Shimmering Shizuoka (Part 2 of 2)

–Gorgeous Beaches and Mountains in One Prefecture

A bridge over the Oi River, as seen from the Ikawa Line

Introduction:

The following are more highlights from my recent travels to Shizuoka prefecture. (Part 1 can be found here.)

1月から2月にかけて、静岡県における3週間の通訳のお仕事の傍ら、県内のあらゆるところを観光しました。下記の投稿は、前編に続き、特に印象深かった箇所を取り上げます。

6. Train rides along the Oi River

This was hands down my favorite activity in Shizuoka! As a big fan of trains, I was thrilled to learn that Oigawa Railway, a local train company, still runs steam locomotives. I expected the ride to be more bumpy, but it was just as smooth as electric trains–the only difference were the puffs of smoke we could see from the window and the slightly smoky smell! It’s usually an hour-long ride on the Oigawa Main Line running alongside the Oi River. After a typhoon last fall, the ride has been cut to 30 minutes, but it was still well worth it!

Great train rides should always be enjoyed with food, and I was super excited to find cute train-related sweets. I particularly enjoyed one called “SL (steam locomotive) food,” a pack of peanuts coated in a mixture of black sesame powder, soy bean powder, and sugar. It’s meant to look like the coal that’s “fed” into the steam locomotive–and I thought that concept was so cute! I melted upon seeing the back of the package: it has an illustrated disclaimer (probably meant for little boys) that warns, “unfortunately, eating this won’t turn you into a steam locomotive”!

After enjoying the steam train, I switched to the Ikawa Line (a regular train also run by Oigawa Railway), which goes further up the Oi River. I really wanted to visit Okuoikojo Station, which is on a tiny piece of land jutting into the riverbend. The isolated station looks like it’s on top of an island, and the contrast of the greenery, the turquoise water, and the red bridge is absolutely gorgeous. Part of the bridge is walkable on foot, so it’s easy to cross to the other side of the river and head to the vantage point where you can take in this incredible view.

Okuoikojo Station is the tiny structure in the middle of the bridge

Okuoikojo Station is so remote and free of light pollution that on weekends during the winter, Oigawa Railway runs special roundtrip trains to the station at night. Passengers spend an hour gazing at stars before the train heads back. This sounded really nice, too (it reminds me of Kenji Miyazawa’s story, “Night on the Galactic Railroad”), but it was fully booked that evening. Maybe some other time!

A view of the walkable part of the bridge stretching from Okuoikojo Station. I love the dramatic straight path and the light streaming from the clouds–a nice metaphor for a better tomorrow!

Incidentally, Ikawa Line is the only line in Japan that uses what’s called an Abt system, a rack-and-pinion railway that allows trains to go up or down steep inclines. The steam locomotive, the beautiful Okuikojo Station, and the Abt system all make train rides along the Oi River a fun trip worth exploring!

7. Shizuoka City (Other Highlights)

While I’ve already discussed various locations within Shizuoka City (such as Kunozan Toshogu and Miho no Matsubara), downtown Shizuoka has many other locations to sightsee.

One of the main spots is Sumpu Castle, which Tokugawa Ieyasu built. While only part of the castle remains today, the premises have been turned into a park, so it’s a very nice place to walk around, read the descriptions, and learn about history. The park is surrounded by a moat, and crossing the bridge to enter the park feels like you’re traveling back in time!

Sumpu Castle in the evening–a beautiful place to walk around

2023 happens to be a special year to commemorate Ieyasu, because NHK, Japan’s public broadcaster, is airing a year-long historical drama that focuses on him. Until I visited Shizuoka, I didn’t realize how strong his ties to this area were. Dozens of historical locations throughout the city highlighted their connections to Ieyasu, often by displaying posters of the drama.

The lobby of my hotel displayed the replica of an armor that was worn by Ieyasu. The Japanese restaurant in the hotel served Ieyasu specials based on dishes that he apparently liked!

Another highlight is Shizuoka Sengen Shrine, which is just a 10-minute walk away from Sumpu Castle. It’s a collection of seven shrines, each with distinct buildings that enshrine different gods.

The impressive gate leading to two of the shrines. The board in the foreground that says 鬼 (demon) was apparently used during setsubun (a spring festival to drive evil spirits away) on Feb. 3.

One of the shrines sits atop a mountain, and behind it is a hiking trail. On that trail I found this fascinating set of stairs. I thought it could serve as a metaphor for the many different paths we can take before reaching a goal: shall we climb steep stairs quickly, go up more gradual steps slowly, or give up and and go back down?

Another place worth visiting is the Shizuoka City Museum of Art. It’s a compact but modern space atop a building in downtown Shizuoka, less than a 10-minute walk from Shizuoka station. I enjoyed an excellent exhibit on Sugiura Hisui, who was a pioneer in modern Japanese graphic design.

A social media booth based on Sugiura’s poster (1927) commemorating Japan’s first subway system

Setsubun was not the only seasonal event celebrated. In the lobby of my hotel was a wonderful display of dolls for Hinamatsuri (Doll Festival or Girls’ Day), which celebrates the health and development of young girls. I, too, grew up decorating hina dolls, but have never seen dolls hanging down like this. They are apparently called tsurushibina, and I was delighted to learn that Shizuoka is one of the prefectures that has this tradition. Because hina dolls tend to be expensive, family members and friends would apparently visit girls together, bringing pieces of cloth and sewing them to create dolls.

Shizuoka is a dynamic city with many different faces. Apparently it is also known for plastic models (major toy companies like Bandai have factories here). I was delighted to come across this cute sculpture in Shizuoka Station: a plastic model of payphones!

8. Yaizu City

Yaizu is a port city where a lot of the seafood Shizuoka is known for is caught or processed.

