Tuesday, October 6, 2015

Japan - Sunday, September 20, 2015 - Tahara Festival & Fireworks

This day would be POPPING!!

First, we were now in the Wind City Hotel. This was the view from our window. See all those white windmills. They were all around us and gave our hotel its name. 
Another feature of interest in this particular hotel was the bathroom. All the hotels had a little step up to get into the bathroom. The Wind City Hotel exceeded the other two by a LOT. It was at least a foot to get up into the bathroom and another foot+ to climb into the shower. The sink had a faucet that swung from the sink into the bathtub. All the hotels we stayed in had bidets in them. One had a heated seat. They had a button with a musical note on them. When you pressed this it made a flushing sound, This was so you could discreetly make bodily noises and others would only hear flushing. 
The bathroom in the Irago View Hotel had a sign in it explaining what you were to do if you had diarrhea or nausea. It seems it was the season for norovirus and there were specific procedures they had to follow to clean up just in case you had that and so no one else would get it. This explained the large numbers of people in Japan walking around with face masks covering their nose and mouth. We stayed very healthy this trip. No bugs of any kind.

Our first visit this day would be the Tahara City Fire Station & Call Center. 
It was very impressive when our bus pulled in the staff were standing at attention and saluting our arrival. Kinda blew us all away with that amazing gesture.
All their bay doors were open and we walked through and looked at all the equipment and discussed and compared notes with what Georgetown has. This particular item reminded me of the movie "Stripes" where they have an urban assault vehicle and take it into Czechoslovakia.
Pictures were taken of us and pictures were taken of the group.
We were directed up stairs and shown into a large open room where they gave a demonstration of their training procedure for a call to a home with someone in cardiac arrest. There was a dummy, like we would use to perform CPR training, on the floor. One of the firemen came in with a sign around his neck that said 'wife'. He began to perform CPR and then the emergency staff hurried in the door. They acted just as though that dummy were really alive and in cardiac arrest. They used an IV, they had ear pieces where they were calling in to the doctor and telling him what they were doing and how the patient was responding and receiving instructions for him as to what to do next. They shifted people doing CPR and they moved the body to a stretcher. Very realistic and very interesting.
We were really good at this point in getting in some kind of nice formation for pictures.

We toured their quarters for sleeping, cooking, eating, bathing and doing laundry. Each man gets a little room with a cot to themselves. They actually share it with two other guys but they are on the other shifts. Very nice facilities.

On to the call room. We were shown the instruments they use and then a demonstration was given as to how they respond to a fire with someone trapped in a building. All the fire stuff I have on video. They have the usual concrete tower on the premises for doing this practice. The alarms went off in the call center. The call was answered. The emergency people left us and ran outside. We were told to hurry outside and we obeyed. Then we watched them bring the pumper truck over, extend a ladder, turn on the fire hose and go to work rescuing the trapped person (a dummy) and lowering them to the ground in a harness. Again, very real and very interesting.
The offer was made to let those who wanted to use the 5-story ladder on the fire truck. Four in our band of travelers took this offer. I thought you had to climb the ladder. Not so. They put you in the basket and raised it to its full extension. Then they did a 350 turn so you could see all around. Then lowered you back to the ground.
Gifts were exchanged. Thank you's given. The fire station was a really fun visit.

The bus now drove us up to Mt. Zao Observatory. The observatory is at the top and affords complete views of the Atsumi Peninsula and Tahara, Mikawa Bay and the Pacific Ocean. 

These are a few of the views I most enjoyed. The second picture looks like water but it is really a huge field of solar panels. The land has been built out into the water to form more much needed land. When Toyota wanted to build, they needed more land that was available. So they just built it out into Mikawa Bay. 
The white cube in the middle of the picture is the Wind City Hotel where we stayed our last two night in Japan.
We loved watching the parasailing off the mountain. Hopefully you can see them in this picture.
Totally enjoyed the Mt. Zao Observatory. This view is of the windmill on the top for power through the windows on the third floor of the observatory. When we arrived there was a nice lady with her cute little white dog. She walks to the top of Mt. Zao everyday with her little dog and then down again. The little dogs tongue was hanging out of its mouth. One would think it was because it was exhausted. Not so. It only has 5 teeth left and it can't keep its tongue in its mouth. 
There were also great video presentations that were interactive with your movements. I took video while Claude walked out onto the floor which appeared to have flowers in it. As he walked they spread out away from where ever his feet touched. There was another wall with leaves. As you ran your hand in the direction of the leaves but over the wall, strawberries formed on the leaves. Way cool.

