16 05 2004

Sun, 16 May 2004

Inappropriate footware

I just checked the state of my coffers. I've got about 28,000yen at home, and 10,000yen in my Japanese bank account. This works out to about $450AUD in total.

Pay day is not for another 9 days, but in 3 days, ECC will pay me for my two weeks of training. This will more than tide me over, and provided I limit my amount of discretionary spending (as I've been doing), I should have a bit of money to spare at the end.

Note that when I say "discretionary", I'm not referring to internet access and take-out dinners - I factored these into the "essentials" part of my budget! After the first full pay day, I'll get a gas stove and start thinking about cooking my own meals. I'm not picking up expensive take-out foods, though, so it doesn't seem to be a screaming priority. I value my free time too much to cook every night.

The photo on the right is the name of a driving school (small photo, because it was taken on my mobile phone). The name is "terabaru", but for some reason when they converted it into English, they decided to call it "terrabul". Apparently they live up to their name.

In the past, Kumamoto's rainy season (about a month, from mid June) has meant close to 40 days of rain, with the occasional day where you can catch your breath. I'm told that the weather here has been a bit strange recently, and it's been raining earlier than it usually does. In the last week, it's rained 3 or 4 times.

My path to work is mainly under cover, and I only have to walk for about 5 minutes in the rain (complete with umbrella). The problem is my shoes.

I have an old, much-loved pair of dress shoes that are really comfortable, if a bit beaten up. As I've mentioned previously, the soles have become pourous with age, and when I walk in the rain it's as if I'm standing on sponges, which quickly soak up the water below. Yuck!

I have a newer pair of semi dress shoes, but there's two problems with them. The first is that there's a plastic-esque lining on the bottom of the shoe, which makes the shoe less sturdy on wet ground, and it also has a tendancy to squeak. The other problem is that the back of the shoe is made with a hard leather, which cuts up the back of my feet. I'm going to have to get used to wearing band-aids every day for the next few months, I think. Maybe the shoes will wear in with time.

This morning I work up, rolled over and looked at the time. In a semi-awake state I have this reoccurring fear that I'm late for work - even on days I'm not working. After thinking about it briefly, I realised I didn't have to work, and I could roll over and go back to bed.

Then I realised I had an appointment that morning, and I was already a few minutes late. Expletives followed.

After rummaging around for a meishi (business card) but not being able to find it, I finally grabbed the "Living information Kumamoto" book and flipped to the back, hoping for a contact telephone number. Great. There was one there.

I drowsily typed in the number, before realising I'd typed in the post-code number of the address. Whoops. Success on my second attempt.

A person at the other end picked up and answered in Japanese. I replied, "moshi moshi. uh...". In my haste to call I'd both forgotten the name of the person I wanted to speak to, and how to request to speak to them in Japanese. After a few seconds, my memory returned, and I enquired if the person was in. The person who'd answered the phone was the person in question. I hurriedly apologised for missing the appointment (which I'd completely forgotten about), and suggested I could be down there in about 30 minutes. My appointment partner didn't seem too peturbed by my tardiness and he said 30 minutes would be fine.

After getting off the phone, I kicked myself a bit more for my mistake, had a quick shower and a rice cracker, and put on my feet-murdering shoes as it was raining outside. After a brisque 15 minute walk, I arrived at the Kumamoto City International Center.

The KCIC is a government sponsored building to further interest in international communication, and serves as a hub for international affairs meetings, information on Kumamoto's sister cities, and more. The center has a second floor annex with a number of free facilities open to visitors, including TVs showing CNN and other news stations, and papers like the New York Times.

Recently (about a month before I arrived), the center had started providing free internet access on 3 computers. Previously the internet access had been available, but at a charge. I've visited the center a few times and there's often foreigners using the computers, but sometimes Japanese people use them too.

A very recent addition to the center's arsenal of services has been the introduction of what's called a "Flet's spot". This is run by NTT (think Telstra in Australia), and for a fee of about $15 a month, you can bring along your laptop and access wireless internet services.

Which is great for travelling professionals perhaps, but not so useful for international visitors - since you need to sign a contract and the setup process can take some weeks.

The person who looks after the internet access at the center (we'll call him Y) had sent an email to a mailing list I'm on - an English speaking mailing list for people in Kumamoto - advertising the availability of Flet's.. A few weeks ago, I sent a private reply to him, to point out the inaccessibility of a Flet's spot to foreigners, and to offer to assist if the center would be interested in offering free wireless access in the future. It would only cost them about $150 in parts, and I'd be willing to help them get it set up and working.

Y deliberated over this offer for a little while and suggested we have a meeting to go over some details, and a few weeks back I went to the center and met with him. He seemed to think the idea of pursuing it further was favourable, and we had arranged another meeting to give it a test run.

Which I completely forgot about. But thankfully Y didn't seem upset, and when I arrived (I'd brought my own router to demonstrate how it works to him), we gave it a test run and determined that we'd need two routers to offer the service on both floors - on account of the heavy concrete between floors blocking the signal. When I left he seemed happy with the results and we spoke of another meeting to get the service up and running.

On account of the numerous meetings, and the time spent waiting for approval of the "project", by the time the center starts offering wireless internet, I'll no longer have a need for it - as by then I should hopefully have the internet at home. But it's nice to know that visitors in the future may be able to make use of it.

On my way home from the center, I swung by Mos Burger - which I've mentioned before. Their burgers are about twice as expensive as, say, McDonalds, but the chicken burgers have real chicken in them, rather than bits of chicken and lots of cereal. They taste quite good.

So I ordered a burger from the lady at the counter. I was anticipating being asked if I wanted fries and a drink with it (which caused me to stumble and get flustered last time I ordered from there), and I was armed with the necessary Japanese this time to reply appropriately. Alas, I didn't get to show off my newly acquired vocabulary. The girl then stumbled a bit and managed to ask "eat .. here?" in English. I replied in Japanese that I'd like take away and she was noticably relieved that I hadn't replied in English.

I sat down at a table waiting for my burger to arrive, and the girl I met on my first day in Kumamoto came and delivered it to me. She'd done a year's exchange in Australia and was the girl with the noticeable Australian accent. We had a little chat about how I was finding Kumamoto. She said she hates it here because of the weather! But it's not so bad. Or at least it won't be, once I do something about my shoes.

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