A fishmonger Hello Kitty welcoming visitors to the Yaizu Fish Center

The Yaizu Fish Center is a big fish market with several eateries. The lunch I had there packed so many Yaizu / Shizuoka specialties: tuna and bonito sashimi, shirasu (whitebait), a kakiage of tiny sakura shrimp, and miso soup with crab.

The fish market had many gacha (capsule toy) machines or simple arcade games. That in itself isn’t surprising, but upon closer inspection, I found that the prizes were related to seafood! This included salmon roe, frozen lobsters, and even a 3kg tuna delivered to your home. The gacha machine that offered the tuna grand prize was expensive, costing a cool 1,000 yen to enter (although there are consolation prizes of seafood-related trinkets)!

I also loved this sign encouraging visitors to maintain a social distance worth the length of two bonitos (but I wonder how many people know how long bonitos are?!).

9. Yui (Shizuoka City)

Yui is another area in Shizuoka City that has its own distinct flavor (literally!). It’s known as the place where sakura shrimp are caught, and I very much enjoyed seeing quirky shrimp sculptures everywhere.

The subject (shrimp!), the stringy appearance of the shrimp sculptures, and the blue tiles that look like the bottom of pools make this one of the quirkiest works of public art I’ve ever seen!

Yui is also part of the old Tokaido Road that connected Tokyo and Kyoto during the Edo period (early 1600s to late 1800s). It was a post station where travelers could rest, and has maintained historic buildings such as honjin (large local residences where traveling samurai stayed), some stores, and even water troughs for horses.

The main reason I was in Yui was to visit the Shizuoka City Tokaido Hiroshige Museum of Art. As Yui makes an appearance in Hiroshige’s masterpiece, 53 Stations of the Tokaido (a series of ukiyo-e highlighting post stations along the old Tokaido Road), this seemed like the perfect place to appreciate both Hiroshige and Shizuoka.

The museum was fairly small, but I loved the comprehensive permanent exhibit that explains the history and technique of ukiyo-e. It makes interesting comparisons to modern equivalents, describing how scenic ukiyo-es (such as 53 Stations of the Tokaido) were like travel guidebooks, while portraits of kabuki actors were like entertainment magazines.

I thoroughly enjoyed the Hiroshige prints on display as well–I love the subtle humor he exudes in the expressive body language of tiny people and animals.

“Fukagawa Lumberyards” by Hiroshige (from “One Hundred Famous Views of Edo”). I love the tiny puppies showing their cute butts on the lower left!

One of the best parts of the museum was a small station that allows visitors to make their own ukiyo-e prints to take home. The design changes periodically, and on this day it was “Yui” and “Okitsu” from 53 Stations of the Tokaido Road.

The DIY ukiyo-e station for “Yui.” This activity alone is well worth the visit to this museum!

10. (Bonus) Food

I thoroughly enjoyed the food in Shizuoka prefecture. This included seafood like sakura shrimp and shirasu, as well as agricultural products like strawberries. Local dishes like Shizuoka oden (stew with fishcakes) and Hamamatsu gyoza (fried dumplings) were memorable, too.

But one of the best discoveries for me was related to unagi (eel). I visited a lovely restaurant (left photo) where they use unagi raised with sashimi. It was so good! And there, I learned about snacks called “unagi bones” (right photo)–fried eel bones! I’d never had these before, and loved these crispy, calcium-rich snacks so much that I bought several packets (in salt and soy sauce flavors).

When I visited Hamamatsu, I also came across a cute dessert place called Unagiimo. I was surprised to learn that this store uses Japanese sweet potatoes grown with fertilizers made from unagi parts, such as bones and heads. (Its mascot, which reminded me of Slime from Dragon Quest, is in fact a sweet potato whose body is an eel.) I love how innovative and environmentally friendly this concept is!

Pink mochi (sooo cute!) with sweet potato cream (right) and a cookie sandwich with cream (left)

One of the best known Shizuoka specialties, though, is probably green tea. I couldn’t resist visiting Nanaya, a cafe and store that specializes in matcha desserts. They’re well known for their tea-flavored ice cream, which runs the gamut from matcha (in SEVEN different levels, depending on how strong you want the matcha flavor to be) to hojicha (roasted green tea) to genmaicha (green tea with roasted brown rice). I tried genmaicha, black sesame, and matcha No. 7–the latter has a very rich, deep flavor, and definitely worth experiencing!

All in all, I had a wonderful three weeks in Shizuoka. I feel so lucky to have had the chance to explore the prefecture in depth, and would love to revisit again soon!

Shimmering Shizuoka (Part 1 of 2)

–Gorgeous Beaches and Mountains in One Prefecture

The view from Mt. Kuno in Shizuoka City

Introduction:

The following are highlights from my recent travels to Shizuoka prefecture. (Click here to see Part 2.)

1月から2月にかけて、静岡県で3週間にわたる通訳のお仕事をしました。仕事が終わった後の平日夕方や週末は、静岡の海、山、神社仏閣など、あらゆるところを観光しました。気候がよく、美しく、食べ物もおいしくて、本当に素敵な場所でした。下記の投稿(そして続編)では、特に印象深かった箇所を取り上げます。

For three weeks from January to February, I had an interpretation assignment in Shizuoka prefecture. I had visited the prefecture before, but never had the opportunity to explore it in depth. I took advantage of any time off I had to explore beaches, mountains, museums, and shrines–and fell in love with the amazing sights and food the prefecture offers. Here are some highlights, in alphabetical order of location. (The rest will continue in a second blog post.)

1. Fuji City

The view of Mt. Fuji from a local train (the Tokaido Line) heading to Fuji City. Cropped out of this photo are commuters nodding off on the train (it was early in the morning), all with their backs to this amazing view!