Also, we were informed that they had 'melon ice cream' at this location that was very, very good. I had a scoop and I pronounced it great!!  More about the melons later.

Time for lunch. The man who was our Japanese tour guide has a family that owns one of the farms. They grow melons. His family farm was our destination for a unique Japanese barbecue lunch. The Atsumi Peninsula is covered, literally covered, in greenhouses. The place we would eat lunch was one of the greenhouse converted into a restaurant. The tables were picnic style with a cutaway portion in the center. You sat four people to a table and they shared a hibachi that was placed in the middle in the cutaway portion. This hibachi was a ceramic thing and had a screen over it. Each set of two tables was given a tray of sliced meat and a tray of sliced vegetables. You just sat and cooked what you wanted as you wanted it. There was a nice sauce to pour over or dip you meat and/or veggies in. It was just a great way to eat and visit. Even the bugs enjoyed the nectar from things.
This family also raised Atsumi melons. These melons have an outer skin webbed just like a cantaloupe. The melon is perfectly round and not at all oval shaped. The meat on the inside is green like a honey dew melon. The taste is just delicious. These particular melons are very expensive. On the Atsumi Peninsula they can cost $35 each. If you take them to Kyoto, they may cost $65 - $70 each. This is the kind of melon my ice cream was made of on Mt. Zao. Our dessert for our barbecue meal was half a melon filled with the creamiest vanilla ice cream you ever tasted. It was a great treat for us and we all loved the melons.
Back into Tahara City we went to the shrine located next to the Tahara City Museum. It was time to begin the last day of the festival and the fireworks that would be the major focus of the rest of this day.

At the shrine I saw this precious face watching me. Not sure if it was my gray hair or fair skin, but he was fascinated and just kept looking. The little ones I saw were just beautiful children.
They were giving out food at the shrine prior to the fireworks and some of our group partook. I was just full of BBQ, melon and ice cream. Then the first fireworks of the day began. There were big pieces of plywood set up next to the main building to protect from the fireworks. The men came out with what amounted to BIG Roman candles. They brought them out two at a time and placed them on the ground. With exaggerated waving of a lighted stick they made circular movements over the candle. Then they bent over slowly and lit the candle. It started to send out flame and smoke. The two men lifted the fireworks, took a certain stance with their legs, balanced the Roman candle on it and stood like that until the candle finished burning down and the final cap popped out of it. This happened many times.
It was a little noisy and the brother of the little boys picture posted earlier did this...which I thought was wise. Again, look at that precious face.
After they finished with these candles, then the men lifted the float filled with another bigger Roman candle and marched around the little open area in front of the shrine. Notably, one of the men lay across the top of the Roman candle firework on the float.
After marching around a couple of times, they halted. A ceremony of lighting long poles was done.  Then they were waved back and forth several times. Then one man, with a smaller lighted stick, walked up to the Roman candle with the man laying over it. The man with the lighted stick climbed up the side of the Roman candle and in a ritual of some type waved the lighted stick over and around the man laying over the Roman candle. Eventually he climbed down. The man covering the top of the Roman candle with his body also got down. The float would be carried by this group of men to the main street in Tahara.
This same scenario must have been happening at other shrines through Tahara. These floats were carried by men and all were lined up on the main street.  Then a parade was done of many of these floats filled with the Roman candle type fireworks on them from the main street to the large open area in front of the library. We walked down to the main street and observed the parade of fireworks floats going to the library.

Thank heaven for the TIA office. It was air-conditioned and they had water.  We rested there for a bit. You could hear the fireworks going off. Claude and I kept thinking we would head out there after a bit of a rest. It was clear several in the group wanted to stay where it was cool and there was water. Claude and I did that communication with the eyes thingy. Then we said, 'We're going to walk out and check out the fireworks. No other takers. So, out we went. I flew all this way to experience this stuff. I was going to catch as much as I could. We observed more Roman candles going off, this time in groups of four or more. 

