<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19794712</id><updated>2011-05-02T13:16:58.628+09:00</updated><title type='text'>B and Y's Lucky Life</title><subtitle type='html'>A small glimpse into the life and adventures of Brady and the Yukster</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theyukster.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19794712/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theyukster.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>b-rady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16496762117412795619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>21</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19794712.post-5056209309006868664</id><published>2007-07-05T00:29:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2007-07-05T00:33:33.363+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Photos</title><content type='html'>We are back in Japan now.  I still want to comment on the rest of our trip in northern Bali, Eastern Bali and Lombok over the next few days.  But until then, here is a link to an album with the pictures that we took. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can check them out &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/bradyst/StarredPhotos"&gt;HERE &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="postbody"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19794712-5056209309006868664?l=theyukster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theyukster.blogspot.com/feeds/5056209309006868664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19794712&amp;postID=5056209309006868664' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19794712/posts/default/5056209309006868664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19794712/posts/default/5056209309006868664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theyukster.blogspot.com/2007/07/photos.html' title='Photos'/><author><name>b-rady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16496762117412795619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19794712.post-4111537236566235554</id><published>2007-07-05T00:28:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2007-07-05T00:29:52.226+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Ubud and around</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CotyyRzUojI/Rou85dey6BI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/AlCh35hkX8I/s1600-h/dsc01841.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CotyyRzUojI/Rou85dey6BI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/AlCh35hkX8I/s320/dsc01841.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083364299770095634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="postbody"&gt;On day 6 of our 3 week trip, we left the chaos of the Kuta beach area and headed for the "spiritual center" of Bali, Ubud. Ubud is to Bali like Kyoto is to Japan; if you want to get a good idea of Balinese culture, art, dance this is where you head. Much like Kyoto, it is also packed to the brim with tourists, and thus tourist services abound.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The morning of our departure from Kuta we found a website advertising "last minute" prices and snagged a room at classy, little hotel in a village just outside of Ubud. We awoke to the sound of running water every morning and watched the tranquil action (or lack of action...) on the rice fields that our balcony looked onto, over breakfast. A very chilled break from the hectic pace of touristy Kuta and the center of Ubud. Every day, ,rain or shine, one or two farmers were out in their rice fields, slowly tending their crop.....adjusting the flow of water between each field, hoeing the odd weed, and stopping to lean on their hoes as they stared at their rice crop. On the third morning,we decided to give our Indonesian a go and asked the nearest farmer how he was doing. Then we introduced ourselves in Indonesian...as that was the only other thing we knew how to say. He seemed rather impressed that we were able to pull two sentences out of my asses and seemingly thought we could engage in further conversation, to which I responded with a lot of "Ya, ya" and smiles having no idea what he was getting at. After a good natured laugh and a hearty smile, he returned to his farming duties and Yuki and I, to our coffee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the days we took in the town, visited art museums, fought off touts and stuffed ourselves on good food. In the evenings in Ubud we went to check out Balinese dance. All performances were accompanied by a orchestra of Balinese men in costume banging the hell out of metal and wood xylophone-like instruments called the "gamelan". At first, it sounds like there is little order or melody to their chaotic music, but once your ear gets used to it you can pick up the swaying rhythm of the music and follow the loud chaotic crescendos. The dance is rather spooky, with gorgeously dressed dancers performing a movement highlighted by finger movements, twittering of their heads and intense stares out towards the audience. The second night we saw the Kecak dance, where dancers performed a similar story, however their orchestra was instead 80 shirtless men sitting around in a circle using their voices in what can only be described as loud arranged "clucking" sounds, creating a melodic chanting of sorts. This is accompanied with swaying of their bodies and choreographed waving of their arms and fingers in a trance like dance. If you have ever watched the documentary "Baraca" you have seen it there. At the end of the performance, one brave dude goes into a trance, grabs a wooden horse head and much like Harry Potter on a broom, flies around the stage.......although he is running through and kicking up flaming hot coals in his bare feet to the rhythm of his buddies clucking away and urging him on. Quite the performance. At the end of it all, members of the audience are invited to sit on either side of the fire dancer and pose for pictures with him and his smoldering feet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After getting all cultured up, we took a bicycle tour of the surrounding villages, and rice fields. Luckily for us, the