Godjuon. Feelings of the East
Japanese ABC Table Hommeon hung on the wall in my Tokyo apartment. From her I started familiarizing with Japanese. Japan and Japanese cannot be assigned to the assault. Along the alphabet was remembered by itself: the cells of the Japanese alphabet with children’s drawings were gradually filled with images and sensations of this country ..
In Japan, endless patterns of hieroglyphs are watching from all signs. The brain refuses to recognize them. People of my race have no neurons recognizing kanji – hieroglyphs. The West thinks in words, and the hieroglyph is not a word, not a letter, but a whole concept denoted by the drawing. Not everyone can say words, but the meaning can be drawn. East and think – drawings. Sensually experiencing oriental images, habits, food, speech, alphabet, bending the secrets of things not through analogies, but through antithesis and paradoxes. Here, in the east, the ambiguity of life from the plane of thought flows into a variety of geometry of Javi. Sometimes it seems to me that I begin to understand my soul and souls of all people and items ..
Sinagawa and Gotanda
Usually in Tokyo opaque – oceanic haze hangs over the city. Without it, the city looks sharper and tougher, and bitten by moisture, softens, apologizes for his stratification. Tokyo is a real Japanese, and in Japanese the most frequent word – "sorry". As in all big cities, Tokyo has a large Tokyo and the center. The center is separated from the rest of the line of Yamanote, similar to the Moscow Garden Ring. In a kaleidoscope of Tokyo lines, this is light green.
All Tokyo, as a hive from cellular cells, consists of mache – urban areas, completely different in images and mood. My house stands on the border of two mains – Sinagawa and Gotanda.
Large, rapid synagaba is addressed to the port of high-rise patience. At night, their red lighthouses flash in the window, reporting airplanes. Starting your travels in Tokyo, I always found Sinagava among many lines and hieroglyphs on the map – she has a very simple kanji: three squares, three traits. These hieroglyphs were my guiding signs all the first Tokyo Spring. From the station "Sinagawa", past the cabin hotel, past the old Buddhist temple, along the picturesque stone wall of the park I go out on Sonidori. Then descending to Gotand. "GO" means "five". And the five Japanese is the number of people. And the smell of Gotanda, the picturesque old Mirka, is the smell of human passions, a warm sweet Soy smell, giving a rotten. Close narrow streets of Gotands in the evenings illuminate dull lights of night clubs.
The smell of late autumn is Gotanda, the aroma of early spring – Sinagawa.
Before the onset of Baoy – the Japanese rainy season – I did not recognize the right to exist. But I inevitably appeared a gentle-lilac, almost weightless Japanese umbrella – Casa. He beautifully shakeped the face at dusk bad weather – before this property of the umbrella did not even occur to me. Umbrella in Japan is protection not only from the rain, but also from the sun. Yellow race appreciates white skin. Giant revs make Japanese cosmetic firms at the expense of bleaching skin. Consumer of this cosmetics have a characteristic appearance – a white face against the background of yellow neck and yellow ears. On the faces of many Japanese, the sun leaves his signs – pigment stains with ribbon edges. Large and dark. Most often along the temples … But the Japanese umbrella is needed not only to protect against rain and sun. This is also a sign of good tone.
Tokyo areas are divided into quarters – Chate and numbered. For example, "Gindza Ichi Cheme" Means the first quarter of the Gindz region. Gindza for me the most attractive place of the Japanese capital. In the middle of the gindza, in the area of the fourth champ, you get from the station "Yuraku" Ring line Yamanotea.
The establishments of each champ differ from each other, emphasizing their affiliation to this quarter. In the restaurant among the offered dishes can be something like "Parfue Fourth Chatete". Quarters even smell in different ways, depending on the dominant establishment. The fourth quarter is hot sweet pastries, and the fifth – bitter fresh cut grass from a flower shop ..
Japanese selfless and headless love foreigners – Gaidzinov. They dress them, put the lollipops in his mouth, pour from above the beer, substitute the palms to touch the cheerfulness, give birth from them children and patiently wait for the return from "Business teams" In infinity. Why should Japanese need these foreigners, half of which are in the actual, and the other in the functional sense is virtual as Tamagotchi? The reason in Japanese men, more precisely in the traditional idea of the Japanese relationship between a man and a woman. In the Japanese family, the existence of two goes in parallel, almost without crossing. All the time men are given to work, friends and relaxing on the side. And the wife? Five minutes in five months five centimeters. Therefore, an independent woman who wants her to admire her to do it, it remains one or tries to find a foreigner. Yes, a foreigner will not provide it. But if she does it herself, why her Japanese home tyrant, eternally drunk and looking at her resentment on the boss, fate, and over the years and for intricate freshness.
Every Tuesday we go to the foot of Fuji. In the Japanese mountains, a long ski season, in some places until the end of April. I study ride, overcoming body principles and mind habits. But not love for sports entails me on Fujiim, and Onsen, where we drive after Skania.
