JET Programme Week 3: Orientation 2: Electric Boogaloo

The first day of Gunma orientation was fun, but much like Tokyo orientation, it was a very tight and tiring schedule; full of great and useful information, a percentage of which I’m sure I absorbed. It was mostly the highlights of a helpful handbook distributed by the hardworking PA team and senpai JETs at Kencho (the prefectural office that is in charge of all of us). Besides the common refrain of ESID , “it’s in the handbook” was often spoken with the same energy as a wearied college professor pointing to the syllabus.

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“It’s in the syllabus.”

After the first day of orientation including a (mandatory fun) welcome reception, we were invited to go to karaoke. After getting back to the hotel, I really did not want to go back out, but seeing as I had already paid for it, I just decided to go, at least for an hour or two. The problem with karaoke is that I frigging love karaoke, so I ended up staying just until they kicked us out. While I swore up and down that I wasn’t drunk (I only had two beers during karaoke), I did find myself in a McDonalds with a bunch of UK JETs and one other American JET arguing about Oscar Wilde, the symbolic gender and sexuality of a hot dog, and declaring my undying love for Japanese apple juice.

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Nectar of the GODS

Eye of the Storm

A few weeks ago, on the first morning I was in Tokyo for orientation, I completely missed breakfast (for various reasons). The schedule was gruelling and I ended up chugging a canned coffee and scarfing down a chocolate bar. Predictably, the day did not go too well for me.  So for these last two days, for this second, prefectural-based orientation, I wanted to make sure I had a proper breakfast and was prepared for the day. I was one of the first people to show up for breakfast.

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(Breakfast at the Sakura Hotel in Maebashi for the second day of orientation)

I found a cozy corner that looked out over the street as it rained like hell. This was such a great moment of stillness for me that I was thinking of other moments in time when I had this kind of feeling of Hygge (a coziness of the soul from a simple routine thing or habit); jumping over flooded curbs with my husband in North Hollywood to go to breakfast with my brother and his wife; eating a full British breakfast in Temple Bar in Dublin with my best friend after a wild night on the town, giggling about all of our misdeeds; breakfast after a vigorous morning hike with friends; going to IHOP with my grandpa to play card games; or maybe just drinking coffee while listening to an Australian with a guilty conscience tell me about a truth-or-dare game gone too far.

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Dublin. 2012. Truly, the breakfast of champions.

Into the Storm

After a delicious breakfast and talking with a friend, we decided to go down to the lobby because we needed to start walking over for the second day of orientation. The trip to Kencho is about 15-20 minutes depending on how fast you walk. The only problem was, it started pouring outside. Earlier in the morning, I lent an umbrella to one of the senpai JETs who had to run over to Kencho. The senpai JETs were trying to organize a taxi caravan for us, but suddenly, the rain lightened, and many of decided to take our chances by walking because we were still waiting on payday, and some of us (myself included) had to pay for travel and boarding costs upfront for this orientation. About 5 minutes into the walk, the rain started coming down again. I was sharing an umbrella with my friend, who needed to stop to adjust her sock. Just as we were ready to start walking again, a senpai JET in an old car emerges from a parking lot and asked us if we needed a ride. What a stroke of luck!

The Alpha and Omega

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O captain! My captain!

After a long two days of orientation, we got to meet our lord and savior, Gunma-chan, a cute horse that looks like a hamster that is also the mascot of all of Gunma. He is one of the top cutest mascots of all Japan. Resistance to his cult of personality is futile, as his image is everywhere. In the end, you too will declare your love for Gunma-chan. In our photo-op with Gunma-chan, the Takasaki JETs immediately created a gang sign in a display of dominance over the other cities. 

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Thanks for reading my blog! Please feel free to comment on my blog any questions you may have or anything you would like me to write about.

If you are interested in the beginning of my JET journey, see the links below:

30 Days til Departure (JET Programme)

JET Programme: First Week

JET Program Week 2: Getting into the Groove

My Favorite Artists Through History – Yayoi Kusama

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