This is what Japanese countryside life is like. I'm going to promise you from now, I am not exaggerating or embellishing for the sake of humor! So, my day starts somewhere between 7 and 7:30am where I throw myself out of bed and stumble to the kitchen for water. I think that in Japan this is regarded as strange. I have reached this conclusion as every morning, my flat mate (who is cooking her lunch and dinner by 7am) looks at me like I'm a crazy person for drinking water that early in the morning! Moving on...
Breakfast is always an interesting affair! We have breakfast in the main dining room and it is prepared by these lovely middle aged ladies who constantly keep me guessing as to what I'm being served. The usual cuisine will include salad, fruit, fish, cooked veggies, and a meat dish. The standard food items are rice, miso soup and natto. For those of you who haven't heard of natto yet, let me help you out. Natto is fermented soy beans and has a rather off-putting smell and taste. However, the Japanese like it and swear it helps keep them healthy and helps to keep a woman's hormones balanced. Now, although I am known for my unpleasant bouts of PMS I still will take my chances and go with raving lunatic behavior rather then eat fermented soy beans. But, that's just me! Although, many people think Japanese breakfast is weird, I like it. It's an excuse to have another full main course meal and not feel like a complete piglet. You have to love the Japanese for this innovative concept. During breakfast, I tune in to my favorite Japanese soap opera, which is focused around a family who own an Okonomiyaki (Japan's version of a pizza) shop somewhere in Japan. In all honesty, that's as far as I've gotten to understanding what it's all about. However, lately I did figure out that one of the main characters was re-united with her biological Father who was a music teacher from Tokyo that no-one knew about. I think I am making fair progress!
I walk to work which takes approximately 20 minutes depending on how much I've eaten at breakfast. My walk is rather interesting. I walk past a few factories and all of the workers will be lined up outside doing their morning exercises whilst a lady's voice instructs them over a loud speaker. The only time I complain about walking is when it rains! I am Maltese and as you might all know we don't have a lot of rain. So, last Friday when I looked outside and saw that it was raining, I didn't think much of it. I grabbed my coat, my pink beanie and a plastic umbrella and off I went. Well, to sum up that experience, Japan rain is slightly different to Malta rain. I ended up going for a lovely swim on the main road leading to my company and on reaching the changing road found enough foliage in my shoes that I could have saved a rain forest or two. Needless to say, next rain day I'm phoning someone and begging them for a lift. At the gate of the company I have to show my identification card so as to be able to enter the building. I must say, I do find this rather amusing. Firstly, I am the only foreigner within the entire plant and secondly I honestly doubt there are any other gaijins walking around at 8am trying to trespass on Mitsui Chemicals premises through the main gate. This is followed by a short walk to the changing rooms where I get decked up in my lovely lime green track-suit like attire and off I go for a day of office and laboratory duty. On busy days, time flies and we don't stop moving but on slow days time stops and at times I do get slightly restless sitting at the computer day. I will blog about Mitsui Chemicals some other time.
Konnyaku |
Well, another Mobara evening is over,
Good night
You know how konnyaku is made? First it means devil's tongue....then is made with vegetable ashes and animal gelly. It's boiled, cut in slices and then left drying in open air on the bare ground...
ReplyDeleteThey tried to colour it gray with artifical colorants, but it didn't work out....so they still stick to ashes....
I hope your miso soup won't change taste all of a sudden!!! =D
Kisses and goodnight.....
so so happy . We are so going to open a japanese take out on sliema front
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Adding to the above.....I love that soap! I mean....I know lunch break is over when the violin of the opening credits starts playing...
ReplyDeleteMarco Sweet heart, konnyaku is made from a type of Japanese potato and besides, if it is going to make me skinny I don t really care what it does to the taste of my soup! haha! I miss you in Tokyo! Take care hugs and kisses as always honey xxx
ReplyDeleteLola if you think for a second you are going to convince me to open another business on that little rock you're mad! I'm going to go get lost in the jungle! hope you're coming too! Things aren't as much fun without you around! It was such a nice treat to hear your voice this morning, made me smile all day! I love you sweetie
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