route was 95% downhill as we flew through little mountain villages, past countless temples and shrines, people giving offerings and past the tranquil, green landscape. Our tour included visiting a small plantation where we saw growing, harvesting and processing of coffee, cacao, ginger, rice and tropical fruits. On our tour were a pair of 60-something American ladies who were a force to keep up with and they blazed by Yuki and I on their bikes laughing as we braked to avoid running into the roosters and chickens the scared up. The tour finished off with a visit to the Ubud "Monkey Forest Sanctuary" where 4 clans of hysteric monkeys live on the protected grounds of a large Balinese temple. The rabid little bastards greedily eat fruit provided by tourists all day and fight viciously amongst themselves for food, territory and presumably the best shags. We saw more than one monkey nursing it's bleeding wounds along the side of the road after a spat over a banana. Yuki stepped up to show me who was "the man" by bravely placing several bananas on her lap to lure a ravenous little demon over to sit on her knees and tear in the the fruit. She later bragged to me that she could clearly feel the little monsters bum-hole resting on her hand as he sat there...... I had clearly missed out on the action.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19794712-4111537236566235554?l=theyukster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theyukster.blogspot.com/feeds/4111537236566235554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19794712&amp;postID=4111537236566235554' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19794712/posts/default/4111537236566235554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19794712/posts/default/4111537236566235554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theyukster.blogspot.com/2007/07/ubud-and-around.html' title='Ubud and around'/><author><name>b-rady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16496762117412795619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_CotyyRzUojI/Rou85dey6BI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/AlCh35hkX8I/s72-c/dsc01841.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19794712.post-6439757475612571955</id><published>2007-07-05T00:20:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2007-07-05T00:27:54.088+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Answers to a few questions</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_CotyyRzUojI/Rou8b9ey6AI/AAAAAAAAAbI/DaK3FF9BvNA/s1600-h/dsc01404.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_CotyyRzUojI/Rou8b9ey6AI/AAAAAAAAAbI/DaK3FF9BvNA/s320/dsc01404.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083363792963954690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some questions that my last post received on my frined Jason's website and my answer to the questions (more like my rant after a long day)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;From Jason:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" class="postbody"&gt;Hey Brady,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What kind of waves are you getting out there?   How hot is it? Any good pure vegetarian food?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, please post photos, especially of you know who (or e-mail them to me and I can upload them to the forum from here).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for posting and keep us updated,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jason&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="postbody"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;From Mike:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="postbody"&gt;Sounds good Brady- thanks for the update. I remember that constant haggling/pressure to buy and sell from my short residency in New Dehli. I didn`t find a way though to get out and take that pressure off- so it`s good you`ve been able to do so.&lt;br /&gt;Mike&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;My response &lt;/span&gt;(rant)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="postbody"&gt;Hi Guys,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for the comments. Sorry for the delay in gettting to the internet. Although there are internet terminals about, we haven't found the time to get to one since my last post. And now that we are at one, it is painfully slow!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First to answer a few questions.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The vegetrarian options here are fantastic compared to most places I have travelled. In the touristy places, there is always a section on the menu for vegetrarians consisting of Balanese dishes, Indonesian dishes and Western food. And then in the less touristy places, there are still lots of options. They use a lot of Tempe here and it is really fantastic. I have had it a few times in health food stores in Canada, but here you can really see how it is ment to be cooked. (Tempe is like a small thin brick of soyabeans and some other ingredents....it is denser than tofu and really absorbs flavors well. Quite filling and a great subsitute for meat in curries or fried with rice) They also us a lot of Tofu here in their dishes. Then there is the fresh fruit...papaya, pineapple, waterlmellon, pasionfruit, mangostein.....all fantastic and fresh. Fresh fruit juices, noodles, fried rice...the list goes on and on. And the best thing is the price. You can have a meal and a drink at an indoesian place for $3, or you can go to a nicer touristy place and have an excellent meal in a really nice restaurant for $5 to $10. So we have been doing well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the constant hassles for sellers and touts.....yeah it is relentless actually. It is a constant hassle really and we are getting a bit worn out from it. I mean I understand the situtation here.... The main income here is tourism and now then there are less tourists here since the terrorist attacks, and people really depend on the income they can get from tourists...and quite possibly they have been out on the beach trying to sell things all day and you are the first person who they have gotten to look at