...There we were: Takumi, Haseken, Morii (Molly), and I, about to proceed through immigration, in what would turn out to be one HELL of a week in Germany.
We gathered our belongings and made our way to check in. One thing I have noticed about Japan is this. Things like aiport check-in machines, airport information counters, elevators, resteraunts, etc., all have one thing next to them that is the same; cute (airport) assistants. This airport was no different, oh no, not at all. As we arrived at the check-in machine, a cheerful voice accompanied a darling face of a cute airport assistant. She was suprised that I could speak Japanese, apparently that is something to be suprised about, and then proceeded to help us check in. She spoke English to me for a litle bit too, but it was stuff that was only really used in an airport, you know 'passport please', 'allow me', 'NO! I insist' 'It wont take that long...' 'wow! there is a lot of stuff in here!' 'you can't possibly fit all that in here!' The normal baggage related questions. After all of that, We passed through immigration and were almost on our way to the plane, when I remembered why it sucks to be a foreigner at a time like that. All foreigners planning to return to Japan must purchase a re-entry permit, which is something like 3000 yen (30 US dollars). In order to do that, one must go to the post office, buy a 3000 yen stamp, take it to a room right next to immigration to receive a sheet to fill out allowing one to get the stamp. That takes a little bit of time. Time was not something we had. As it turned out, by the time we passed completely through immigration, we had about 10 minutes before take-off. YIKES! we thought as we ran towards the terminal. On our way, there was an airport assistant holding a sign with our flight number on it. We were already running, so I thought 'what better idea than if she were to run with us?'. 'Come on!' I yelled, and waved her in our directon. She complied. We ran at full speed (keep in mind we had our carry-ons with us) towards our goal; the terminal. She was fast, BOY was she fast, but I was faster. I let her get ahead, then at the last minute, BAM! BOOM! WOWZA!! BLAMPF! I shot passed her and gave my boarding pass to the lady at the gate. We made it. With about 4 minutes to spare, we made it. as we got on the plane, we heard the gates close and the final prep for takeoff began.
Chapter 3: the Ascent.
A 12 hour flight to frankfurt?
And a 3 for 2 beer dealy?? no way!
Oh, I think I fell asleep.
Yeah, I still kick. Just recently I havent really had any motivation to post in my blog. I have hit cool tricks here and there, and I have also been studying Japanese for this test that is only offered once a year. I will take it December 3rd, and this weekend I am flying down to Okinawa for a 3 day vacation/friends pre-wedding reception. That means I don't know how much I will study.
However recently, I have done this...
reaper bsos
a run that was something like whirl > p whirl > (rpt) > drifter > p drifter > (rpt) > plastic ma... drop on the the start of the second half.
EDIT*
I forgot I also hit
grifter bs
p grifter bs
another p flux
matador > sumo
I know there is more, but that is all that I can think of right now. It's nice not playing everyday. But, it's also nice to play everyday.
T
next right up is my thoughts on this years JFC (Japan Footbag Champs)...
Yesterday I kicked at Kansai University. There was some Christmas party right where I played, and every 5 or 10 minutes, some beautiful girl would run past me to change clothes.
I hit:
Swifter bs
torque (bsos) and p torque (bsos) same string
My spinning is feeling better, especially on my flip. My nuclears were feeling good yesterday, although my right quad hurts a bit today
I think it's been a little too long since I posted.
I have been kicking frequently, except for yesterday. I needed a break.
Recently I have done things like:
far motion x 2 (x3 on the other side)
gyro clip x 14
grim reaper
blender work, along with work on swirls and quantum sets.
With Juggling,
4 ball
21 claw catches async
I feel like I already mentioned this, but maybe not. No I haven't The other day, Koma-chan asked me to come out and shred! That made me really happy. She is the newest shredita in Japan, so it was really nice to see that she is motivated. We kicked for about 3 hours, and then got some dinner.
I am really impressed with her ability to keep trying a move. She hit:
1. atw (in to out?) after trying for about 20 minutes!
2. toe stall (alternating) x 32! after a lot of tries.
So, I just started work again after a two week break (winter vacation), and it's actually nice to be back. Its good to be in a groove, you know. I was really lazy over the break, which is kind of what I planned, but come to think of it, I did just just a much over the last two weeks as I do during any given two work weeks, only more spread out.