Fuji City is one of Shizuoka’s cities that’s closest to Mt. Fuji, and offers great views of the snow-capped mountain. It’s about 30 minutes from Shizuoka station by local train, and a mere 10 minutes by bullet train.

I was lucky enough to be in Fuji City when a local temple called Myohoji hosted an annual festival called Bishamontensai. This is apparently considered one of the largest daruma festivals in Japan. There were daruma dolls of every size, with multiple color variations that promised good fortune in different aspects of our lives (academic success, health, romantic happiness, etc.). Many local residents had brought their own old darumas to be burned, some so big that they have to be carried in both arms. I bought some tiny ones for good luck. Tradition says that we’re supposed to draw in its left eye when we make a wish (and its right eye when that wish comes true), but they’re so cute that I’ve kept them as is–I worry that I might ruin their faces!

A manhole cover (illustrated manhole covers are a big thing in Japan!) in Fuji City, with Princess Kaguya from The Tale of the Bamboo Cutter. Mt. Fuji makes an appearance in this Japanese fairytale that’s about a thousand years old.

2. Fujinomiya City

Fujinomiya is another city that is close to Mt. Fuji and honors the majestic mountain in many ways.

Central to this is a shrine called Fujisan Hongu Sengen Taisha. I was drawn to the name because when I lived in Tokyo as a child, there was a Sengen shrine in my neighborhood–I didn’t realize until now that Sengen shrines throughout Japan all honor Mt. Fuji, and that this shrine in Fujinomiya was the main one! I especially loved the pond at the back of the shrine, which serves as a nice oasis in the middle of the city. The water comes from melted snow trickling down from Mt. Fuji, and there are bamboo pipes that capture this water for visitors who wish to drink it or wash their hands.

Fujinomiya is also home to the Mt. Fuji World Heritage Center. Mt. Fuji and multiple entities related to it (including the Fujisan Hongu Sengen Taisha) were designated a UNESCO World Heritage Site in 2013. This center apparently opened four years later. I fell in love with this gorgeous, modern building that complements the torii gate right next to it. It’s also shaped like an upside down mountain. Visitors first go to the top and gradually descend gentle slopes that wind down. I enjoyed visiting galleries that examined the geology and history of Mt. Fuji, including how the mountain has been revered as a deity and honored in numerous works of art and literature.

I love how, when reflected upside down into the water, the building looks like a mountain

I then took a 30-minute bus ride to visit Shiraito Falls, which is also part of the Mt. Fuji World Heritage Site. The falling water that comes from Mt. Fuji certainly looks like a bunch of white thread (the meaning of “shiraito”) and is very pretty. I was especially amazed at how blue the bottom of the waterfall was. The one unfortunate aspect was that the trees and grass were a disappointing brown. Of course that can’t be helped during the winter, and I suspect everything looks even better during the warmer months.

3. Hamamatsu City

While Shizuoka City is the prefectural seat of government, the biggest city is actually Hamamatsu. It’s at the edge, almost bordering Aichi prefecture, and about an hour away on the local train (20-30 minutes on the bullet train) from Shizuoka City.

My guidebook suggested several places to visit, but as a fan of all things related to art, I made a beeline to the Hamamatsu Museum of Musical Instruments. In contrast to similar institutions in the West (such as the Musical Instruments Museum in Brussels and the musical instruments section at the Met), there was of course a big emphasis on Asian instruments. This included traditional Japanese instruments that are used for gagaku or kabuki performances, as well as several grand instruments from other Asian countries.

Colorful instruments from Indonesia (foreground) and Korea (background)

I also made a quick visit to Hamamatsu Castle, a replica of the castle Tokugawa Ieyasu, the first Tokugawa shogun, had spent his youth in. It was too late for me to tour inside the castle, but I enjoyed walking around and examining the exterior of this compact but elegant building.

4. Kunozan Toshogu (Shizuoka City)

This beautiful shrine in Shizuoka City is a short train and bus ride away from Shizuoka station. It’s a smaller version of the Toshogu in Nikko, and where the grave of Tokugawa Ieyasu lies. It’s up on a mountain (Mt. Kuno) by the ocean, and has about 1,000 steps to the top–but the breathtaking view is definitely worth the hike.

While a thousand steps is a bit of workout . . .
. . . this view makes it all worth it
(and there are cable cars available for those who don
t wish to
or are unable to walk)

The bright colors of the Toshogu looked especially beautiful against the blue sky. Plums trees (including a tree that was supposedly planted by Ieyasu himself) were blooming nicely on this late January day.

Incidentally, this area is also known for its strawberries. Since they’re grown in greenhouses (which can be seen in the photo above, lining the beach), strawberry season had already begun in January! I bought a box as well as some desserts like strawberry daifuku (mochi stuffed with red bean paste).

Shizuoka is also known for its sakura shrimp, or tiny dried shrimp eaten whole. For lunch, I had the biggest, crunchiest, most delicious kakiage (a type of tempura with shredded vegetables or tiny shrimp) I’ve ever had!

The kakiage was as big as the udon bowl (!), and seemed to contain at least 30 tiny shrimps

5. Miho no Matsubara (Shizuoka City)

This is a famous spot on the beach for scenic views of Mt. Fuji, and is also a short bus ride away from Shizuoka station. Mt. Fuji looked a bit farther than I expected, but I caught the sunset in time to see the mountain bathed in pink. The blue waters, black sand, pieces of white driftwood, and gorgeous rocks that were flattened after years of tumbling in the waves made for picturesque photos!

This place is also known for being the location where The Legend of the Winged Robe takes place. The funny thing was that the sign that described the story said that the man immediately returned the winged robe to the celestial maiden. The versions of the story I’ve heard have the man hiding the robe and forcing the maiden to be his wife. I couldn’t help but chuckle and wonder if there’s some local bias that paints a favorable picture of this man . . . (Incidentally, when I looked up the English title of this story, I found that different iterations exist all over the world, including the West. How fascinating!)

