Tuesday, March 25, 2008
Election Weekend
I'm too tired to write up, so here's a slideshow of the weekend.
John and Geoff organized a getaway weekend to LongDong for rock climbing and swimming and then to Daxi for eating, sleeping and surfing. They tend to overdo it on the food, but with 10 people there this time, we did alright. Geoff prepared a spit fire lamb roast, including the spit. It was quite impressive and even more tasty. John provided home baked brownies and Rob brought a costco bag of marshmallows.
It was great weather until night time when the wind picked up. I woke up with sand embedded in my hair.
John and Geoff organized a getaway weekend to LongDong for rock climbing and swimming and then to Daxi for eating, sleeping and surfing. They tend to overdo it on the food, but with 10 people there this time, we did alright. Geoff prepared a spit fire lamb roast, including the spit. It was quite impressive and even more tasty. John provided home baked brownies and Rob brought a costco bag of marshmallows.
It was great weather until night time when the wind picked up. I woke up with sand embedded in my hair.
One Big Difference
I was thinking this morning that taking care of Bodgy is akin to taking care of a baby. He has a feeding schedule, cries/barks at night (if there are fireworks), likes to play with toys... When you go out, you have to remember to bring all the gear - instead of diapers, you gotta bring the poopy bags. Instead of a bottle of breast milk, you need to bring some water and a dish. And best to bring a chew toy or ball to chase. When you go to school/work, he doesn't want to be left behind, and when you come home he's delighted to see you.
But there is one big difference. When you bring your kid to the park, I'm pretty sure your child doesn't make a bee line for the river side and roll himself in the grass coming back smelling like rotten eggs mixed with fish sauce.
Spending 7 seconds in an elevator trapped with that smell is horrendous. I'd rather change a diaper any day.
But there is one big difference. When you bring your kid to the park, I'm pretty sure your child doesn't make a bee line for the river side and roll himself in the grass coming back smelling like rotten eggs mixed with fish sauce.
Spending 7 seconds in an elevator trapped with that smell is horrendous. I'd rather change a diaper any day.
Thursday, March 20, 2008
Kit Kat Bar (give me a break)
I have a big test on Friday for a scholarship, so I've been spending all my time reviewing book 1. Well, not all my time, but any time that I'm not taking a break or going to class or sleeping or eating...
It's a bit tiring, so here I go blogging again. To answer some of my sister's questions about the Japan post...
I used to travel a lot in the US for tournaments - I went all over WA, up north to Vancouver, down south to Oregon and I even flew a few times (CA, HI, AZ). The downside was all I ever did was play ultimate. I saw the ultimate fields in a lot of cities but I didn't see much of the cities themselves. So when I moved to Asia I decided I would no longer only see grass (or dirt as it may be). This first trip to Japan, I made the extra effort to extend the trip a couple days to see more. It still wasn't much time - only 2 days - you can't really cover a lot. However, for how expensive Japan is, I'm happy with what I accomplished.
In one of my pictures the caption is about Jeju - which is a tournament in South Korea. Jeju International Gnarley Nines. Jeju for the name of the town where it's hosted - on world class rugby (?) fields. Gnarley Nines b/c every team is limited to 9 members, with at least 3 women. The tournament is 5-2, with the option of putting as many women on as you want. Japan is sending an all women's team this year. It's also one of the few tournaments that offers cash prizes for the finalists and has a tournament fee that is nearly all inclusive (hotel and all meals).
Mochi. It's a Japanese sticky rice ball. Nothing but glutinous rice and water. In Taiwan it's commonly found rolled in flavor (crushed peanut, black sesame) or filled with something yummy (aforementioned, red bean, ice cream). At the tournament, players got to participate in the pounding part of Mochitsuki, the mochi making ceremony. Here you can see a Sockeye player having a go. Before I took the video he was beating the rice mercilessly over and over. They finally made him stop and the group explained that the woman was supposed to turn the rice after every hit.
While I was in Nikko, I stood near different English speaking tour guides to hear what they had to say. One was explaining that behind two elaborate temples you could see a very plain building in the back - this was meant as a bathroom for the gods. The tourist/human bathroom is actually a building in front of it, but the one for the gods has never been used. For real! Another guide pointed out that every dragon decoration is different. On closer inspection I could spot tons of differences - some with open mouths, some closed, some with lots of side swirls, some with long snouts. It was fun to look at them all and think about the creativity that was allowed in making them.