I really want to get something going out here, you know make the scene bigger. I want to update Kankeri's webpage, make shirts, or shorts, with the logo, try to get sponsored for worlds (as a club of course) and spend a lot more time endulged with footbag and Japan. Its not that I don't like teaching, but there is so much more that I want to do with myself, but feel like I am being held back by 9 hours of work everyday. I have spent just under 12 years of my life studying Japanese, and after 10 of those years found it in me to pack up my life in the States and finally get to Japan. I originally applied for the JET program (that's the program that Ken came through), but they turned me down. I wasn't going to let that stop me though, no. I had decided that I was getting to Japan, and I was going to get to Japan. As it turned out, I ended up winning a speech contest, which awarded me with a week home-stay in Japan. I decided to cancel the home stay, and not take the return flight home. I finally made it to Japan. The first three months of my stay were most likely the best three (consescutive) months of my life. I can't explain to anyone the sort of emotions that were flowing through me. It is a feeling that was like nothing else. It was a feeling as intense as the feeling that shredding gives me, only on a different level. Great. Japan. No work, enough money to last for a while, and only time on my hands. I went to see temples, met people, checked out various places, relaxed, shredded. It was incredible, yet here I am today, and I barely have anytime to catch the setting sun. Why? Because I am here at work, and will be until the suns dips itself behind the horizon, leaving a faint orange trail of the day that now was. That then repeats tomorrow, and so on and so forth. I have to do something. Weeks are passing like days, and months like weeks. I feel like I am getting to an age where things will be decided, and once they are, they are. I want to do what it is I want to do, before there is no time. Here I am at work.
BOOM! then there is the other side. I got to work today at 8:30, after an hour train/bus ride. I saw 3 of my second graders for the first time. Akane-chan was happy to see me. I was happy to see her. I asked her how her Christmas was. She said great. She ate sushi with her family. I then said goodbye and went inside the school, grabbed a computer and turned it on. Read some cnn articles, checked my email, downloaded some vids from modified, searched for nintendo piano sheet music (Punch out, no luck)and drank coffee. English hasn't started yet, so I have limited things to do. Is it really that bad? No, I guess not, there is just to much I want to do, and I really don't want to prioritize what I WANT to do. I only want to prioritize what I HAVE to do. I want to carry out and enjoy ALL that I WANT to do.
Wow, that felt better. That was completely first draft, so I expect it to be sloppy and out of order. I appreciate anyone who read that. Thank you.
.. and I barely have anytime to catch the setting sun. Why? Because I am here at work, and will be until the suns dips itself behind the horizon, leaving a faint orange trail of the day that now was.
Very well written.
Mosher got some good points. Maybe you could just the sell the boob-ometer concept to some big company and earn alot of money, so you can live like the first weeks in Japan for the rest of your life. Off course i would have to sue your ass then.
I stopped short becuase four girls came up to me to see what I was doing. I showed them some basics and had them try to kick the bag. They seemed enthusiastic about it. All of them are in a martial arts club, which I think is REALLY cool. One girl, Tomomi, is a fairly high level, and it was really nice talking with her. I ended up walking her home (we both live in the same direction from the university). I hope we continue to be friends.
Yesterday was one of those 'AHHH!', throw the bag at the wall, then quickly apologize to it, while checking to make sure that it is ok, looking at the person down the hall who is looking at you because you screamed, so you wave at her and she waves back, shreds.
I feel like I did a lot of good for my game by repitition. I didn't hit anything new (outside of gyro clip x 15, new pr), but I did realize that if I play the way I played yesterday, everytimne I solo, I will improve my game drastically.
Practicing is, according to Akira Jimbo (famous drummer), improving your weak points. I agree. Usually when I solo, I find my self in the same shred pattern. Warm up, stretch (or vice versa), toe stalls, inside stalls (only as of recent) legovers, pickups, clipper delays, far legover/pickups, then spinning, guiltless...
I would like to break this pattern, or atleast go about it in a different way. I would like to treat footbag in more of the same way that I treat juggling; massive repetition. I think I have posted this before, but when I juggle, I really enjoy repeating the same pattern over and over again, however when it comes to footbag, maybe because footbag is more tiring, I find my self trying a repeatable 2 moves once or twice, then switch. Afterwards (meaning the next couple sessions), I get sort of angry because although I practiced the combo (whatever it may be), I am not seeing definite progress. If I look more closely at the problem, however, I realize that I really haven't put that much time into perfecting the trick.
Fun session the other day! Nice work on that alpine blurry whirl--wish I could've been there to see it. Was it caught on film? Keep on Kenzo's case about getting those videos edited and uploaded. He has a fancy-schmancy new computer too that's perfect for the job!
Footbaggers are like musicians--they tend to be perfectionists. This is probably necessary to improve one's game, but it tends to prevent the production of videos. Even if everyone doesn't have perfect text-book technique and mind-boggling combos, it's a good idea to make some video records of where one is at at the time.
You have the skills and dedication to get really good (although you are already really good!).
I find that repetition is important too, but it's always a good idea to have a feeling of play/curiousity in a practice session.