There’s also a beautiful wooden walkway, surrounded by pines, that connects this beach with another shrine called Miho Shrine. While most of the walkway is a straight line, I was fascinated by this one location where the path curves a bit to allow for a pine that leans forward. This seemed like a great metaphor for the journey of life: sometimes unexpected incidents prevent us from going forth in the way we envision, but we must be strong enough to find news ways to keep going.

More Shizuoka adventures are available in Part 2 .

Historic Interpreters: Connecting Time Rather Than Geography

–The guides at Colonial Williamsburg and Jamestown Settlement

Introduction:

Upon visiting Colonial Williamsburg and Jamestown Settlement (museums that illustrate the history of 17th and 18th century Virginia), I learned about a fascinating profession called historic interpreters. In the post below, I explore the similarities between their work and what language interpreters do.

下記の投稿では、17世紀と18世紀のバージニアを再現した歴史博物館「コロニアル・ウィリアムスバーグ」と「ジェームズタウン・セトルメント」を訪ねた際に学んだ、historic interpreter (歴史の演出者)と言われるお仕事について取り上げました。通訳(language interpreter)となぜ似た呼び方がなされているのか、その目的や仕事における共通点は何なのかを模索しています。

Historic interpreters on horse carriages at Colonial Williamsburg

Earlier this week, I visited Colonial Williamsburg, an outdoor museum dedicated to the history of the capital of Virginia colony in the 18th century. I also enjoyed visiting Jamestown Settlement, which discusses the history of the first English settlement in the America. I was especially impressed with how the latter carefully sought to highlight stories of diverse people, including indigenous populations, those who were forcibly brought over from Africa, and women.

Everywhere we went, there were costumed guides giving tours, answering questions, giving theater performances, and demonstrating daily life during that time. Some were vocal and friendly, others more reserved and focused on the task at hand–and all seemed dedicated to their role and knowledgeable about the people that they represented.

I was surprised to learn that these guides were called “historic interpreters.” As a language interpreter, I was immediately drawn to this concept. Why are we both called by the same name, and what are the similarities?

Historic Interpreters

While I didn’t have the opportunity to speak directly to a historic interpreter about this, I was intrigued by the explanation posted on the website of Colonial Williamsburg (quoting Mr. Ken Treese, Manager of Interpretation and Professional Development for the Historic Area):

An Interpreter lives somewhere between the world of educator and Sherpa and his or her chief aim is to connect our audiences to the many meanings of an object, a story, an event or a place. Not unlike a language interpreter . . . a historic interpreter translates or reveals hidden meanings from our past and makes them relevant to our present.

An interpreter cooking (?) at a kitchen in Williamsburg

Indeed, that sounds very similar to what we do. What seems fascinating to me is that historic interpreters connect the past with the present, forging ties across time. We language interpreters connect those who speak different languages, creating ties across geography.

Historic interpreters at Colonial Williamsburg apparently receive training from the National Association for Interpretation (NAI). NAI’s membership seems to include individuals who work at parks and zoos as well, and not just those who work at historic sites. The former seems very similar to a type of language interpreter called interpreter guides, except it is presumably monolingual. Both types of interpreters are tied to specific geographic areas, welcoming visitors and providing local knowledge. The NAI website occasionally even refers to bilingual interpretation, further blurring the lines.

Etymology and Definitions

I’ve always wondered why language interpretation is called “interpretation.” The word “interpret” apparently came from the Latin word interpretari, which means to “explain.” While we language interpreters should seldom insert explanatory notes into what the original speaker said, this does capture the spirit of what we do, as we always seek to choose vocabulary that is not only accurate but also easy for the listener to understand. “Explain” also seems similar to the goals of historic interpreters and those at NAI. (Incidentally, historic interpreters also seem to fit another definition of “interpreter” that’s listed in the Oxford Learner’s Dictionaries: “a person who performs a piece of music or a role in a play in a way that clearly shows their ideas about its meaning.”)

By contrast, the word “translate” is related to the word “transfer.” Based on the image these words conjure (“explain” versus “transfer”), it seems to me that interpreters can show more of their individuality in their work compared to translators. The former works more directly with people (which requires flexibility to respond to unpredictable actions), while the latter focuses more on words that are fixed on a page (emphasizing accuracy and eloquence rather than quick thinking).

While I enjoy serving as both a language interpreter and a translator, I do feel that I get to be myself a bit more while interpreting. This is especially true while guiding visitors on the International Visitor Leadership Program or interpreting on stage for cultural events. But even conference interpretation, where we are in booths that are a bit removed from the action, seems somewhat personal. The International Association of Conference Interpreters (AIIC) explains that interpretation “makes use of particular linguistic resources, transmitting the original speaker’s ideas with their particular rhythm and intonation, making use of rhetorical devices and yes, even gestures.” Indeed, our ears are our most important asset when interpreting, but we also read lips and expressions. We empathize with the person we are interpreting and mimic their tone, sometimes involuntarily copying their body language. And we reproduce everything that we see and hear with our own voice, which is unique to each one of us.

Some young men were called upon to serve as language interpreters between Native Americans and settlers in 17th century Virginia, according to this panel at the Jamestown Settlement

Between historic interpreters and language interpreters, the difference is that the latter benefits from working with someone who is (in most cases) alive and present in real time, even if they happen to be on Zoom and physically located on the other side of the world. I have so much respect for historic interpreters, who must not only conduct substantial research on people who are long gone, but also fill in the gaps with their imagination and enact what they studied. I look forward to meeting and learning from more of these wonderful interpreters in the future.