Then it dawned on us that there was a McDonald's across the street. We had both been very curious about what they served in a Japanese McDonald's.  So we decided to sneak over there and check it out. As we crossed the street, our Japanese tour guide saw us! Oh well, so much for sneaking. But he was coming back from being across the street so we all just grinned. We pointed to where we were headed so he would know where we were. Then he went back to the TIA office and we went to McDonald's.
This is the salvation of anyone traveling to Japan from any country and not speaking Japanese.  The picture menu. You pick what looks best to you, point to that item, then show the number of fingers for how many of it you want. They repeat the process for you so they are sure your order is correct. Lots of smiles. Then they ring you up and you provide the appropriate yen for your order. Whew!!  We had french fries and ginger ale. Just a thing to note, ALL they burgers came with a fried egg on them.
McDonald's had Western style toilets. Yippee!!  Claude and I took advantage of this blessing. While Claude was gone I observed something that was very cute. It being festival time, the streets were FULL of kids. McDonald's was FULL of kids. There was one adult lady working there who walked around and talked to the kids being sure they had what they wanted and everything was okay. She noticed that the sun was down so the blinds could be opened on the side of the eating area. She spoke to the four teenage girls sitting in a booth by the blinds. Two of the girls got out of their side of the booth. The adult climbed into the booth and reached for the cords to raise the blind. As she pulled the cord and the blinds came up, the teenage girls all were going ooooooo!!! Then it occurred to me that blinds like that are not common in Japan. They just learned something knew and I realized something I take for granted is a new experience for others. 
Another things that was interesting was the line outside McDonald's. It was clearly usable by cars. But due to the festival and streets being blocked off, everyone was on foot. They turned the drive-thru into a walk-thru. Very efficient. I understand they do have a walk-up line outside all the time as well as the drive-thru. Much needed as many people walk or ride their bicycles everywhere.
When we got back to the TIA office, everyone was gone except one TIA person. She took us outside to where our group had decided to watch the Roman candle fireworks. We joined the group and then some of them decided to try McDonald's. We confessed we already did and enjoyed fireworks while they sent a runner for some food.
The Roman candle fireworks portion of the evening in front of the library lasted about two hours. Then we all walked over behind the Aeon shopping building. Mayor Yamashita had tables lined up in one long row for us with trays of snacks and food for us to eat as we enjoyed the fireworks. Man, it couldn't get much better than this...

Then the fireworks began. These fireworks were sponsors by communities, companies, the mayor, whoever.  There would first be a few small fireworks, then you would hear a lot of popping and blaze of light in one area. When that all settled, you would see a sign in lit fireworks identifying the sponsor for the next fireworks display.
Then you enjoyed a period of fireworks not unlike the final burst of fireworks we enjoy in any fireworks display in America.  These lasted 5 minutes each at least. So we had round after round of fireworks for the next two hours. They even have a printed program. Mayor Yamashita sat by Jennifer. I was sitting on the other side of Jennifer.  She would keep me up-to-date on what was coming next. Mayor Yamashita told us which ones had his name on them. Then a bit later he assured us the next fireworks would be the best of the evening and his personal favorite. I was grateful for this as my second disk for my camera was about to be full and really wanted to get the big ending. I felt if I got this which Mayor Yamashita pronounced the best, that would be good enough. I already have video of many of the other sets of fireworks. It was fantastic. I got the video. Then I learned that there is no big finale like we have.  When the sets of fireworks ended, there were four really big single fireworks that each exploded into grand displays. But they were each sent up individually and that was the end. Such a different way to do the fireworks and so much fun to have two hours of finale fireworks displays.

Here are a few of the single fireworks I was able to get pictures of.
Just before we left for our hotel, Director Yoshihiro of the TIA brought Claude a gift. When Claude learned of Happy Coats, he knew he wanted one. We found kimonos for sale but no Happy Coats. Director Yoshihiro gave Claude a Happy Coat with the TIA name down the lapels and a Tahara logo on the back. The grin on my hubby's face was just huge. He was the happiest man on the planet.  What a wonderful gesture on TIA's behalf.  Very, very grateful.
Now back to the Wind City Hotel to be sure we are packed evenly in the two suitcases. We would put some things in the overnight case we brought over in the suitcases and check it separately. This kept us within the weight limit for our suitcases. 

