Archive for July, 2008

Kobe

Wednesday, July 2nd, 2008

I’ve been living next to it for ages. Passed through there 8 times. But never really stopped to take a look at the place.

Luckily I have a girlfriend that was of the opinion we should visit there.

Kobe is famous for a couple of things.

The great Kobe Earthquake

and . . . euhm . . . other stuff.

As I sit here writing this I realize I didn’t actually even see the Eathquake memorial park. I visited Mt. Rokko and Kitano.

Mt. Rokko is the mountain overlooking Kobe, Kobe is actually built between the sea and some pretty steep mountains. Rokko being the highest of those at 931 metres. At places Kobe is but 1.2 km wide. A steep mountain over a city such as Kobe will make for a good view. One of the top 3 to be exact. (Those of you that have been paying attention: Yes, they have a top 3 for bloody everything). A very gloomy day with very low visibility sorta made us miss that though. Instead, we got some gorgeous cloud/fog movements.

On top of the mountain there is a botanical garden. And probably because of the gloomy weather some of the flowers there were exquisite. An important part of any botanical garden is of course the foreign imports. They usually mean flowers by this, but who am I to stand in the way of original thought.

The next day was spent in Kitano. Kitano is the place where the europeans lived during the Meji restauration. Of course the europeans that came had money backing them and this meant they built their own houses. In other words. In the middle of a Japanese city, you have French, Dutch, Swiss, Danish, etc Architecture.

Before I show pictures it should be known that the europeans left some time ago. What you will see now isn’t a european part of town. It is a Japanese European themepark

I present to you . . . the Danish

The Dutch

The Belgians . . . wait, that looks pretty authentic

Must correct the view the view that they may get something right by intent. Look here!

No, you missed it. Look closer. The right picture, top left person. You know . . . the one in the traditional dutch dress? Damn, I’m going home and photoshopping a red circle around that person. Download that picture and enlarge it . . . .

That’s right, it’s a dude!

On retrospect I should have taken many many more pictures, but it was just so funny I forgot about it completely. Kitano is really a nice place, besides the rediculous European Themepark’edness of it there are actually a lot of really decent little “ethnic” (you know . . . french and stuff) restaurants and a LOT of international stores. The fair maiden’s day was made when she pounced on the last jar of Calve Pindakaas in a store. Next to european food there were also Hallal stores (and you know what that means: Vegetable samosa, tempeh, vegitarian ramen . . . hmmmmmm) and a Mosque (now there is something I’ve not seen here before. And the entire town is regularly patrolled by the Japanese Tourist Helpers.

Other than those headliners we also did some random small stuff like watch Japanese Gambling in action. Watched Japanese euhm . . . tourists in action. Watched the locals on their sunday stroll. Saw the preview to Carnaval.

I was a nice leisurely weekend for me as I got to travel with Raph close to home for a change.

P.S. I also added some pics to the Random Stuff folder. Note the EVIL SHRUBBERY outside my office window. And someone tell me what is wrong with this picture.

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Quote of the day:

Sometimes I think the surest sign that there is intelligent life out there is that it hasn’t tried to contact us

- Bill Watterson

Japanese ergonomics

Wednesday, July 2nd, 2008

It has finally happened.

10 months in Japan and I have now had 1 complete week of back pain.
To be truthfull it started out with a neckpain, but that was merely a symptom underlying a problem that originated in my upper back.

At work I have a special monitor that puts my monitor on eyelevel, my desk is set on wooden beams (no seriously) and they found a chair somewhere which actually facilitatesmy keeping my knees at 90 degrees. I do actually work in a situation somewhat closely resembling an ergonomic workplace.Ergonomics

(I had a picture more closely resembling my workplace, but it showed the dummy in heels, besides what i really wanted to link was this)

At home my laptop is on a raised platform showing the top of my screen roughly on eye level. Though instead of using this I sorta just have it propped up on books. The desk is too short though, but that is more of an arm/carpet-tunnel problem than a back problem.

But all of that is not the problem. The problem is: I live in Japan. Those of you that have not been paying attention, reading the title of this blog, recognising some of the distinct non-western decors of the pictures: Yes, it is true.

If we look at this graph we can tell that the average Male in Japan stands 12 cm shorter than the average Dutch male. And 26 cm regarding Male Dutch – Female Japanese average. Take a bell-curve and drape it over those averages. Look at my height 1.95m and know that I am in the top 5% of Tallest Dutch Males and . . . well: You get the point.

I spend the entire day looking down at stuff. This was already the case at home, but it has gotten worse here. I constantly duck through archways/doors, can’t stand up straight in the bus. There are times when I am in a packed train that I stand underneath the advertisement boards over the train door and I can’t stretch out because they protrude from over the door. Watching out for emergency exit signs in hotels, not to know what to do in case of fire but to prevent a broken nose. I honestly can’t remember the last time i saw something other than the shoes of the person waiting outside of the train I was exiting.

Between all the bowing, the hunching, the talking (down to) with people, the endless reminders if I don’t do it properly (e.g. the hitting of the head of whatever I am passing), the little ducks, the extended ducking, the endless dealings with this short-ass country. I have been slowly growing a stoop. And this week is my back telling me he will have no more of it.

So no more “slightly slouching” at the office, no more soft-spoken conversations with my colleagues, no more lazily reading a book on the train home.

I will sit up straight behind my desk, both at work and at home. My colleagues will just have to shout in order for their voice to reach me “up here” and I will put my head at Japanese headlevel on the train (with me sitting down and they standing up) and I will strut, straight as something only this tall can be, past all these people.

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And now it is time for another episode of “I guess you had to be there”

- Well, your neck pb being the result of a back pb is quite understandable, being your size in Japan and all
* Hmmmmmm, Neck Peanut Butter.
* Beats Toe Jam imo

- Totally anonymous. Really