Thursday, October 22, 2009


huge flu scare at one of my schools. everyone is wearing masks.
I fount this popular little character named Marimokori on a student's pencil case. Marimokkori is cute because he always has an erection. Here he is bathing in some curry and rice. That is not his belly button.
Festival just finished last weekend. Sunday Ikku shrine, home to Niihama's thousand-year-old camphor trees, was packed with people, waiting for the fights.
One by one teams of 150 men carried their neighborhood's shrine through the new huge copper gate into to the park and threw it in front of the god.

When the light hit them, these golden dragon floats glowed.

Tengu Penis Nose stopped by to deliver the god (in the form of a golden float covered in mirrors) with a line of elders.
Earlier in the morning at another park we watched more taikos. The hair at these events are amazing.
Even the kids get mohawks.

We ate breakfast at Tricia's. Here is the view of a neighborhood event from above.

The night before we ate dinner at Mr. Inami's house.
Hid father was beaming, so happy to have so many foreigners in his home. He got us all very tipsy on sake.
The event at the station was very intense. A huge fight broke out, making the entire street one big mosh-pit.

Yamane park.

Before Yamane Park we visited the tree.

We also saw the Saijo festival, known as the Sake-festival and the rape-festival. Many girls get raped. It's horrible. alcohol is evil.

This is my favorite Niihama event. no fights. just four teams carrying their 2-ton floats up into the forest to the secret shrine to be blessed. The towns gather in the forest to watch and cheer.

The first festival in Saijo is the one where we light the lanters on the shrines and then carry them through the night into the mountain to the fertility shrine deep in the forest.

Yasuchika came. It was great.

1 comment:

Simon Kass said...

QUESTION: Why did I ever leave Japan?
ANSWER: Unknown.
COROLLARY: If I hadn't left I wouldn't be able to look back so fondly.
POSTSCRIPT: your pictures are great. They almost capture how crazy fun that trip really was. As I look through them I get a stupidly awesome feeling of love for Japan, Leigh, all of your incredible friends (they're fucking good people), and especially you. David your a swell chap.
POSTPOSTSCRIPT: Please send good vibrations to Daiskei for me; maybe in the form of a killer hug or a bowl of creamy tomato soup; he's a keeper.

May all beings be Free and in Love.

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