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Parks Weekend

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Saturday we had to visit Layla’s doctor to ensure she is going to survive her latest onset of coughing/barking like a seal. She is. We got the latest round of medicines, in powder AND liquid form.

After the hospital, we found ourselves with nothing to do and thought of lunch. On the way to check out a couple new restaurants that were opening soon, we walked by a small park with one slide and one set of see-saws. Layla, of course, wanted to check it out and we, of course, obliged. Some playing ensued, much to everyone’s enjoyment, until Layla finally declared she was done.

We found that the soon-to-be-opened restaurants weren’t yet opened, so we walked around and ended up at a new, small restaurant to have lunch. We ate a quick lunch before heading off to Starbucks to meet Yurina, a friend we hadn’t seen in a long time. Layla didn’t remember her but wasn’t as shy as normal, which was a pleasant surprise. I think it had to do with the familiar setting of Starbucks, plus the fact we picked up some stickers to distract her. It worked.

That night, Tamie made pizza for supper and we (I) feasted. A good way to end a good day.

Sunday, I woke to an email request to get some pictures of Layla on a particular bench at the Ebina park. So I dragged the kid, kicking and screaming, to the park just to appease her grandparents. Kidding, of course. The mere mention of the word park brings visions of biking, sliding and running to Layla’s mind… it brings visions of gasping, wheezing and sweating while trying to keep pace with Layla to mine.

When we got to the park, Layla posed happily on the bench, even smiling for a picture or two. The weather wasn’t the greatest, but the upside of that is there weren’t as many kids around when we were actually playing on the slides and things. At one point, she said she needed ice cream. We made a deal, one she happily accepted – more pictures for an ice cream.

Park Pic

After posing, sliding, running and falling repeatedly, Layla was satiated. She saw the steam come on and kids crowding in it so had to join them. It wasn’t until today that she realized standing in steam, you get a bit wet. It also wasn’t until today that she realized that wet shoes leave footprints on dry cement… after the steam turned off, Layla finished by saying she wanted to go home to change her clothes. Smart kid.

The rest of our day was spent in Hon-Atsugi, where Tamie had a dentist appointment. We met up after the appointment and had an early dinner before coming home and chilling for the rest of the night at home.


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Shrine Time

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This weekend we went to a shrine in Hiratsuka to finish off Layla’s Shichi-go-san celebrations, at least for this year. She’ll do it all over again when she’s 7.

Luckily, this time there were no hospital visits, no appointments to miss or schedules to fall behind on, so this day went much smoother than the previous photographer outing. We got to the shrine in the early afternoon, signed up for our blessing, paid our blessing fee, and waited for our turn.

While we waited, we were shown to a waiting room where there were markers to write on the wishing wood they gave us. Tamie wrote something deep and meaningful in Japanese and Layla signed her name in every colour of the rainbow. Then Tamie realized she wrote on the wrong block of wood and they did it all over again on the correct one.

Layla Writing

After some time, a shrine lady collected us and led us to the main prayer room. We sat quietly, bowing our heads when told to, as a couple of monks prayed, sang and blessed the whole occasion. I wasn’t sure if we were allowed to take any pictures, so left my camera in my bag, but the constant flashes from the tourist crowd behind us made me wonder if it’d been okay. At the very least, the tourists could have asked us if we wanted a copy of the pictures they took.

All the while the prayers and things were going on, Layla was sitting on my lap. She bowed when instructed, and listened when told. Not a tear was shed or peep peeped as she went through the whole process of celebrating her turning three. Even when she needed to go up to the front with me and place the ceremonial tree branch on the ceremonial table and ring the ceremonial bell after doing the ceremonial bow, bow, clap, clap, bow post-prayer procedures. The only time she balked at something during the day was when they offered her a bit of sake at the end. Smart kid.

Once everything was said and done, we took the opportunity to shoot a few pictures in front of the shrine before heading back home. On the way back, Layla wanted to change into her running shoes that I happened to have in my backpack. By the time she got to the car, she wanted out of the dress and into some jeans, again in the backpack.