My women's team as I mentioned was an international team, organized by the women in Korea (Candacee, Turbo, Megan, Yoonee, Sarah) and joined by Jacq (Singapore), Lily (Hong Kong), Eri (Japan), Bats and Kat (Philippines), and Sherry and Steph (from China) plus me from Taiwan.
It's a bit tiring, so here I go blogging again. To answer some of my sister's questions about the Japan post...
I used to travel a lot in the US for tournaments - I went all over WA, up north to Vancouver, down south to Oregon and I even flew a few times (CA, HI, AZ). The downside was all I ever did was play ultimate. I saw the ultimate fields in a lot of cities but I didn't see much of the cities themselves. So when I moved to Asia I decided I would no longer only see grass (or dirt as it may be). This first trip to Japan, I made the extra effort to extend the trip a couple days to see more. It still wasn't much time - only 2 days - you can't really cover a lot. However, for how expensive Japan is, I'm happy with what I accomplished.
In one of my pictures the caption is about Jeju - which is a tournament in South Korea. Jeju International Gnarley Nines. Jeju for the name of the town where it's hosted - on world class rugby (?) fields. Gnarley Nines b/c every team is limited to 9 members, with at least 3 women. The tournament is 5-2, with the option of putting as many women on as you want. Japan is sending an all women's team this year. It's also one of the few tournaments that offers cash prizes for the finalists and has a tournament fee that is nearly all inclusive (hotel and all meals).
Mochi. It's a Japanese sticky rice ball. Nothing but glutinous rice and water. In Taiwan it's commonly found rolled in flavor (crushed peanut, black sesame) or filled with something yummy (aforementioned, red bean, ice cream). At the tournament, players got to participate in the pounding part of Mochitsuki, the mochi making ceremony. Here you can see a Sockeye player having a go. Before I took the video he was beating the rice mercilessly over and over. They finally made him stop and the group explained that the woman was supposed to turn the rice after every hit.


My women's team as I mentioned was an international team, organized by the women in Korea (Candacee, Turbo, Megan, Yoonee, Sarah) and joined by Jacq (Singapore), Lily (Hong Kong), Eri (Japan), Bats and Kat (Philippines), and Sherry and Steph (from China) plus me from Taiwan.
Wednesday, March 19, 2008
Japan

A few downsides to the tourney...
- Immediate bracket play. This was the first time my team had played together so we used our first game to get to know each other. Unfortunately, this meant we were stomped. I think we could have beaten them on Sunday given another chance.
- Only 2 games per day. I think some teams may have played 3 games, but for paying for a flight ($370 USD), a bus to Fuji City ($32 each way), a required hotel ($78 per night), and a tournament fee ($70), I was hoping for at least 4 games on Saturday. There were certainly enough teams for it, but not enough field space.
- A small downside was lack of field food. I'm accustomed to fruit and bagels. The only thing they provided was a bowl of soup on Saturday and some small packaged red bean buns (2 per person). However, with a 5 hour bye between our two games on Saturday, I wasn't really that hungry.
- We got a sweatshirt out of the deal (with typical Asian typo and all).
- We got a free shuttle from the hotel to the fields in the mornings.
- The hotel included a Japanese style breakfast that was quite filling.
- We got to watch world class players - Fury vs Japanese women all stars and Buzz Bullets vs Sockeye.
- A constant view of Mt Fuji. Absolutely gorgeous. I was reminded of home (Mt Rainier) the whole time.

