Happily, Richard survived the night sans
nocturnal feline predation. Downstairs in
the Watanabe's rustic restaurant we found
a small feast awaiting us - huge bowls of ramen, fried rice and a myriad of condiments.
Absolutely stuffed, we bade the Watanabes
farewell and left them each a Genki English
t-shirt with which to impress their customers.
Set off shortly after 9, with a big drive
ahead of us. We were headed for the village
of Nozawa Onsen where a friend of mine, an
Austrian CIR called Ortwin, lived.
10.30 we pulled into Mr Donuts. I grabbed
the coffee. Richard found the table next
to the powerpoint. We both whipped out our
laptops and began working. An hour and a
half later, when the caffeine in our bloodstream
had reached toxic levels we finally left.
Crossed into beautiful, mountainous Nagano
Prefecture. Lunched by a river in Yazawa.
Back on the road. Richard sat in the back
trying to wire up a power converter to the
VW battery. "Err..Will..I think we better
pull over..." I heard him say, and then
immediately detected an acrid smell. He had
burnt out the converter - it was casually
emitting small wisps of smoke.
Hit Matsumoto city at dusk. Richard was still
keen to rig the Genkimobile in order to power
the computers from the car battery, so we
picked up a more powerful converter unit
at AutoBacs. There, in the customer carpark,
after much fiddling and testing, we succeeded
- the Genkimobile was now Internet capable.
And we could recharge our phones too.
Dinner at Yoshinoya. Richard ordered the big
gyudon, and I ordered
the very, very big gyudon, but once we had
stripped away the fat from the meat we both
had what looked like regular portions.
Rolled into Nagano City - home of the 1998
Winter Olympic - at about 10pm. Richard popped
out to a phone and downloaded mail - good
news - a JET near Matsumoto City wanted us to go to her
school - the largest in the prefecture! This
buoyed our mood and we celebrated with
all-you-can drink coffee at Denny's (where I foolishly asked permission to use
the powerpoint, and was denied by a waitress
whose serious mien was impervious to even
the wittiest of our off-the-cuff remarks).
As we sipped our tepid brews we watched a
group of kogyaru practice their para-para dancing at a nearby
table. Para para dancing is dancing where
you just use your arms. It looks a little
like Ralph Macchio doing "wax on, wax
off" in The Karate Kid, both arms at
the same time, but with music.
Ortwin rang - he had just gotten home after
an epic drive from Nikko and was desperately
tired. We agreed to meet tomorrow instead.
We planned to crash in Nagano but couldn't
find anywhere to shower the next day, so
at midnight we decided to set off for Ortwin's
village anyway.
Arriving at 2am we found Nozawa Onsen to
be a quaint European style village perched
on the side of a mountain. During our exploration
I made the mistake of driving down a dead
end street. When the Genkimobile reverses
a woman's voice blares out the phrase "bakku
shimasu ki o tsukete" (WE'RE REVERSING
- LOOK OUT") loudly enough to annoy
if not actually wake the dead. We didn't
want to disturb the whole village so Richard
got out and pushed.
We parked in a large carpark near some tour
buses and went to bed.
Opinions expressed in this diary are personal
views of Will Jasprizza. They do not
necessarily represent those of Genki English,
especially where he is making jokes
which sounded better at the time!!! Please
be understanding!
@
Sign up to get my top tips, games & hints via email!
Copyright (C) 1999/2023 by Richard Graham www.GenkiEnglish.com