statues in this area are missing their heads.

So this cave has an important historical significance and the people worshipped in secret here trusting that God would protect them. I'm sure they became very close, those handful of worshippers. I think the cave has a spiritual significance as well.

So I got Leah to hike up to the cave (roughly 400 meters). She sort of knew was was going on, but didn't say anything. When we got there...

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I got my iPod and we listened to a song by the Old 97's called "Question" about a guy proposing to a girl. We sat on a rock in front of the main shrine in the cave. We shared the headphones, each with one headphone in one ear. The song is really beautiful. I let it play through two verses and then on one knee, asked her to marry me. She said yes!

I explained more about the cave and why I chose to propose in it. Then, I grabbed my camera.




As you may be aware, cave's are remarkably devoid of light, and naturally, the pictures are rubbish. But we gave it a shot. This is the ring.




In front of this shrine, I proposed.



I made Leah wear these pants because I didn't want her to get her own clothes dirty, hiking up the mountain. The cave has many little shrines along the back wall.




One of my favorite views is on the last bend in the trail up to the cave. We stopped for a picture on the way back down.




This is the same spot from a summer day a few months ago.



So there you have it. We are engaged!

Internet Cafe

Leah is coming tomorrow! I'm extremely excited! Right now I'm in an Internet Cafe in Fukuoka city. Tomorrow morning I'll hop on the subway an ride to airport. I'll spend most of the day waiting around the airport. But Narita airport is pretty huge, basically a city within itself.

Tonight I'm sleeping on a mat on the floor of a booth in the internet cafe and I wanted to share why this is so great. For about 1/3 the cost of a hotel, I get a place to sleep thats almost as comfortable. The beds at most hotels are pretty crappy. So this pad on the floor will get the job down without much sacrifice. Plus I get access to DVDs, television, a computer and tons of books. I also get free drinks, a tooth brush, a razor and shaving creme and even a shower here. The free drinks are nothing to scoff at either. Cola, tea, slushies, coffee, pretty much any liquid you need. 10 hours costs about 2,600 yen or about 22 bucks.

The downside of these places is that you have to sleep in a cubicle so the light and sound are never blocked out, but its a relatively dark and quite place. Also, they provide a pillow and a blanket but the pillow is rubbish, its a square sitting pillow.

Perhaps the best thing about these places is that you can walk in at any time, any day, and get a booth. I've heard they book up sometimes, but here I am, saturday night, just after school finished for the term and there are plenty of booths.

Please keep Leah and I in your prayers and thoughts because we're both traveling and prefer to arrive at our destinations completely intact.

Welcome to Rock Night

Last weekend, some of the JETs from my prefecture gathered in Nagasaki City to jam. We had a few bands play covers and even a few originals.

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I drove with Eric up to Isahaya, and took the train into the city with Tim, Lizzie and Kara. En route to the city, Lizzie had Tim "fix" her hair. The japanese girls in the seat across from them couldn't stop giggling.



Our friends rocked out to a bunch of really hip tunes, way to hip for me in fact, there were a few songs I didn't know. Still I really enjoyed it. Rob and Jen let loose some harmonies all up on us.


The bass player of the band stepped outside for a second during the set. I'm pretty sure she was text messaging while playing. The japanese can text anywhere, anytime. I'm surprised she wasn't riding her bike, holding an umbrella while texting AND playing bass. Minus the bass, I've seen that combination a few times.


The more Canadians I meet, the more I like that strange race of humanoids. Jess sings, plays guitar and drums all while managing to be Canadian. I know, I know! She looks just like a regular person, it's weird, but believe me, Canadian.


Earlier in the night, I showed Rob how stupid I was. Although I was told numerous times that Rob was a great guitar player and he was, in fact, playing guitar that night, I still asked him "Hey, wait, do you play any instruments?" He tells me, "I play a little." Then almost immediately, but without sarcasm or malice, walks over to his guitar, picks it up and beings the set with the rest of the band. Rob is one of my favorite people in the universe. One of the funniest and kindest people I've met. He's slightly odd in the way that a 5 year old kid is, you can't ever remember thinking that way but it makes so much sense when you get to the punch line. He is also a master (probably level 60 if this sort of thing had levels) at using "Engrish", the bizarre English phrases that many japanese people pick up and use everyday.


Jen holds masters degrees in education and rock and roll. She's a great source for data and tips on teaching and for sassy english retorts to dull witted American's (read: 'my') questions. She's also a legit singer. Also, she finds Chris's use of the word 'legit' to be hilarious, such as in the previous sentence.


After face meltage, Jen and Jess took it down a notch, the notch marked 'acoustic, but not wussy acoustic, not the whiney crap, i'm not gonna cry or anything, but I want you to hear what I say, but seriously don't worry, I'm gonna break out with some emo or something, just shut up and listen.' So we did.


At the end of the night I sat in a loud bar with a bunch of people I honestly feel close to. In between dancing, I talked with Tim about philosophy. It was a well rounded night. I was struck again by the difference in masculinity in Japan. Of the few Japanese that were met us on the dance floor, the guys clearly were way more into the deal. This has basically been the case everywhere I've been. I happen to love this cultural difference and feel much more comfortable dancing like a fool.

Phonetography

Acknowledging today that I've been seriously lacking in the photography department, I decided to upload some pics from my phone. These are rubbish pictures.

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The is the second day I got my phone, I snapped a photo of my face in front of school, grinning like an idiot.



Later that day, I saw a cabbie sleeping in his car near the Family Mart. The tree branches nicely forked the picture.



About a month ago, Chris's mom sent him a care package. Actually, it was two huge boxes of care. He got all sorts of goodies that he has been nice enough to share with us. We've had dinner at his house a few times, thanks to those enormous boxes.



In the next town over, there is a bowling alley. We've been a couple of times but this was the first time. Its almost exactly like an american bowling alley, only this one has a crib in it, and doesn't sell beer.



I am about to bowl a delicious gutter ball.



Just a few weeks ago, a coworker had a baby. We stopped in to visit and I made the kid give a piece sign.

How to Brighten Your Day In 1 Minute

Sometimes the subtle, low intensity stress that comes with living abroad can really get to you. I woke up this morning feeling stupid and alone and mostly angry. Normally I count on the few friends I have here to lift my spirits but last night I just felt like an outsider to them. My best and most important support person is a million miles away and we only get to talk a couple times a week at best. I kept holding on to these things today so it was all around negative.

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But when I got home today I checked out a website called ZenHabits and they suggested a great video. It really did brighten my day.



Dwelling on the past destroys me. I get stuck there and I can't enjoy the present. I have to remember to stop and take time to release the stuff that blackens me. The best way I've know to do this is to make simple observations of things around me. I have to keep from narrating my thoughts to myself. I think the internal dialogue distracts me from the basic experience. For instance today I sat still and looked at the mountain and the flowers. I still couldn't quite force out thoughts I didn't want so I decided to sketch what I saw. Nothing quite pushes everything else out like trying to sketch something.