Onsen is a hot mineral source. In the mobile depths of the Japanese land flowing fiery blood – underground water of volcanoes. Where water comes close to the surface, since ancient times, outdoor pools are arranged with a hotel. Onsen for the Japanese – the traditional place of rest and treatment. Here come with overnight stays to warm up several times in the source, relax and dine in Japanese.
Very exotic onsen in winter, when snow drops with thick flakes, and a couple rises from water from the water. Underground water warms the body so quickly, that snow, falling on the bare shoulders, it seems hot.
There are no mountains in Tokyo, no ONSEN. There are Santo – large public baths, and they have pools imitating Onsen. But water there is not from wells. Nearest to Tokyo Onesen begin at the foot of Fudzisan, where I ski every Tuesday.
In Japan, there is a special, unique work of nature – Little Japanese girls. Japanese – Nation of low people, and their children are very small. Japanese doll sprout girls are proportional and fascinating graceful. They have charming faces with clear, manifested features and an unusually meaningful expression. There is something else. Through their complete curiosity eyes, body dynamics, melodic speech is broadcast immediate, live erotic.
But with age with girls there is an unimaginable: as if their beauty is passed through the rhineous mirrors. In medium and high school students, irreversibly change the proportions of the body, the legs are being turned into shorter and fully. In thick socks, harmonica, they are fixed in a strange rack – widely placed on the sides and socks inside. Of course, there are exceptions. But in the case of Japanese girls, these are the exceptions from the phenomenon of a mass scale. If you meet a teenage girl in golf, but skinny, then it is most likely far in twenty. Young Japanese women, middle-aged women and japanese grandmothers in the overwhelming majority! Where and when the transformation of the thick foot is happening in weightless sprues – the Japanese mystery, because there are no transition forms.
Nihonkay is the Japanese Sea. In Japan, the sea everywhere. Even if you never go ashore, it can hit the head from the heaven in the form of a typhoon or to arrange a tide.
Something on the embankment of the Black-eyed Mugurogava River, which flows into the Tokyo Bay, gently folded sandbags – in case of unexpected water lifting. When water falls out, exposing the lower rows of stones of the three-meter coastal wall, at the bottom of the river are visible sleepy puzzled carps. After a few hours of Locking a small Typhoon, the river is filled twice, reminding people that their houses are on the water. Because of Japan, the sea has no feeling of a relaxed idleness inherent in the Mediterranean and Black Sea cities. Rather, on the contrary, the Japanese seem to ask their sea permission to dialogue.
Beach in Japan little. Lying in Panama at the water – there are pools for hotels. And the sea is a boat. I have already forgotten what to go into the sea from the shore, it seems to me that I always jumped into the water from the boat stern.
Most of all, I love the sea began to start the autumn, when the foam from the boat screw becomes magnificent and does not fall off, long follows swinging on the water. In winter, the wind drives the Japanese sea and beats about the rock, leaving a white foam on the stones like snow. Turquoise smooth and blue waves have many seas, and Japanese also has this endless foam. If you draw this sea, then only as white.
This Japanese word indicates an unusually beautiful woman. Looking at some Japanese women, I am delighted thinking how it can be beautiful – to be a woman.
This was very beautiful. Years thirty five or a little more. In Japan "A bit more" lasts very long. Wet sea breeze smoothes wrinkles of Japanese women, stopping the time on their faces. Dressed in summer, although the wind is chilly, April. In Tokyo, as in other metropolitans, is very fashionable in any season to be easily dressed. In winter in the downpour, but in sandals and with a bright pedicure on the bare feet. Schoolgirls go wrong all year round. This Japanese was delightful white. And naturally white-sided, that is, from head to legs. Beauty’s face was framed by a smooth car to shoulders. Most often, Japanese and the Japanese trim the ends of the hair with a ladder and are trying with all their mights from the ground from black. As a result, the hair acquires them unthinkable shades, and the ends begin to stick in hard. But it seems to me that smooth kara is the best haircut for heavy Japanese hair. And the best color is natural black and gray, like Japan in the rain haze.
Woman raised his eyes. Buddha view. As if all these years, passions went by her side. I became sad: I really could not revive her? But maybe such women are not created for men ..
The most common gift in Japan is products in beautiful and original packaging. Or gift coupons of large stores or restaurants that you can pay for purchases or dinner. I really like this custom – non-flashing gifts.
When I ask for advice to buy in Tokyo, I am pleased to help in choosing: the main in gifts from Japan should be Japan.
In Tokyo, I buy Japanese glass. Glasses with bubbles inside and plates, similar to frozen water or fabric in the wind. Or Japanese porcelain. In Japan, there is a real Chinese porcelain and stylish English. But I need only the Waf. This word consists of two hieroglyphs: harmony and wind. And the Wafa is translated as "Japanese".
Each real Japanese thing has a Wafu – elusive, flying harmony. In the outlines of ancient Japanese roofs, in trimmed gardens, classic clothes, the Wafic is manifested in the right Japanese speech. Having heard, having spoiled them, start nash to feel the presence or lack of a wafer in any little things. A gift like any thing can be practical and functional, but the point is not in these qualities of themselves, but in their aesthetics – Waf.
Bring as a gift the thing in which the Wafou lives is to give the feeling of Japan.