Sunday, October 4, 2015

Japan - Saturday, September 19, 2015 – Tahara City, Tahara Festival & TIA Welcome Party

While this was another official day, it was also a bit more casual. We would check out of the Irago View Hotel and load our luggage into the van. Then down to find the Irago Lighthouse on Koijigahama Beach.
Somebody says, "March!" and our intrepid band falls in line and marches forward. 
Irago View Hotel on the hill.
Then into Tahara to help pull a 'dashi float' through the narrow streets of Tahara. 

A dashi float is a 3-tiered shrine. The top tier has puppets that move and represent a certain god. The one on the dashi float we pulled represented fishing. The middle portion of the float has a place for the puppeteer. The lower part of the float has a bench on either side on which young people sit and play instruments and chant to encourage the pace of the people pulling and pushing on the float. Each dashi float has four very heavy wheels that don't have a mechanism on the axle to help you turn them. They literally must be lifted and turned and they are not light or easily moved at all. There are also two ropes attached to the front. These are long and stretched out on the ground in front of the float. When it is time, everyone grabs the ropes and helps to pull the float along. When pulling on the straight road the ropes are pulled from either side of the street. As you come to a corner that needs to be turned, the ropes are both given to one side of the street and pulled from that side. This is all directed by an adult who clearly has done this many times before and knows the routine. Strong young men are positioned at the handles coming out of the back and front of the float to help with the lifting at the turn and general steering. In front of the float are young people with colored flags. They chant to keep everyone at pace and moving. 

There were three dashi floats in the Tahara Festival. One from each section of the city. At the appointed time, each float begins its journey from their area of the city. Then all three floats meet in the town in front of the museum that houses two of the floats and a kite museum. They are pulled into a side street and then backed into position in front of the museum.  All of the men in our group were loaned 'happy coats' to wear during the parade of the dashi floats. Claude had looked for a happy coat before, but after wearing one he was yearning for a happy coat.

Here is our first view of the dashi float we would help pull. Claude is on the left of the picture.
This is the lower section of the float with the girls in costume that would play instruments and beat rhythm to help us keep going. 
This is the top of the float and is really a portable shrine. In between it and the bottom would be the puppeteer to keep the figures on the shrine part moving.
And this is my Big Guy in his borrowed happy coat. There is a different pattern of fabric for each coat based on who the coat represents. It is sort of like when we road the Gold Wing. We wore a vest with patches symbolizing the Gold Wing Road Riders Association and the things we had accomplished. A happy coat serves that same purpose. The men lifting the floats also wear clothes with a specific pattern in the fabric unique to their location. 
Here we are getting ready to pull on the rope. 
And, here we are pulling on the rope. 
I honestly don't know what this tree represents but it was carried all over the city. 
These long poles with a cross piece of wood at the top are simply to lift the power and telephone lines taller than the float when it comes near them. 
Here the guys are trying to pull the float at a corner turn. Notice the rope is all on one side of the street, there are young men pulling closer to the float.  Then you can see the strained expression on the guys with the handle bars as they lift and move the float around the corner.
These girls are all dressed for the parade. There are so many things strung and hung on them.  
Ran into this group of more mature citizens. They were wearing a light purple happy coat. I found my peer group and they are wearing my favorite color. They saw I wanted to take a picture so they grouped themselves and smiled.  
Here is another view of the girls in their outlandish costumes. A far cry from the school uniforms of Seisho High School.
And finally all three floats are together in front of the museum. 
 Father and son getting ready for the short musical program.
In front of the floats, a musical performance was done. I thought I was getting video but I wasn't. I did get one picture of one of the girls playing a flute.
It was very sunny and very hot. I turned around to find most of our group taking advantage of what shade was available. Wacky Americans!  I will admit that when we got to our new hotel room after this day in the sun, I kicked off my sandals and was concerned I was walking around with feet that dirty. Then I realized it was tan lines and not dirt! I acquired those tan lines this one day.
To get out of the heat, we all wandered into the kite portion of the museum. The kite festival is a very big deal in Tahara. Because of that, we have a kite festival in Georgetown. These are two of the homemade kites. The bamboo for the frames is allowed to season for a year to get the darker color before a kite is made from it. 
We walked down the street to Centfare for lunch. We topped that with some Baskin-Robbins Ice Cream from the store next to the sandwich shop. While there, some floats were brought in and candy and rice cakes were tossed from them. When I say 'rice cake', I'm not talking about the kind we have here. These were round and about the size of a silver dollar. they were light in color and had a powder sprinkled on top of them that looked like powdered sugar but was not powdered sugar. They were each in a little plastic bag tied with a twisty tie. Clearly hand made by someone. The texture was not at all cake-like. It was more like a solid Jello texture, very chewy, very little flavor, not sweet. 
We hiked from this activity to the library building and eventually found the TIA office where it was air conditioned and we sat and had something to drink.  On this walk we went down the main street where booths were set with vendors. I saw this little cutie and her mom told her to wave at me. Now that is a nice photo op.
You would find these sticks with pink silk blossoms on them in yards, on fences, on cars, everywhere. They denote someone who contributed financially to the festival. The more flowers, the more they contributed. Not sure what this person contributed but it must have been a lot. 
This is just a railing that marks off a parking area. I'm thinking you might park bicycles next to it. There were about a dozen of them in a grouping at the end of a road. Thought the birds for decoration on the top was a very cute idea. 
Every bit of space is used. In between the main street and the library, we walked through a basket ball court and then a housing section. In the housing section was a bit of land and it had been turned into a pretty little garden plot. No space wasted. 
This picture is just to remind me that EVERYWHERE there were vending machines with soda, coffee and water in them. The American soda was most often Coke and sometimes Pepsi. The only diet soda I saw was Coke Zero. They also had Sprite and Ginger Ale. No other American soda was available, not even in the McDonald's. They did have a bottle of water flavored like tomato juice. It was clear but tasted like tomato juice and was very refreshing.
This is the Public Library. To the left and attached to it by a hallway is the Gymnasium where we watched karate lessons and volleyball. On the mail level on the far left side of this picture was the TIA office.
After our rest and re-hydration in the TIA office, we were loaded back onto our bus and taken to the Wind City Hotel where we would stay the next two nights. We were given a little time to freshen up before the TIA Welcome Party that evening.