The Momentum for Change

–Thoughts on the Black Lives Matter movement

Summary in Japanese (the full text in English continues below):

「変化を起こす力」

ワシントン近辺に住むアジア人として、今の自分に何ができるのか。同じマイノリティとして、いても立ってもいられないけれど、こんなに知識がない私に運動に参加する資格があるのか。答えが分からないまま、毎日のニュースに感じる悲しみや怒りや失望に関して、少しずつ書き溜めてきました。

一昨日、DC市長がホワイトハウス前の道の一部をBlack Lives Matterプラザと命名し、大きな文字で書き記しました。私もようやくポジティブな気持ちを取り戻すことができ、抗議に参加してきました。今後はもっと人の話を聞き、勉強して、制度的差別の状況をきちんと知りたいと思います。もう何年も黒人の方に対する警察の暴力が露呈しており、毎度抗議や暴動、大々的な報道があるのに、未だに繰り返されることが信じられません。今度こそ、これがモメンタムとなって、差別がなくなっていくことを切に願っています。

The DC flag at the end of the “Black Lives Matter” sign. This sign has definitely made me very proud of the city!*

The past ten days have brought so many emotions, it’s been hard to put them into words. Everyday, I seem to experience something different:

  • Shock that we are here again, with yet another incident of policy brutality against Black people. 
  • Utter embarrassment that an Asian officer just stood and watched. 
  • Shaken by the images and accounts of riots, especially from friends who experienced it. 
  • Outrage at looters and violent instigators who took advantage of this moment. 
  • Sadness for the restaurant workers who endured closures, as well as doctors who continued to help others through the pandemic–only to have their places destroyed. 
  • Relief in seeing the solidarity of communities that clean up together after the violence.
  • Heartened by how the BLM movement has spread worldwide. 
  • Frustration at the difficulty of conveying to Japan the many layers of this complicated issue.
  • Disbelief that the leader of our country tear-gassed peaceful protesters just so he could walk and make an empty gesture. 
  • Guilt that continued to grow each day–that I’m not doing anything as a minority, especially when I’m in DC.
  • Overwhelmed by the sheer volume of news, information, advice, and opinions.
  • Shame about my own ignorance and biased opinions.

. . . The list goes on and on. I’ve been writing little by little, and it has been hard to make it cohesive. But I think two things have really helped in recent days: things are finally starting to be peaceful and hopeful; and I got to take part in the protests. 

The storefront of Teaism, which was set on fire. Even after that, the co-owners have shown support for BLM. I’m sad remembering the many lunches and teas I’ve enjoyed here, including Japanese food like ochazuke. I am now even more motivated to frequent one of their stores again.

Responsibility as an Asian American 

One of the hardest things for me has been to figure out my role as a fellow minority who faces some racism, but whose experience is very different from Black people. 

I cannot even begin to imagine what it is like to face such oppression every single day. I have been a recipient of some discrimination or racial slurs, but have never been suspected of crimes or deemed dangerous simply because of the way I look. I often forget how much we benefit from civil rights movements and all the other efforts that Black people have made towards equality. We’ve received so much–but are not giving back enough. 

Biases

This has been a time for self-reflection as well. I grew up in Japan and in a state whose African American population is 2%. As a child, I did not know anything beyond what I read in classical literature; saw in television (Gordon from Sesame Street!), movies, or the news from the mainland; or learned through very limited personal interactions. This is simply an excuse, of course. After all, DC’s African American population is 46%. And at any point, including in college and as an adult, I could have made more of an effort to seek information and get to know more people. Have I clutched my bag tighter based on the appearance of strangers I’m passing by? Have I bombarded my patient Black friends with ignorant questions? Yes; I’m ashamed to say that I definitely have. I look forward to learning and improving through dialogue and resources (books, films, articles, videos) that have recently been circulating. 

With the current protests, I initially wondered if I am qualified to speak up. I wanted to say something in solidarity, but was embarrassed about my lack of knowledge and experience on this matter. But as an Asian woman, I have striven to promote diversity and equality, and decided that I should contribute in my own way.

Police Brutality

I learned about Rodney King in school, but did not realize until a few years ago–when Michael Brown, Freddie Gray, Philando Castile and many, many more became household names–that nothing has changed in almost 30 years. I am in disbelief that these incidents continue to happen, despite the protests, civil unrest, and wide media coverage–and that we tend to forget once something else replaces the headlines. (And as others have pointed out, these are only incidents that we know about.) 

Of course, the police needs to change, and I’m glad that’s beginning to happen. But those terrible police officers didn’t act the way they did just because they happen to be more violent. It starts with mindset, which is shaped by education, representation in media, cultural discourse, relationships, and more–so I think we are all responsible for changing things collectively, even if each step might be indirect and small.

I am hopeful that this time, things will be different. We all know nothing will change overnight. But what has been heartening is that, thanks to anyone being able to film and spread information quickly, we are now more vigilant than ever. I do believe that the protests had a hand in upgrading the crime of the first officer, as well as the arrest of the three other officers. And I am hopeful that this movement, now bigger than ever before, is leading to a cultural shift where individuals like me will commit to being more mindful of their words and actions regarding race.

The Center of Action

While the protests began in Minneapolis, DC is very much one of the focal points of this movement. Being here in this moment has been scary and fascinating at the same time. I luckily did not experience riots or heavy policing in the suburbs that I live in. But I was heartbroken to see that many of the buildings I’ve frequented in downtown DC are now destroyed. I’ve enjoyed many lunches at restaurants near the White House (which is a 15-minute walk from my former workplace), and felt especially sad that this happened when dine-in services had finally resumed the day before. I also remember my interactions with the kind doctors, pharmacists, and other staff at the urgent care center and CVS that were destroyed–these professionals risked their own health to continue working during the pandemic. I understand that lives are much more important than properties, and hear that this point had to be made physically because peaceful means were not effective enough. I simply wish we would not have to spread the sadness and anger like this. 

