Let’s bento!

So today was a konbini bento day. I bought (and ate) my very first konbini bento!

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Anime: Ao no Exorcist

I went to a supermarket somewhere around 3 pm because I read that that this is when there are “bento special offers” (apparently, bento boxes are prepared twice a day: for lunch – 12 to 1 pm – and for dinner  –  6 to 8 pm  – and there are special offers for them around 2/3 pm and 9 pm).

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For a meal to be considered bento it must have rice! (In my opinion ;))

Anyway, the one that I bought was really good (yay!), but (of course) there were many parts of it that I did not recognize (even after eating them). And I had some trouble heating it up. Do you heat up something that’s meant to be eaten cold (or at room temperature)? Or maybe eat everything cold? After some careful deliberation, I decided that I want my bento hot, removed some parts that seemed like “eat-me-cold”, and microwaved the rest for 1 minute. Everything tasted good, so I guess this was the best course of action 🙂

 

Do you hear the raindrops fall?

No? Me neither.

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Durarara!!

It’s because I started writing this post yesterday but a bunch of things happened (some of these things called work, other – Netflix) so yeah… The title doesn’t fit anymore. But it did yesterday, around 9 or 10 pm.

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Also, there was another earthquake yesterday. I’m starting to get used to them (not sure if that’s a good thing). Don’t like the feeling, though: kinda reminds me of airplane turbulence or drive in a very old car (with terrible shock absorbers). I’m prone to motion sickness so these earthquakes make me a little bit sick (fortunately, none of them lasted longer than one minute).

Anyway, I managed to do some shopping before the rain started falling and earth started shaking 😉 This time I went a little crazy. I bought:

  • some no-idea-what-this-is-hopefully-food:
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I still don’t know what this is. I ate it: tasted a bit like onion pancake (not that I’ve ever eaten one). Won’t buy it again 😉
  • snacks (because life is boring without snacks)
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Pocky FTW! 
  • a piece of watermelon (unfortunately, fruit are expensive here)

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  • and last but not least, buns and chocolate cream!

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I almost ended up buying black caviar instead of chocolate cream because: no Japanese. But I used my brain cells and concluded from its placement in the fish part of the store that that the probability of this being chocolate was close to zero. And found chocolate cream few minutes later standing next to jam 🙂

Turtle Apocalypse

I’ve never been afraid of wild animals (except for bears but hey, bears can easily kill you!). So imagine my surprise when I felt terror at the sight of a small turtle. In my own defense I must say that it was one spooky turtle…

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source: bestanimations.com

OK, maybe not that spooky.


But let’s get back to the beginning of my day. Meeting the turtles happened somewhere towards the end of it.

I’m not sure if I’ve told you this, but I got rid of my sleeping problems (hopefully for good). So now I have mornings! To celebrate, I spent the entire morning watching a certain Taiwanese drama that started off great (for a Taiwanese drama ;)) but quickly went downhill. I blame hormones for the fact that it moved me to tears a couple of times! So if you’re here because you are looking for a review of Easy Fortune, Happy Life – I’m not sure what to tell you. First episodes were great, the rest – not so much. I liked the heroine. Male lead is hot but his acting was poor and his character is so much worse than his rival that I wanted him to die some terrible death. I want some happiness for Dong Jie. And for Yan Yang. These two made it watchable. But still, I probably won’t ever rewatch this.


I went out around 3 pm (this time to avoid scorching heat, and not because of Netflix) to 木場公園都市緑化植物園, a botanical garden in Kiba Park. I was a bit disappointed with the quality of this botanical garden. I kinda understand why there is no entrance fee. It’s more like a botanical patch in a medium-sized park.

So the garden was a bit of a bust, but maybe it’s because of the weather or the fact that it’s September? Who knows. However, I liked the park. It’s a nice place, especially for runners. Lots of vending machines (= water) and tracks with cute distance markers.

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Kawaii!

Tons of people (of all ages) working out and running. Awesome!

One more thing I liked about Kiba Park was that:

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You can see Tokyo Skytree here. I feel like it’s everywhere I go.

Huge bridge connecting two parts of the park. As I said before, I’m not a fan of bridges, but this one is so massive that it’s impossible to not feel safe here. Unless there is an earthquake. OK, mind, why would you do that?! I refuse to do listen to my treacherous thoughts. Let’s talk about turtles.


Okay, long story short: after Kiba Park I went to Kameido Tenjin Shrine. There is something you should know about this particular shrine: it’s a home to lots of turtles (and carps, but that’s irrelevant to the story). You can usually watch them from the bridges over Shinjiike pond in the shrine grounds.

 

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This is the second arched bridge (counting from the main torii), called Onnabashi (女橋: woman, bridge).

(I love this place.)