The TIA Welcome Party was at Kazan Hall. Remarks were made by all the important officials. This picture is Director of TIA, Okamoto Yoshihiro. He was cute as he read his speech in English.
We had a lovely dinner. I only got to eat portions of it because of a delightful conversation with one our table mates. He had pictures of his trip to Georgetown. One of them was of City Hall and the Courthouse. I told him that the building between was where my dentist was located. He told me his name and we became friends of Facebook. Then he told me his English teacher suggested he have an American name. He had chosen Bob. He really liked the sound of Bob. I could remember Bob. Seated to Claude's left was Bob's friend. It seems Bob and two others had taken English classes together years before and become very good friends. So, we now knew Bob and his two friends Tom (he said he looked like Tom Cruz) and Clinton. I should have had no fear of not speaking Japanese at this function as Bob and I chatted away the entire time.

At one point in the program, they had all of us join in singing a song everyone seems to know. If you Google the name 'Sukiyaki' you will find YouTube versions of this song and you will immediately recognize the melody. This picture is Bob helping Claude sing and follow the words. I did get this on video.
This is Director Yoshihiro receiving his official gift from Claude. 
And this is our new friends, Tom and Bob on either side of me with Claude in front. 
It was a great welcome party. Then we all had to hurry down the street to where the bands were playing.
On rolling stages that were pulling out into the main street, there were at least 7-8 groups singing and dancing each on its own stage. It was a wall of music and energy. Kids dancing and singing along in the street in front of the portable stages. Adults singing along and watching. The vendors selling their wares or people playing their games. It was just delightful. Claude and walked and listened a bit to each band. Then we found a vendor selling something to eat. It turned out to be a can of frozen mandarin oranges. We bought two and were given two little paddles that served as spoons. They were so yummy after a hot day in the sun. Great way to end this day in Tahara. We plan on freezing mandarin oranges at home for a nice summer treat.
As we walked back to the bus, we passed three ladies in kimonos. I indicated I would like a picture of them. One of them took my camera and told me to get by Claude and she took this picture of us with these people we do not even know but enjoyed just the same.
Back to the Wind City Hotel for some rest to perk our energy level for our last full day in Tahara.