On the other hand, it has been wonderful to see the decisive action by the DC mayor to emblazon 16th Street with the sign “Black Lives Matter.” While there’s criticism that this is a publicity stunt against the White House and that real action is lacking, I do think that, in this moment, this sign is exactly what is needed. I felt that the street became a symbolic safe zone, and this gave me the courage to finally shake off the fear and hesitation I had in joining the protests. I just wanted to celebrate this happy occasion by standing there with my own two feet.

The wonderful man on the right kept singing and keeping people upbeat. This song was “Lean on Me,” and several people were dancing.

Facing Forward

Sure enough, when I visited yesterday, Black Lives Matter Plaza was the center of activities, be it chanting in front of St. John’s Episcopal Church or dancing and singing in front of the letters. While the boarded up buildings were stark reminders of the violence during the past week, the overall vibe was positive and encouraging.

Even three months ago, none of us could have imagined this surreal scenery: people dressed in surgical masks and black attire kneeling in front of a caged Lafeyette Park, surrounded by boarded storefronts and vandalism. It sounds apocalyptic, if not for the fact that we were all there because of hope for a better future. I have faith that this is a historical moment. One day, we’ll look back and say: this is when the tides finally began to change.

Kneeling in front of the fenced Lafayette Square (the tip of the Washington Monument can be seen in the distance). Some hands are raised in response to the chant, “Hands up, don’t shoot.”

*PS: I finished this blog post on a positive note last night and was getting ready to post it–but found out this morning that apparently someone defaced the DC flag at the end of the “Black Lives Matter” sign overnight, converting it into an equal symbol (=) that leads to the words “Defund the Police.” I’m very sad that someone used this powerful sign to promote their own view, stripping away the proud moment many of us felt about being in DC. It didn’t even last 48 hours.

PPS: Apparently DC authorities will not erase the “Defund the Police” message, but instead repaint the three stars so that it’s no longer an equal symbol. Perhaps this is again symbolic of the fact that we cannot be complacent with little victories; that this is a neverending fight; that there are divisions even among allies; and that dialogue must continue in every direction.

Inspired by global business leaders

–Interpreting for the Kansai Keizai Doyukai in DC and Cambridge

Last month, I had the opportunity to interpret for delegates from Kansai Keizai Doyukai (the Kansai Association of Corporate Executives), as they participated in their annual symposium at the Harvard Kennedy School. Every year, they participate in a one-day symposium in Cambridge with professors at the Kennedy School–and also visit another city (for this year, DC) to exchange views with opinion leaders. This was meaningful to me in many ways.

A view from the booth at Loeb House at the Kennedy School, prior to the symposium

Memorable reunions

First, the interpreter who was kind enough to bring me onto this project was someone I’ve admired for years. I met this interpreter more than ten years ago, when she trained many of us Japanese language contract interpreters at the State Department. We lost touch for a bit–but reunited about a year later in New York, where she was kind enough to give me a few jobs. I lost touch with her again after that (I left the country for a while, and by the time I returned, her old email address no longer worked). Then in 2017, I attended a dinner in DC as a USJC staff member–this dinner was with the Kansai Keizai Doyukai on their annual symposium trip, and accompanying them was the interpreter I had wanted to see for so long! It turned out she had worked with this group for decades. So I was really happy to get to work with her directly this year. She joined the Cambridge portion of the program, and from her and the other senior interpreters, I learned so much about the craft of interpreting, as well as next steps I could take in my career. 

One of the delegates was also a familiar face. She was a participant in a 2017 International Visitor Leadership Program themed on women’s empowerment. This is an annual program that Kankeiren (the Kansai Economic Federation) conducts with the State Department, and the 2017 delegation that I interpreted for visited Boston and LA. She was kind enough to bring me a gift from Japan: a cute stomach warmer (haramaki) with a kitty on it! I’ve never owned a haramaki so I’m very excited about it 🙂

The cute haramaki with a kitty!

Another nice aspect about this project was that the DC itinerary included a lunch with the U.S.-Japan Council President, Irene. It’s always nice to interpret for USJC, as it feels like bringing together different aspects of my life.  

U.S.-China relations and digital transformation

The DC portion was filled with meetings with thinktanks, and it was great to hear their opinions on the latest developments in U.S.-Japan relations and security in the Indo-Pacific, as well as the rapidly changing relationship between the United States and China. Many of the business leaders in the delegation have worked globally for years, and asked tough questions, often directly in English, about the U.S.’s current and future stance. 

In Cambridge, we took a tour of the Harvard Art Museum, a new, modern Renzo Piano structure uniting three older museums. Our group’s student tour guide did such a great job explaining about the works of Klimt, Picasso and more, that we went beyond the time limit with numerous questions and observations. 

The entrance to the Harvard Art Museum

With the symposium at the Kennedy School, half of the focus was on U.S.-China relations (I was amazed to have the opportunity to interpret for Professor Joseph Nye, whose work I’ve admired since college!). The other half was on the digital transformation of society. When a poll was conducted on how the symposium participants think digital technology will mean to humans 20 years from now, the results were fascinating: most of the Japanese delegates thought digital technology would be a “friend,” while most of the American professors thought it would be a “servant.” To this, symposium participants remarked that Japanese pop culture like Astro Boy and Doraemon might have played a role in shaping the mindset that robots are friendly–which is fascinating to me!

This year’s theme was about security and society in the digital age

I was very inspired by the business leaders who were not only engaged in their own communities and region (Kansai), but also participated in global, cross-sector discussions to shape the future of their companies. This was a really fun project, and I hope I’ll have the chance to work on it again in the coming years!