Family Picture

Back at the Grandparents’ house, Layla wanted to go to her favourite park on her favourite red bicycle. Jiji was more than happy to go and I ended up tagging along, taking pictures along the way. Layla had a blast, but I wouldn’t doubt if her Jiji had more. Biking, sliding, running, playing, swinging! No wonder she likes going to the park with him!

Family Picture

When Layla was done with the park, we headed back home to go for dinner with everyone. There’s a great teppanyaki place that opened up in Hon-Atsugi that Tamie was interested in trying. I convinced her parents to come with us, which amounted to nothing more than asking them. I think it was unanimous that the food was great.

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A Beatiful Day In The Neighbourhood

One of the nice things about living in Japan is not knowing when the national holidays are. Today was one and I only found out about it yesterday! Suh-weet!

The weather today was perfect so we headed down to the local park. Layla hadn’t ridden her bike in a while so was anxious to get on her hog and be free of the social shackles of the three-year old’s life. She strapped on her helmet, adjusted her bell, and headed for the road.

Little Biker

I chased after Layla as she sped towards the park. Tamie was left in the dust but caught up surprisingly quick at every red light. By the time we got to the park, I was pooped and wanted to go back home and have a beer. I couldn’t say that though, so I smiled and played with Layla. And play we did.

Layla accomplished something great today – she’s been trying to master the tires, a set of platforms that kids hop from one to the next on, mario style. There is one particular pair of tires that are so far apart that she usually chickens out and hops on the ground and then climbs up. Not today. Take a look at the video.

The park was packed, full of kids and parents alike. It’s actually a wonder how chaotic such a place can be – kids hanging upside down on monkey bars, climbing up slides, jumping on each other and chasing one another. All of it, though, is a controlled kind of chaos, as the kids generally watch out and avoid each other… most of the time…

Layla went down a covered spiral slide just as some bright kid decided to climb up and in it. All I heard from the top was the sound of my daughter wailing. I saw Tamie pop up off the bench she’d be sitting on faster than any pregnant lady should move. Apparently the kid climbing up had his head down and got Layla smack in the mouth. Blood gushed, tears flowed. But within three minutes, she was fine again. Tough kid, that one.

As the day wound down, Layla started getting tired so we headed back to the bike for the ride home. We decided the day at the park wouldn’t be complete without the ritual Starbucks, so split up – I took Layla home to drop off the bike, Tamie took a shortcut to the coffee shop. Layla was so fast on her bike, we ended up arriving at the same time!

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Hakone Day Trip

Friday night Tamie told me she wanted to do something spontaneous so we decided to head up to Hakone for the weekend. Hakone is a mountain area not too far from where we live. It’s a great place to visit what with all the trees and nature – a nice contrast to the concrete jungle/rice paddies we see daily. I really dug the idea but was somewhat surprised — the plan was to head up there and find a hotel for the night. I was surprised Tamie was being so adventurous, as usually everything is meticulously planned and roughing it means only a 4 star hotel.

We got up early-ish and headed out to catch the first of several trains. We booked a romance car (an odd name for the reserved seat train) that took us up to the Hakone-Yumoto. From there we took another, smaller train that criss-crossed up the mountain to a place called Gora. After getting off this train, we took a cable car up to Sounzan, another station on the mountain, where we got on the Hakone Ropeway, a gondola that took us to Owakudani — a place famous for hot springs and black eggs.

At Owakudani, we walked up a small path (with a thousand other people) to take a closer look at some of the hot springs and to get our fill of black eggs. The eggs are boiled in the hot springs, which turns them black. Legend says that if you eat one it’ll add seven years to your life.

When we finished with the eggs and photo opportunities, we took another gondola to Togendai, a station on the edge of Lake Ashi. Lake Ashi is something I’d been wanting to check out since I arrived in Japan. We’d been in and around Hakone several times and even driven and walked around parts of the lake. However, there’s a pirate ship that takes tourists from one side of the lake to the other. Yep, tourist trap. I think Tamie was in the minority as we rode that boat across the lake.