their stuff....or you are the only couple in the hotel.......BUT you start to realize that all the people that are nice and friendly are really lovely to you just want to find a way to part you with your money. Not by stealing or cheating you....altough if you paid the first price they offer you it would be cheating you. It is everywhere......at your hotel they are offering you tours and transport to other places and trying to get you to book tours with them. (Except at the first 4 star resort we stayed at...they just let us be there) On the street, it is impossible to go anywhere without getting hassled. (As I type, there is a guy trying to get Yuki to buy a necklace from her in our internet cafe....) People will ask you questions and start talking to you and then the sales pitch comes. And we find that they strech the truth a lot to get you to buy from them, and that makes us suspicious. To get from place to place the best way is to hire a driver for the day to take you in his car and you always have to negotiate. In a way it is a bit fun trying to get them down to a good price, but sometimes it is a real hassle. We try to not make this the thing we talk about the most.....or write about in these type of messages to friends back home, but it is such a big part of the tourist experience here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I really enjoy the times when we are in a place that is not so touristy......and we can talk to local people here without knowing that they are looking to part you with your money. People here are really, really nice and friendly....even if they are trying to sell you something they are never rude and have a great sense of humour even if you don't buy anything from them, but it is so nice just to talk to people when they are not on the sell. Some places we have had luck with that is meeting people at temples, or on public transport when they are passengers, or talking to the restaurant staff. We also went to a coupld of places that are popular with Balinese tourists, but not so popular with foreign tourists and have found that people are just really curious about you and freindly and want to find out what you think of their country. So those times are really nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have gone on about that far too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have seen a lot of really exciting stuff and had some great experiences in here that I want to write about, but I will have to leave that to another post as I have been here to long and the beach is calling. We are in a chillout type of beach resort on Lombok, another island in Indonesia and I hope I can find time to explain what we have been up to this evening.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" class="postbody"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19794712-6439757475612571955?l=theyukster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theyukster.blogspot.com/feeds/6439757475612571955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19794712&amp;postID=6439757475612571955' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19794712/posts/default/6439757475612571955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19794712/posts/default/6439757475612571955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theyukster.blogspot.com/2007/07/answers-to-few-questions.html' title='Answers to a few questions'/><author><name>b-rady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16496762117412795619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_CotyyRzUojI/Rou8b9ey6AI/AAAAAAAAAbI/DaK3FF9BvNA/s72-c/dsc01404.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19794712.post-2193794075916457999</id><published>2007-06-19T22:35:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2007-07-05T00:20:08.768+09:00</updated><title type='text'>5 days in Southern Bali</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_CotyyRzUojI/Rou6j9ey5_I/AAAAAAAAAbA/hJWm6lxFtzg/s1600-h/dsc01481.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_CotyyRzUojI/Rou6j9ey5_I/AAAAAAAAAbA/hJWm6lxFtzg/s320/dsc01481.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083361731379652594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been forever since I posted something on this blog......over a year..  Shame, shame shame...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This will have to be quick.  Here is a recap of what we have been up to in Bali..  Pictures to come later when I have more time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow!  Bali is everything it is said to be...... amazingly friendly people, stunning beaches lined with palm trees, fantastic food, shitloads of young Aussie tourists roaming about, everybody and their dog trying to sell you something or give you a lift somewhere or drag you into their store selling the same junk everyone else is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Depending on where you go in southern Bali, you can have the most relaxed, chilled-out time watching the sunset from the beach as you listen to the waves gently crash in front of you and feel the cool breeze on your face...... to being aggressively overloaded on all the senses.....car fumes, traffic noise, 5 people a minute trying to get your attention to sell you something and oppressive heat all blasting down on you as you try to manage your way along a crowed street without stepping through a gaping hole in the sidewalk or on a rabid dog sleeping on the street.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our trip has been a good mixture of both.  Yuki rocked with picking out the tour from a Japanese travel agent and got us 6 nights at a 4 star, swankster beach resort in the quieter place of southern Bali.  Far more space and luxury than we needed, but it is nice to be truly pampered once in a while.&lt;br /&gt;Days have generally followed the following pattern:&lt;br /&gt;-up early for 2 hours of yoga.&lt;br /&gt;-fill our faces with fresh fruit at breakfast&lt;br /&gt;-walk 200 meters to the beach and rent a surfboard....try not to get killed or look like too much of an ass.