..hee hee. Perhaps I’ve been reading too many blog posts about how blog titles have to be interesting. I’m not sure the two clauses in this particular title exactly share a cause/effect relationship, but both are true.
So let’s start with Hyper Japan. I’d never been to a J-culture event before (and this is the UK’s biggest, according to their website), but when I got interested in Japan over the summer I immediately made plans to attend. I even booked my train fare early enough in advance to avoid spending £200 to get from Somerset to London (I know. Seriously. 200-freaking-quid? You could go to France and stay in France for a while for that kind of money! Trains in this country are out of control!!). I found a friend willing to put me up for the weekend and then spent all day Saturday at the event at Earls Court.
It was just. So. Much. Fun. I did loads. A nice man taught me the basics of Go, I did some calligraphy, and I looked at all of the amazing, you know, stuff. People walking around in blue wigs with fake katanas. And even though I was there by myself, I talked to people. I had a chat with a girl about the weird flavours of ice cream (I had green tea, she had black sesame), I got friendly with the people next to me in the saké-tasting (we were all a bit tipsy by then anyway) and even hung out for a while with some people I met in the queue for the cash-point. Oh, and also this happened:
I must have been standing right next to the guy filming this. (It was a bit of a “WTF?!?” moment for me – check out the guys in the audience that start dancing to “Danjo”.)
So, that was all fine and good. I wore myself out and spent lots of money and generally had an amazing time.
Then I came back. It was weird. I was completely relaxed after my time off and journey “out”, ready to put the nose back to the old grindstone.
I lasted about six hours.
It was just…I dunno, I guess I realised that there is more to the world than my office job that has been making me ill for a long time now. I had decided to stick with it anyway and just put up with it (I was feeling that way particularly when I wrote this article), but after being out and talking to random people and having a good time, I began to feel like the world really was quite a nice place after all, and that maybe I could do better.
So I thought about it a few days, and then I handed in my notice. Soon the next chapter begins.