At the other side of the lake, we got off the boat and started to think about what we were going to do for the night. Tamie was expecting to find an information center where we could ask about hotels in the area… unfortunately there was no such information center. There was a hotel, however, and I went and asked about availability. As expected, they were booked solid. I asked about other hotels in the area and the guy kindly pointed out a ryokan (old-style Japanese hotel) across the street.

We went to check the ryokan out and it too was full up. When I explained our situation the guy said that on weekends, Hakone is pretty much booked up… he did offer us a room without dinner or breakfast, which was great except for the fact we didn’t see any restaurants around, Tamie wasn’t feeling well, and Layla was getting sleepy and hungry. In the end, we headed back to the dock to catch a bus back home, grabbing dinner at a restaurant near the train station before coming back. Not exactly the perfect ending we had in mind, but looking back on the day we had, the good times certainly outweigh any disappointment.

Today, we were a bit less adventurous. We headed to the local park to play with Layla and play she did. She crossed a rope bridge that she’d been afraid to cross since losing a shoe on it the last time. At one point she wanted to play with her ball but didn’t want either me or Tamie to touch it… until she realized it’s not a whole lot of fun to throw a ball and have to go get it yourself while your parents sat together watching. We ended up playing together again in no time. Eventually, the bubbles we brought came out — watching the joy Tamie gets out of blowing bubbles is more fun for me than actually blowing them. I think Tamie enjoys them even more than Layla does.

At the end of the day, we headed to off to do some grocery shopping, but not before stopping at Starbucks to get some pictures of Layla. At this point, we don’t even go because we like the coffee/frappucinnos – I think we just go to get another picture of Layla there. We certainly have enough of them.

Pictures, as usual, can be found at the gallery.

Hakone Gallery
Saturday in Hakone
Ebina Gallery
Sunday in Ebina

Sunshine and Lollipops

Saturday was a day of hospital visits (unfortunately no doctors give out lollipops here). In the morning, we took Layla for another checkup – she’d been to the doctor a couple times during the week because of a seal-bark-like cough that turned out to be croup. Saturday was a scheduled check to see how it was progressing… not well. Not only does she still have croup, but apparently is in the middle of an asthma attack too. She needed the nose vacuum and her cries were heard throughout the entire hospital floor. After the vacuum, she had to suck on medicine (in vapour form) for ten minutes, which isn’t anything except for the fact they attached a monitor to her thumb that reminded her of when she was checked into the hospital… then the tears flowed again.

After Layla’s ordeal at the hospital, we headed to Hon Atsugi for lunch. Tamie had a dentist appointment at 2, so we had enough time for lunch beforehand. I took Layla home while Tamie visited her dentist… after the dental, Tamie had a doctor’s appointment of her own, so we played some more before Layla took a nap. Tamie came back just in time for dinner. Lots of doctors on that day…

Today we decided to hit up the park instead. The sun was shining, the sky was blue and the kid was eager to slide so slide she did. Twice. There were too many kids about and Layla wasn’t about to have to wait in line to have fun so we bailed on the playground. We looked around the park a bit, stopped for a snack, and played frisbee and toss the child for a while before Layla asked for her expected frappuccino.

For two days we’d been hearing “I want a matcha fraponiconni (and various other Layla pronunciations)”. Today, she finally got it and she enjoyed it. I think Starbucks should hire the kid and put her in a commercial here – she’d be a hit. And I hope we’d save a fair bit of money if we were employees.

At dinner tonight, we had some strawberries for dessert that Layla was eager to have. As usual, we told her to finish most of her food before she could have dessert and she begrudgingly was convinced to sit and eat her food. When she finally finished, she looked at my rice bowl and told me I needed to finish the pieces of rice I didn’t eat before I could have my dessert. I don’t usually make the effort to get every single grain of rice as my skill with chopsticks isn’t that great and neither are my patience for such things. Also, eating rice follows the rule of diminishing returns. Layla didn’t care about that though – she went so far as to pick up my bowl and use her own spoon to feed me – telling me to open my mouth for the “rice train”. Real cute.

As usual, you can check out the gallery for pictures of the weekend:

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Saturday
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