&lt;br /&gt;-fend off friendly, but relentless peddlers of goods and services while trying to relax on the beach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some highlights of our trip over the first 5 days have been&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-People:  Balinese people are just so damn happy!!  Always smiling, and eager to find out where you are from and what your plans are here in Bali.  People at the hotel are happy to stop what they are doing to have a chat about whatever comes to mind.  Small talk, get some travel advice, find out about the culture.  Although they are working long hours it is at a very slow and relaxed pace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Crashing an AA party- Yuki and I ordered a couple of beers in a crowded bar full of seasoned traveler and I tried to strike up a conversation with the dude at the next table.  He didn't really seem interested in talking much. Later everyone went up stairs and left Yuki and I there with our tall, frosty beers.  We then saw a posting that on that night it was the local AA meeting and all the people we were drinking around were recovering alcoholics waiting to go upstairs to start their meeting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Balinese religion / culture: Every building has a small shine...the local people make small bamboo offerings to it throughout the day.  There are loads of statues of Hindu gods on the corner of every building.  Our hotel must have 50 of them.   People pick fresh flowers and put them on the statues every morning.  People here live their lives with their beliefs always in their minds....it is really apart of their lives in every way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-SPA.....for Yuki anyways..... 5 hours of Spa treatment for 10,000yen.  Ayuvedic treatment, hot stone massage, Essential oil bath.....all sorts of womenly pampering.  I spend the day walking around polluted streets fending off dogs and street merchants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These first 5 days have been about getting our bearings and kicking back and relaxing on the beach....doing yoga and surfing.  Next we are off to the spiritual center of Ubud, up in the mountains.  Hope to do some trekking in the mountains and rice fields and see some dances and cultural shows while we are there...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19794712-2193794075916457999?l=theyukster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theyukster.blogspot.com/feeds/2193794075916457999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19794712&amp;postID=2193794075916457999' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19794712/posts/default/2193794075916457999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19794712/posts/default/2193794075916457999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theyukster.blogspot.com/2007/06/5-days-in-southern-bali.html' title='5 days in Southern Bali'/><author><name>b-rady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16496762117412795619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_CotyyRzUojI/Rou6j9ey5_I/AAAAAAAAAbA/hJWm6lxFtzg/s72-c/dsc01481.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19794712.post-114870016183358720</id><published>2006-05-27T12:12:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2006-05-27T12:22:41.840+09:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6443/1966/640/P5201975.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6443/1966/320/P5201975.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  Here is picture of the rianbow that appeared in the sky last weekend.  Mike, Jason and I were on my roof enjoying the view when we saw it.  There was actually a double rainbow, with another lighter rianbow on the other side of the tower, but by the time we'd gotten our camera, we'd missed it, so you'll have to take my word for it.   Mike and Jason were in Fujisawa along with the rest of the Ultimate crew for a Beach Ultimate Tournament that our Frisbee group participated in under the name "the Big One"  We won a trophy and all got increadibly sun-burnt.  A good time was had by all in the end.  You can check out Jason's photos from the even and see the madness at  &lt;a href="http://www.jasoncollin.org/ultimate/ebashicup2006/"&gt;http://www.jasoncollin.org/ultimate/ebashicup2006/&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19794712-114870016183358720?l=theyukster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theyukster.blogspot.com/feeds/114870016183358720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19794712&amp;postID=114870016183358720' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19794712/posts/default/114870016183358720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19794712/posts/default/114870016183358720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theyukster.blogspot.com/2006/05/here-is-picture-of-rianbow-that.html' title=''/><author><name>b-rady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16496762117412795619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19794712.post-114796080719464699</id><published>2006-05-18T22:58:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2006-05-18T23:03:11.313+09:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6443/1966/640/IMG_2344.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6443/1966/320/IMG_2344.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19794712-114796080719464699?l=theyukster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theyukster.blogspot.com/feeds/114796080719464699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19794712&amp;postID=114796080719464699' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19794712/posts/default/114796080719464699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19794712/posts/default/114796080719464699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theyukster.blogspot.com/2006/05/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>b-rady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16496762117412795619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19794712.post-114796030733505490</id><published>2006-05-18T22:44:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2006-05-18T22:51:47.343+09:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6443/1966/640/CIMG1620.