Community pride and regional exchange

–The sister-city relationship between Baltimore and Kawasaki

Interpreting at the MOU signing ceremony between the Mayor of Baltimore and the Kawasaki delegation (Photo courtesy of Baltimore City Hall)

During the six years I spent in Japan, I grew up and went to school in Ota-ku, a southwestern ward in Tokyo, and Yokohama. Both places neighbor the city of Kawasaki, an industrial city that I visited many times.

So I was honored to interpret for a delegation representing the city of Kawasaki when they visited Baltimore last month. They are sister cities celebrating the 40th anniversary of their relationship!

Sister City Relationship

At a lunch at local restaurant Ida B’s Table with members of the Baltimore-Kawasaki Sister City Committee. The committee members had very interesting life stories!

The Baltimore-Kawasaki Sister City Committee is led by two wonderful individuals who are very committed and active. I met them when I interpreted at the Baltimore Japan Art Festival a year ago–and they have kindly given me several interpreting opportunities since then (including this one!). Working alongside Kawasaki officials, they arranged these meetings during the delegations’ visit.

One of our meetings was with Baltimore Sister Cities, Inc., a nonprofit organization that brings together the representatives of seven cities around the world that have sister relationships with Baltimore. It was fascinating to hear about the Dutch city of Rotterdam and its exchanges with Baltimore on architecture and urban design; about Xiamen in China and its youth exchange programs with Baltimore; and Alexandria in Egypt, which is known for its ancient library and has a digital exchange program with students in Baltimore. The cities have varied connections and histories with Baltimore, but what was encouraging to me is that Baltimore Sister Cities was founded in 2016–showing that despite what’s going on in recent domestic policies in the U.S., the trend towards globalization (and especially regional collaboration) is only getting stronger!

Separately, Mayor Jack Young of Baltimore and the Chair of the Kawasaki City Council signed an MOU commemorating the 40th anniversary. (The mayor of Kawasaki had to withdraw from the delegation due to Typhoon Hagibis, which struck just a few days prior.) The Kawasaki side presented a gift: Japan’s famous wax food samples, made to resemble Chesapeake crabs and other regional delicacies! The mayor displayed it right outside his office.

The Kawasaki delegation admiring how Mayor Young displayed their gift, a wax food sample of Baltimore delicacies (Photo courtesy of Baltimore City Hall)

Urban Development in Baltimore

Another theme of this delegation’s visit was urban development. We heard from a local redevelopment company as well as various officials from the Baltimore City Hall working on Project CORE, which strives to improve housing and shared spaces. The most memorable part to me was when we visited neighborhoods and saw new recreational spaces created with the vision of local residents. One of those, Kirby Park, is a green space among new and old houses (some of them waiting to be demolished). The park featured not only new gardens, benches, and trees planted by local residents that very morning, but also a horseshoe pit, in a nod to tradition and history.

We also visited the Sagamore Pendry Hotel, which just opened two years ago. Originally a commercial pier that was built in 1914, the waterfront hotel offers modern interior design while retaining the brick structure, beams and other parts of the pier. There are also many elements that serve as a nod to Baltimore, like nautical and industrial decorations, as well as a mural of the national anthem (which refers to Fort McHenry in Baltimore). What was fascinating to me was that this renovation was done by Kevin Plank, the founder of Under Armor. Apparently, since establishing the company headquarters in Baltimore (he is from Maryland), he has worked to rebuild and invest in the community. These connections are shown in many ways: for example, hotel guests can use the Under Armor gym, which is located right across the water, for free (I can’t imagine riding the water taxi in gym clothes, though!).

The interior of the Sagamore Pendry Hotel. They told us that the arch was part of the original pier structure, and that the view looking out to the street is an homage to how Baltimore residents would sit on porches and interact with neighbors.

Urban Development in DC

The delegation also visited DC, where we heard about the Anacostia Waterfront Initiative from the DC Department of Transportation. A new bridge and park will not only connect Anacostia with the rest of the DC, but also strives to bring social equality among different communities by providing a space where they can interact, learn, and rest together.

We also visited places like the new DC United Audi Field, where we saw green infrastructure applied to the very wide sidewalks (accommodating huge crowds that would come see soccer games) around the stadium. Our last stop was The Wharf, where we admired the waterfront view, and heard from the firm that designed it about how it’s booming as a new neighborhood. 

A model of The Wharf

I learned so much about sister city ties, urban development, and most especially about local residents’ pride in their communities. This was such a fun project and I’m glad to have had a tiny role in it!

Satsuma Shochu and memories of Kagoshima

–Interpreting about shochu and remembering my grandfather

Mr. Hamada (right) speaking about Saigo Takamori (on the screen), the model for The Last Samurai

Last month, I had the chance to interpret another event with the Smithsonian, this time themed on Satsuma Shochu, a distilled drink (shochu) from Kagoshima prefecture. I was thrilled to be involved, since Kagoshima, the second most southern prefecture in Japan, has a very special place in my heart. But more on that later . . .

Satsuma, the land of the brave

The event featured five speakers, including restaurateurs (the founder of Daikaya restaurant, who I was starstruck to meet!) and beverage specialists who spoke about shochu, and Kagoshima natives who discussed the prefecture’s characteristics from various angles. I interpreted for Mr. Yuichiro Hamada, CEO of the Hamada Shuzo distillery and Chair of the Kagoshima Shochu Makers Association.

Audience members seemed enthused to learn about shochu, but Mr. Hamada made the topic even more accessible by talking about the movie The Last Samurai: the model of Katsumoto Moritsugu (played by Ken Watanabe) was Saigo Takamori, a renowned historical figure from Kagoshima. Mr. Hamada said that Saigo embodied the samurai spirit, bringing together warriors to oppose the new imperial Government of Japan by leading the Satsuma Rebellion (1877), the last civil war in Japan.

