July 24, 2009… the day I left Japan. I’m no good at departures, and today was no different. I went to Japan, and I think I got more than what I bargained for. Sandal Wood hostel, not really a hostel to me anymore… it was more like my home in Japan. I became good friends with Zin and Jumi, and a little bit more with Jumi. This morning was a hard goodbye. Jumi didn’t go to sleep so that she wouldn’t miss my leave, and Zin made sure to put his alarm on bright and early so that he could do the same.
It was an early morning. I slept in the common room again, even though I had a bed available. Late at night, after everyone else is gone to bed, is the only time that I could get alone with Jumi, so we took advantage of that pretty much every night, even if that meant going to bed at 6:00am. She took me out again last night, told me she had so many places she wanted to take me to see, but couldn’t since I was leaving. We had to make a little white lie to Zin so that we could actually go out, because when Jumi isn’t at the hostel, Zin has his hands full with the guests. But hey, it was my last night in Japan. We went for drinks, and walked around downtown a little bit. The night was fresh. Not the typical muggy and humid Japanese evening I’ve grown accustomed to since my arrival. I got to know Jumi a little better. She has aspirations, which is admirable. Her English is good, but she wants to become better to become a translator. She also had some pretty good stories about her life experiences, studying Zen, her travels… The night was good, but short. We had to get back by 11:00pm to help out Zin, but we ended up getting back at 11:30pm. Oops… Oh well, the guests seemed fine and the hostel was in one piece when we got back. Surprisingly, everyone went to bed pretty early last night. Even Zin, who usually stays up as long as Jumi and I. We stayed up late, but I eventually fell asleep. I had an early morning coming up…
It was a slow morning. I was in no rush to get out, in fact, I didn’t really want to. One thing though, the Spanish group that was staying at the hostel got up at 5:00am! They’ve been doing this pretty much every day. Get up at 5:00am and get back in at 9:30-10:00pm. I really don’t know what they could be doing for so long during the day, I mean, most attractions close at around 5:00pm. It’s not like they come back drunk every night, so what is it exactly that they do? Oh well, they weren’t too noisy, so I wasn’t bothered really. I woke up at 7:00am on the couch in the common room. Jumi brought me some coffee and some cut fruits. Can’t expect any less when staying at Sandal Wood. All my stuff was already packed so all I had to do was get dressed, make breakfast, brush my teeth, and head out the door. I wish I had more time though… the morning went by too fast. I was slowly moving around the hostel, making sure I didn’t forget anything, but mainly I was moving slowly because I didn’t really want to leave, but the clock was ticking, and I had to make my way.
I lugged my packs down the stairs with Zin and Jumi following. So many thoughts were rushing through my head. Maybe I could stay an extra week… Check out Okinawa, Hokkaido, and more of Japans’ natural sites. Jumi also said she wanted to go bungee jumping, which I was all for, but in the end, I had to move on. I put my boots on, stood up, took a deep breath, and turned to Zin and Jumi for one final goodbye. I gave Zin a hug, but Jumi wouldn’t accept the goodbye. She stayed with me, walked with me, until I hailed a cab and was gone from her sight. Needless to say, it was a sad and difficult goodbye. I kept the window rolled down until the cab driver drove off, and when he turned the corner, that was it. I was leaving Japan… for real this time…
Since I had experience with the trek to the ferry port, the trip this time was a breeze, and I made it in record time. I was at the ferry port for about 11:00am, with plenty of time to spare. Passing customs was a cinch. I got on board, put my stuff away in my room (nice room by the way, cozy and only 4 people), and went to the upper deck to check out Osaka from the port. I stayed up there for a while, listening to music, people-watching, snapping some photos, and just staring out at the sea. I felt a little alone as I watched everyone else who had at least one other person with them. Be it families, friends, or couples. I was alone again… and it was hard. The boat set sail at around 11:45pm… I was finally going to China…
I stayed on the upper deck until Osaka was lost in the haze and out of sight. Again, so many thoughts were rushing through my head. I think I’m prone to making stupid decisions when episodes like this come about, and who knows, I may still make one later on, but for now, I think I made the right one. The rest of the day was standard. I had lunch in the cafeteria, which was mind-blowingly expensive! I forgot to get some food for the ride, so I’m going to have to ration the food I get here. At least the beer is the same price, and I still have the bottle of whisky Zin had given me for the journey last week (thanks Zin!). After lunch, I was tired, most likely due to the lack of sleep from the past week. I went to my room, uploaded the photos I took to my computer, watched the new season of Entourage (it’s finally back!), and got some sleep, about 4 hours of it! When I got up, I went back outside to check out the night sky and the view. Unfortunately, it was raining, but not hard enough to keep me inside. Although the view was limited, I was treated to a nice lightning show. It wasn’t a big storm, but it was windy. I had nothing to do and nothing to eat (the cafeteria closed at 7:30pm). Luckily, there was a vending machine with some noodle bowls. So I grabbed that and a beer, and watched the end of The Fast and the Furious that was playing on TV.
And now, here I am, writing a blog post that will be posted upon my arrival at my hostel in Shanghai. I’m mixed up right now. Sad to leave Japan, Zin, and Jumi… really sad… but excited to start a new country and continue on my Journey through Asia. I’ll be meeting Marianne in Shanghai on Sunday and after that, my plans may change. I don’t think I’ll be heading to Mongolia anymore, but I may skip some things in China and go straight for the hiking trails. Maybe I’ll meet Diogo in China as well depending on when and where he’ll be arriving.
Take this post however you want, but I think this has been the deepest post I’ve written since I’ve begun my Journey. I know I’m not the best writer, but it wouldn’t be as personal if I was forcing myself to write so eloquently. I was debating putting this up because I feel it’s pretty personal. It may not have every single detail, but I’m sure you can paint the picture yourself. I noticed that my blog hits have been down lately… I went from about 250 readers a day to about 30 since last Friday. If anything, this post may rekindle the interest. Tomorrow’s another day…
Ja matta!
-LL
P.S. Matane Jumi-chan, Zin-kun, oyobi Nihon… I’m not saying sayonara… not yet…