What it feels like traveling (sometimes)

I got back the other evening on a late shinkansen. I walked into my home, immaculately clean, lay fresh sheets on the bed, took and shower and slept for sixteen hours uninterruptedly.

I had set 15 posts to upload here automatically during my holiday, expecting to chime in from time to time with “cellphoneography”, but they stopped self-posting. I apologize for that. Once I started island hopping keeping a charge in my i-devices became a battle, so I shut down all mail and anything push; used the cell camera when the taking out the Nikon was impossible; and used the remaining charge to find accommodation. As I was planning each day as it came, and traveling during peak season, finding a place to stay ended up more of a challenge than I anticipated. The point being I was frustrated to log back in today and see all these posts in a queue.

I have thousands of photos to sift through from my holiday. A large part of this trip was learning how to work my camera, to see what I can do with it. I do have some exceptional shots I’ll eventually get around to sharing but for now I’ll leave you with a post that should have uploaded a while ago.

This is a photo I took during a Tanobata celebration. Ultimately, crowds can be isolating. Being different within the crowd is an opportunity.

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15 Comments on “What it feels like traveling (sometimes)

  1. I think your being part of those enormous crowds that seem to characterise Japan is what I can’t relate to. I couldn’t be like that.
    But then, you’re a big bloke, and working; so it’s probably very different.

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    • Are you saying you can’t imagine being part of the inseparable mass — the conformity, or just the volume of people is overwhelming?

      If it’s the latter, it does help when you can see where you’re going. That’s the truth. If I were arm pit level I’d be very unhappy.

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      • Yes … I believe it is, the image of being bound on all sides by people I couldn’t see over …

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      • I went to a concert a few years ago, my then favorite band Ellegarden, and when the band started the throng pushed in, about 50,000 people.

        I freaked. Thankfully I was 1 head taller than most but being immobile and squeezed till I couldn’t breath was terrifying, a hundred people in from all directions.. Still, that’s the way it is for so many short people out there. Aren’t you used to it, yet?

        😀

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      • I’m not actually short,having been 5’7½” until a couple of years ago, when the lower back problems meant I shrank about that last ½”. Come to think of it, that might mean I’m still taller than most Japanese, eh ?

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      • You could still be a giant here, M.R. You should come try out your new found super power (height) in the crowds.

        🙂

        If you want that .5 inch back, just do your hair up (or wig) and/or platform shoes.

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      • You gotta play nice, m.r.

        You’d be surprised by the fashion of the older folks here. I sh#t you not, purple or blue hair is The Thing with the older crowd. Wigs are common for older women trying to look their best — oi, the informercials.

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      • I have never bothered with trying to look my best. I was always nervous about ending up like mutton dressed up as lamb. 😀

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