Even before this conflict, the Satsuma domain (as Kagoshima used to be called during the Edo period) had been unique. As a region, it recklessly went to war with Great Britain (1863). Mr. Hamada also talked about how, when Japan was closed off to any interaction with most countries, Satsuma disobeyed orders by sending several students to study abroad (1865) in London. In honor of this, one of Hamada Shuzo’s shochu brands is called “Kaido” (meaning “children of the sea”) and is in a red bottle–commemorating how, when the students embarked on their forbidden trip, no one could see them off at the port except for the red, setting sun.

The shochu “kaido” (in the red bottle) symbolizing the red sun

Shochu in practice

Mr. Hamada also talked about the culture of “daiyame”–a word that means to “stop being tired” in the Kagoshima dialect–and how people in Kagoshima get together to enjoy shochu with dinner and celebrate the end of the day. He also discussed his childhood growing up as a shochu maker, and the three distilleries his company owns. One of them is inside an old goldmine, and shochu made there uses a special kind of fungus called “gold koji” (koji are usually yellow, black or white). His staff uses the old mine carts to go back and forth in the long tunnel–and outside working hours, tourists are welcome to use those carts, too!

Creative takes on shochu

The list showcasing the local mixologists and chefs who presented shochu cocktails and dishes.

The following day, my friend and I attended a shochu-themed reception held in conjunction with the Smithsonian event. This reception, hosted by the Embassy of Japan, featured seven pairings of shochu cocktails and appetizers from bars and restaurants around DC. While I don’t usually drink, I couldn’t resist trying a pink shochu cocktail called “Cherry Blossom,” and a bottled yuzu shochu from Kagoshima. Both were so pretty and delicate, completely changing my view that shochu was a drink for older men. There are more than a dozen different kinds of shochu, including those using sweet potato, barley, and brown sugar, and I’ve heard that the tastes of those main ingredients really come through. So creating cocktails must be tricky–but this was just like a refreshing juice!

The light, gorgeous “cherry blossom” shochu cocktail

Memories of Kagoshima

Working with this event reminded me of my grandparents. When I was a child, my mother’s parents lived in Kagoshima City, and my father’s parents were in Sapporo. So whenever I visited Japan with my parents, we visited two completely different cities that were almost at the northern and southern ends of the country.

Hokkaido is beautiful, but lesser known Kagoshima is also very unique. The majestic volcano of Sakurajima, a symbol of the prefecture, is active and often spewing ash, which falls in whatever direction the wind blows. When I was a child, the ashes rained on Kagoshima City in the summer. When I once attended a local school in June and July (summer break begins later than in the U.S., so a lot of parents send their children to Japan during that time), my classmates and I were gray from head to toe, the ash sticking to our sweaty limbs as we ran around.

The majestic Sakurajima

My grandfather was in Kagoshima because he was the head of Kagoshima Bank. He was allocated a big house that had three bathrooms, a long hallway in which he liked to practice putting, and various treasures (including books, a huge tortoise shell that hung on the wall, and beautiful golden clocks with pendulums). He bought laser discs (which were cutting edge at the time), including several for me to watch when I visited, including The Dark Crystal and animated films.

And he loved to drink. My image of him will always be of him watching baseball with a glass of beer. But he also worked very hard. As a young man from Tokyo, he got into the top school at the time and entered the Bank of Japan. (I was horrified to hear from my mother later on that, the very day he was accepted at the Bank, his father said, “now we’re set for life” and actually quit his own day job!)

My mother notes that my grandfather worked so much because he wanted to give my grandmother the life she deserved. He dreamed of retiring and traveling with her. My grandmother had lived with and taken care of my grandfather’s parents, and raised three children (who added to her work by constantly adopting new pets from the streets!).

But he passed away before he could retire. I still remember when I was five years old, when he lifted his shirt and showed me the stitches on his stomach. He was beaming, proud of having survived cancer. But his illness came back, and he passed the following year. (I wrote a story about this in college.)

Even though my grandmother was originally from Tokyo, she continued to live in Kagoshima after that. She moved to a small apartment and continued to cook for herself, including laborious ceremonial dishes on New Year’s Day, and always served my grandfather at the butsudan (Buddhist altar) before taking her first bite. Whenever my mother visited Kagoshima with the intention to help, my grandmother insisted on hosting her as a guest, and they often argued on who should look after whom. For decades she remained active in her community, from golfing to chorus, to playing mahjong with friends. But she’s in her 90s now. Having survived a few cancers herself and lost some of her friends, she moved back to Tokyo a few months ago, to be closer to my mother and my uncle.

Now I have no family in Kagoshima. When my grandfather passed, he became someone that I could only recall from childhood memories and my mother’s stories. But now, more recent moments from Kagoshima–like Sakurajima’s ashes when we visited my grandmother in the summer, the local sweets that she continued to send to me over the years, as well as the stubborn but kind spirit of the local people–have also become bittersweet memories.

Those memories came rushing back to me with this Satsuma Shochu event. One speaker talked about the melancholic beauty of the ashes falling from Sakurajima, and it was wonderful and heartbreaking at the same time. Many see the ashes as a nuisance, and I didn’t know anyone else who thought they were pretty! Having been reminded of the history of the prefecture, I also felt proud to be connected to such a unique place. And when I told my mother about Mr. Hamada’s speech, she said that my grandfather enjoyed “daiyame,” and that he would’ve been thrilled to know that I was involved with this event.

A few weeks ago, I received a letter of thanks from Mr. Hamada. I was so touched that he took the time to write. And I realized that thanks to this job, I now know someone in Kagoshima again. I hope to one day ride those mine carts in his distillery and create new memories. Like those shochu cocktails, perhaps I can add some new lighthearted experiences to those strong memories of my youth, creating a swirl of unforgettable impressions of Kagoshima.

With the speakers of the event. Many, many thanks to the Embassy of Japan, Happi Enterprises and Daikaya for this opportunity!

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