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6443/1966/320/CIMG1620.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Japanese tourists look on as my Mom engages a Buddist monk by giving her offerings near Kyomizudera temple in Kyoto.  Mom did her best to return the monk's bow but later reported that the monk had been saying something that continued on for quite a while and she didn't know if she should stay and listen or how to respond.  We found out that the monk was only chanting her sutras continuously as my mother approached her to offer her donation.&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19794712-114796030733505490?l=theyukster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theyukster.blogspot.com/feeds/114796030733505490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19794712&amp;postID=114796030733505490' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19794712/posts/default/114796030733505490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19794712/posts/default/114796030733505490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theyukster.blogspot.com/2006/05/japanese-tourists-look-on-as-my-mom.html' title=''/><author><name>b-rady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16496762117412795619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19794712.post-114795961238603473</id><published>2006-05-18T22:28:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2006-05-18T22:40:12.393+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Ripples in the Sand</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6443/1966/640/CIMG1554.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6443/1966/320/CIMG1554.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;The simplicity of the rock garden in Nanzen-ji, Kyoto leaves me calm and contemplative.  This would be the perfect place to come and take up a serious study of Zen buddism, except for the hoards of tourists that come marching through every day.  Maybe it is just my romanticized ideas of what the life of a Zen monk at this temple must be like.  This picture was taken during my second trip to Kyoto.  The garden was just as I had remembered it and it didn't fail to impress me again with it's simplicity and minimalist design.&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19794712-114795961238603473?l=theyukster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theyukster.blogspot.com/feeds/114795961238603473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19794712&amp;postID=114795961238603473' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19794712/posts/default/114795961238603473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19794712/posts/default/114795961238603473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theyukster.blogspot.com/2006/05/ripples-in-sand.html' title='Ripples in the Sand'/><author><name>b-rady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16496762117412795619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19794712.post-114661570759516772</id><published>2006-05-03T09:01:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2006-05-03T09:21:47.613+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Rock Stars</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6443/1966/640/Mom%20and%20Dad%27s%20trip%20to%20Japan%20-%20Day%202%20Ueno%20044.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6443/1966/320/Mom%20and%20Dad%27s%20trip%20to%20Japan%20-%20Day%202%20Ueno%20044.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;My parents are visiting in Japan right now, and we have been having a grand time!  Yesterday we met up with friends Tetsu (Austin Powers), and Yuko for Okonomiyaki, which is a style of Japanes pizza or pancake....well not really like either, but that is kinda what it looks like.   And afterwards, we took the two karaoke virgins off to the local karaoke joint to belt out  a few classic hits.  And did they take to it like fish to water, like birds to the sky, like a beaver to a pond with lots of sticks....&lt;br /&gt;In the small confides of that little room, as the echo was turned up and the disco lights ignighted, all inhibitions evaporated.  Dad belted out classics from Johnny Cash, the Eagles and even dipped into the 80's with a little Culture Club.  Mom hit success with the Carpenters and brought Dad in for a Elvis melody or two.  History was made when Mom and Dad discovered KARAOKE!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19794712-114661570759516772?l=theyukster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theyukster.blogspot.com/feeds/114661570759516772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19794712&amp;postID=114661570759516772' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19794712/posts/default/114661570759516772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19794712/posts/default/114661570759516772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theyukster.blogspot.com/2006/05/rock-stars.html' title='Rock Stars'/><author><name>b-rady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16496762117412795619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19794712.post-114627265059606334</id><published>2006-04-29T09:31:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2006-05-18T10:41:37.736+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Mr. and Mrs. Strachan!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6443/1966/1600/IV2V0129.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6443/1966/400/IV2V0129.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aloha!!  We haven't updated this blog for a while, and that is mainly because we were busy getting ready for our trip to Hawaii to get married.  Well we are here in Hawaii right now and already married.   This picture proves it.  We went for a casual beach wedding....not too casual though as you can see that I'm not wearing an Aloha shirt and Yuki isn't in a bikini.  (Our parents, who are not in this picture, are dressed as such so as too keep things casual...jj.)  Our wedding was on April 25th on a beautiful beach with fantastic weather. We were married by Rev. Mike Nelson who did an excellent job of conduting the service in both English and Japanese.   