I paid my respects to the god of learning (because one should never anger the god of learning) and decided to spend some time watching turtle from my favorite platform. Suddenly, I heard this unsettling noise somewhere near my feet. I looked down and saw it: a small turtle crawling out from under the railing and towards me. (This is where I should add that it was getting dark.) It did not respond to my voice and when I took a step back, it followed me. Freaky! Somehow, it reminded me of zombie which made this situation so much worse. But being a child of modern era, I still recorded the crazy guy:

Few minutes later a middle-aged sararīman showed up and started taking pictures saying that this was sugoi (I agree)! He also asked where it came from but my stupid brain understood the question too late, after I already told him that I did not speak Japanese. He left me with the turtle (by then I was sort-of ok with it and a bit afraid that someone would come and crush it) but came back after 5 minutes. I think he used that time to check some English sentences on his phone because he asked me where I came from and about the duration of my stay (I think…). He was really surprised to see that the turtle was following me (it’s a good thing that he did not hear me chatting with it about the dangers of staying on a sidewalk) so he took more pictures and went home saying “bye bye” and bowing his thanks (I think he recorded the turtle and me, walking together). Few minutes after he was gone I heard more rustling and another turtle started crawling towards me. I didn’t want to touch them (because wild animals!) and I had no food to lure them into returning to water so I spent fifteen minutes encouraging them verbally to get off the sidewalk. Finally, they relented. And now I think I’m a turtle whisperer (or a turtle bait). This was a bizarre experience!


On my way back I decided that I’m completely unprepared for hot weather, so I went shopping. Bought a yoga T-shirt (so expensive!) I already love, cotton pants (I really hope that they are not pajama pants!), and a nifty handbag described as a “multi-functional shoulder.” Fortunately, I did not bring more money with me – I found a shopping mall and that could’ve ended with me being broke.

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Not the best picture, but color is accurate

I also bought groceries – this time I managed to spot butter! Everything that was not butter was cheese and they usually write English “cheese” on cheese 🙂 I think I’ve mastered my process of elimination skills! And as at 8:30 pm it was still close to 30℃, I also bought some ice cream (not that good, but still cold!) 🙂

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butter, wet towels, and ice cream

And these eco-thingies here are wet towels. You get them every time you buy food. At some restaurants they give you “real” wet towels (by real I mean cloth), at pubs, burger joints, and Starbucks you get these paper towels. I think it is great. Kudos to Japan!

In classic black leather (or why yesterday was both really awesome and painfully terrible)

So yesterday wasn’t really THAT terrible, at least not the whole time. But it did not start well… I couldn’t sleep at night (if someone ever tells you that time difference/jet lag is not a problem, do not believe them!), got sleepy in the morning but decided against going to bed and floated about the house till 2 pm (it was so hot!).

However, I managed to fix my phone camera shutter sound problem! I know that it’s not really a problem but last time I was in Japan, I was able to take photos with my phone without the shutter sound so the loss of this function made me really confused. And, as as an introvert, I would rather bathe in a sea of snails than make myself more noticeable than I already am (being a non-Japanese in Japan). The Internet tells me that in Japan it is required by law that cameras have sounds and as this time I’m using a Japanese SIM card, my phone somehow lost the option of disabling the shutter sound. Yeah. No stealth photos of strange bags, awesome clothes, maybe-but-probably-not-famous people. Whiskey Tango Foxtrot, right?

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source: online community

Anyway, after spending some quality time struggling with my phone and thinking that I would have to take all the pictures with my camera (which still has a silent mode, thank gods!), I downloaded some nifty no-sound camera app and voilà, I can take stealth photos again! Which is why I have a picture of my apartment complex now (not my floor though, I live on the 3rd floor).

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First floor

So I went out around 3 or 4 pm. It was still very hot (probably around 28 – 30 Celsius) but not I’m-gonna-burn-out-your-eyes hot anymore. Did I mention that I have sensitive eyes? 😉

I planned to go to Hamacho Park which is pretty close to my apartment (about 20 minutes on foot), so I dressed for a stroll. And that meant wearing my usual clothes + a pair of relatively new leather sandals. However, after going out I changed my plans and decided on going to one of my favorite places in Tokyo, Kameido Tenjin Shrine – about 70 minutes on foot to the shrine itself + various places to visit along the road (so many people hunting Pokémon!) and my precious little shoes killing my feet = 1.5 h there and 2.5 h back.

So I’m gonna be staying in for a couple of days because yesterday went like that (with some random pictures I took during my long walk there and longer walk back):

I thought these were some good shoes, I thought they had a style.
And so I brought them with me and wore them for a while.
And there was this one long path, a beauty to my eyes.

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Strumming my pain with real leather,
(day one, day one)
Stinging my feet with these straps,
(no more, no more)
Killing me softly with sandals,
Killing me softly with sandals,
Taking my whole life with these straps,
Killing me softly with sandals

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One of the cheapest vending machines I’ve seen in my neighborhood

I felt all flushed with fever, just stumbling in the crowd,
I felt my feet were burning, wanted to cry so loud.
I prayed that I could stop there but I just had to walk.

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Tokyo Skytree

Strumming my pain with real leather,
(day one, day one)
Stinging my feet with these straps,
(no more, no more)
Killing me softly with sandals,
Killing me softly with sandals,
Taking my whole life with these straps,
Killing me softly with sandals

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I took this on my way back in some small alley. I forgot to turn off the flash so I just hobbled out of there as fast as I could. Freaky!

I’m pretty sure I’m gonna visit this shrine again, so I will take better pictures then. My feet were already killing me when I reached it yesterday, so I took only a couple of pictures while stumbling on and did not even go closer to the shrine itself to pay my respects, just bowed down from afar (I feel bad about it).

When I was walking back I kept thinking about all these Japanese anime and movies I’ve seen with heroines having sore feet and men carrying them home. Maybe hurting your feet is a thing here?

 

Oh, and there was one more good thing about that day: I finally managed to buy milk and drunk “normal” coffee this morning!