We have been to Japan before. A two week holiday a few years ago whetted our appetite for all things Japanese, hence our desire to shoehorn a return trip into the gap in our itinerary caused by the immovable blocks of Christmas and, er, the North Korean National day in September. We loved it last time, and we loved it this time. But we had some chores to complete.<\/p>\n
Last time we were here we ranged all over the country, we skied in Hokkaido, we took the Japanese equivalent of the Orient Express (for which you have to win tickets in a lottery), we temple bashed in Nara, misery touristed in Hiroshima, monastery stayed in Koya-San, and Kabuki-ed in Tokyo. We ate everything we could get our hands on and stayed in a range of high and low class hotels the length of the country. But we missed out on a few things \u2013 seasonality, time constraints and mild case of culture shock prevented us from doing everything we wanted to. Hence the requirement for a little box ticking.<\/p>\n
Well, you know your life isn’t too bad when your mandatory box ticking involves going to a Sumo tournament and tasting poisonous Fugu puffer fish. Life is tough, yet again.<\/p>\n
Sumo. Well. It’s amazing. The bouts typically last less than ten seconds, but that misses the point. It’s the mandatory four minutes per bout of facing off, warming up, strutting and posturing that really make the occasion. Our American friends won’t know what the hell I am talking about at this point, but do you remember that time when the Scottish ladies’ curling team got a gold medal at the winter Olympics? For about three days everyone in the UK suddenly became world class curling experts, able to discuss at length the tactical implications of scrubbing vs polishing ice, stone positioning and the correct usage of the slippery and spiked shoes. It was bizarre, and it overtook us at the Sumo:<\/p>\n
“Oh, look at that decisive foot stamp. He’s so aggressive. He’s definitely got the upper hand”<\/p>\n
“What an effective ceremonial-salt-chucking there \u2013 the Yokozuna’s overhand salt toss. Punchy!”<\/p>\n
“My lord, he leaned so far forward on his hands there in warm up! How can the opponent possibly respond?”<\/p>\n
“Did you see the half-hearted honorific brow mopping there? His fighting spirit must be broken!”<\/p>\n
(and, my personal favorite, from Lucy) “He’s wearing lovely green pants. I think he’s definitely going to win.”<\/p>\n\n\t\t