After the tourney, we went back to Tokyo, where I stayed with some other players in a fancy apartment hotel in what seemed like Koreatown. We got in late, and due to a mistake on my part, I left really early (I thought the clock said 9 am, but it was probably 7 am when I left). I made my way to Asakusa station to get to Nikko. I got the World Heritage Pass, but in after thought I think the All Nikko Pass would have been better (the one including the bus fare to Lake Chuzenji). I stopped at the visitor center to figure out where the hostel was.
Daiyagawa Youth Hostel (大谷川ユースホステル)
Walk about 10 minutes uphill on the main street to the tourist information center. Take the first right and follow the road up the river for a few minutes. It's a bit tucked away and directly at the Daiyagawa river. Check in is from 4-8 pm. Showers are from 5-9pm. Breakfast is filling and at 7:30 am. There are plenty of blankets provided, plus a space heater, so you don't have to worry about getting cold. They'll also give you hot tea or coffee to warm up. Oh, and the toilet seat is heated! Possibly the best hostel bathroom I've ever been in, just for that luxury.

On my way back to the bus stop, I saw a bunch of monkeys running around. Three adults and one baby. Super cute. That is until I got too inquisitive with my video camera and one decided to attack me. I ran away before it got me, but it got my heart pumping at about 300 bpm. They're cute until they're angry.
For dinner, I stopped at Hippari Dako, which is on the main street. It's a small establishment with just three tables. When I went in, there was an English speaking tour group there. I got the 3rd empty table to myself. Luckily, another couple came in and shared the table with me. A couple of MBA students from PA, on a 150 person school tour of Japan. They took off a couple extra days to have some time to see a bit more by themselves.
The next morning I caught the train back into Tokyo (I would have spent more time at the Lake, maybe hiking around, but it was too cold). I spent some time at Asakusa and Ueno, checking out more temples, parks, and street food. I also enjoyed some sushi at a rotating bar. Yum.




One thing surprisingly different about Japan from Taiwan is how little English is used. Very few signs have English, relative to Taipei and not as many people seem to speak it. It felt a lot harder to get around - possibly because the subway map is like a jumbled mess of pixie sticks. It helped immensely that I could recognize some Chinese characters.
Thursday, March 13, 2008
Pesto Bread
I had some leftover pesto to use up so decided to whip up a batch of Pesto Bread. I looked up recipes on the internet and there were 2 variations. One was a French Bread with pesto rolled into it and the other recipe used milk and olive oil. I decided to go for a soft bread instead of a crusty one and ended up using this recipe.
Pesto Bread
Tastes great fresh out of the oven. Also works well as leftovers, but this loaf didn't last long.
Dough
Pesto Bread
Tastes great fresh out of the oven. Also works well as leftovers, but this loaf didn't last long.

- 1 1/2 t yeast
- 4 c bread flour
- 1 1/2 t sugar
- 1 1/2 t salt
- 5/8 c milk
- 2/3 c water
- 2 T olive oil
- pesto
- pine nuts
- mozzarella
- Add dough ingredients to bread machine in order according to manufacturer's directions using dough cycle.
- When the dough is finished place on a lightly floured surface and let rest 10 minutes.
- Roll out to a rectangle 10 inches long and about 3/4 inch thick. Spread pesto sauce over dough leaving a 1/2 inch border. Sprinkle pine nuts and cheese.
Roll lengthwise jelly roll fashion and tuck ends under. Place in a greased 10x4 inch loaf pan (or what have you, in my case an 8x8 on the diagonal). Cover and let rise 45 minutes.
- Brush olive oil over the top and with a sharp knife score the top with four diagonal cuts. Repeat the cuts in the opposite direction. Sprinkle with sea salt.
- Bake at 215C or 425F for 25 to 30 minutes, until the bread is golden and sounds hollow when tapped on the bottom.
- Turn onto a wire rack to cool.
