The completion of the first trilogy
It has taken a lot of work, but over the last 11 weeks I have managed to complete my first trilogy of Japan-Fu.
One might wonder what such a thing is, seeing as Kung-Fu is a deeply ingrained concept. Japan-Fu is made up up various practices associated with Japan and martial arts. Join me, for the tribute to my first trilogy
Truely a most powerfull conbination within Japan-Fu. One would do well not to mess with me upon return (or violate my guitar in some manner)
But, enough of that. I will not have completed my trilogy untill after this weekend. And maintaining proper order, celebrations will not ensui untill afterwards.
Today we took a wide tour of Tokyo, visiting some very nice places. Amongst these were:
- A fish market
- A Garden with sea-pond
- Asakusa
The more perseptive amongst you may already have noted that I have indeed visited the latter before. And, while you have no way of knowing this, I have seen many of the former.
Still, the Japanese are very particular about their fish, so it was nice to go there. I would like to give shocking reports of what transpired there but . . . . . really. It’s a fishmarket. It stinks and people sell fish there. So euhm . . . yeah, there were nice exotic’ish fish . . . mostly dead of course.
There were further points of note though. As one might guess fish were also processed there. For this one needs knives. Big knives.
One would almost have to go as far as to say they used . . . . swords.
Oh dear
No, mustn’t think like that
No, No, No, No
Bad imagination
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The shopkeeper gave a cry as the blade made its lazy arch to his opponent.
“We finish this now” he said as the blade was caught in nimble and skilled hands which took it to ready position in one fluid motion.
The words, spoken in a language that meant nothing to the shopkeeper, did nothing to slow him down. But the stare between the two contestants had him milling about and running for cover.
He raised his sword, slowly and surely, into ready position. It was this that sent ripples of realisation through the crowd of customers.
A loud scream by a young women in the process of buying tonight’s dinner’s groceries was the signal for both the panicked exodus of customers. And the charge.
The blades rang as the charge was met, and after a brief contest of strength he was pushed back. The riposte barely dodged, he brought his blade forward in a fast series of blows ending in a sharp hook to his opponents jaw with his free hand. This had his opponent stumbling among the merchandise. Seeing this apperant break in his opponents defences he made to end the contest swiftly as he used a crate to propel him into killing-blow manouvre.
As he barreled down however he saw his opponent was not quite as helpless as he had hoped. A last minute swipe of his sword was all that kept him from being impaled. The feeling as if his arm had caught fire told him he hadn’t gotten the blade entirely clear. His surprise at this and his momentum carried him beyond his target and before he could recover in the slightest a kick in his back sent him crashing through crates of fresh fish.
He slipped on a flounder deperately trying to regain his footing aware that he might be run through at any moment. Surely his opponent seemed to be fast enough. Back on his feet he turned swiftly, ready to deflect whatever was comming for him. Nothing did.
His opponent was standing some distance away
Sword raised
Smiling
This was going to be a lot tougher than he’d thought.
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I think the stupid grin on my face gave away my thoughts at that moment as the shopkeeper quickly put the sword away.
Euhm, so anyway . . . fish then.
Followed by a garden. This garden is special due to the salt-water pond. Which does indeed rise and fall with the tide. Having but 40 minute to spend there, at high tide, this was not as exciting as it could have been. But it certainly made for some nice pictures.
The boat we were taking left form said park and carried us to our lunch destination. Asakusa. But, the Language school bought us lunch, so who am I to complain. The weather was great, for seeing things from the warm exteriour of a boat. So all in all it was a nice day.
Now, if you’ll excuse me. I need to book my hotel for the weekend and get ready for a party on a boat not completely unlike this one.
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You think most problems could be solved if everyone else put aside their prejudices and came to see it from your point of view.
Well, worry not about your guitar, it is one of 5 in my house now..
Though you might have worried a bit if you would have seen me at “het flatfeest” where the raving bonkers performed.. Crowdsurfing while playing guitar is about the coolest thing I have ever done. Though multiple beers might have enhanched the memory. Cool party anyway.
Oh, ’bout the “knives” . We’ll just see about those. I watched bruce lee, so better beware. I own a copy of crouching tiger, hidden dragon and I’m not afraid to watch it….
Cheerio Dude!