My parents, Yuki's parents, her brother Nobuyuki, Shaelyn and Casey and my Uncle Charlie and Aunt Bonnie were there to witness the event, as were a few sun-tanned onlookeers and their dogs.  Everyone (excluding the beach bums) packed into a long stretch limo and we toasted our marrige with champaine on the way back from the beach. We booked everything through the wedding planners at www.ahawaiiwedding.com.  They did a very professional job  and we are anxiously awaiting our photos, which we will post a link on this blog to at that time. (the one above is a sample....as it says)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had our wedding reception at a very nice, classy restaurant called Aaron's atop of the Ala Moana hotel.  The food, service and view were as fantastic as we had hoped.  We continued our little trip into the world of luxury with a small honeymoon at the secluded Turtle Bay Resort on the north shore of Oahu, Hawaii.  (www.turtlebayresort.com) And what a place this is!  They up-graded us to the delux suite upon finding out that it was our honeymoon.  A nice touch at a place that was already a relm of luxery that we hadn't experienced before.  Yuki and I have spent the last few days snorkelling, relaxing in our room and by the pool and as few attempts at surfing the waves beside the resort.  (Unfortunately the swell was pretty low, and there weren't much for waves.  But we were both just happy to be out there in that clear blue water on a board)  In the evening we feasted on fresh fish and seafood while listening to the waves crash on the show at the romantic restaurants on the resort.  The food on this island is amazing!! Nothing against Japanese cooking, but I haven never tasted fish cooked so well before.   With all the above, and waking up to the sound of the waves crashing on the shore right ourside our door, I really don't think I can leave this place...............&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19794712-114627265059606334?l=theyukster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theyukster.blogspot.com/feeds/114627265059606334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19794712&amp;postID=114627265059606334' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19794712/posts/default/114627265059606334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19794712/posts/default/114627265059606334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theyukster.blogspot.com/2006/04/mr-and-mrs-strachan.html' title='Mr. and Mrs. Strachan!!!'/><author><name>b-rady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16496762117412795619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19794712.post-113919877478574883</id><published>2006-02-06T12:46:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2006-02-06T13:20:55.623+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Kamakura Revisited</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6443/1966/640/CIMG0788.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; WIDTH: 353px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 258px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="283" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6443/1966/320/CIMG0788.jpg" width="370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We revisited Kamakura a few weeks ago. We started out a bit late, so this time we took the most direct route and arrived at Kita-Kamakura in about 15 minutes. It is only 2 train stops from our apartment. Kita-Kamakura (North Kamakura) is the place where most of the extravagant Zen Temples are located. We chose two locations to see on that day, with one of them being the largest and most important Zen Temple in Kamakura, and the oldest Zen training monastery in Japan, Kencho-ji Temple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once through the temple's main gates, one notices a feeling of stillness and tranquility that set in. It may just be the simple fact that the walk to the temple is along a very busy road that allows little pedestrian space and is crammed next to the main road with cars and trucks flying by only a few feet from where we walk. However once you enter the temple grounds and walk away from the enterance, the sound of the traffic dies out and the images of the congested street are replaced by the tranquil magnificance of the Buddist Halls and accompanying gardens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The above picture is of the front rock garden in the court yard of the Main Hall (Hojo) I hope the meticulous appearence of the court yard captures the tranquility of the temple grounds. &lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; moz-background-clip: initial; moz-background-origin: initial; moz-background-inline-policy: initial" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19794712-113919877478574883?l=theyukster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theyukster.blogspot.com/feeds/113919877478574883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19794712&amp;postID=113919877478574883' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19794712/posts/default/113919877478574883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19794712/posts/default/113919877478574883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theyukster.blogspot.com/2006/02/kamakura-revisited.html' title='Kamakura Revisited'/><author><name>b-rady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16496762117412795619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19794712.post-113919341898252540</id><published>2006-02-06T10:52:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2006-02-06T11:36:59.003+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Setsubun - The Bean Throwing Festival</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6443/1966/640/setsubun2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6443/1966/320/setsubun2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;February 3rd was Setsubun or the "Bean Throwing Festival" in Japan.  It is held on the day before spring (on the Lunar New Year). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On this day, people buy roasted soy beans and throw them out the front door to ward off evil spirits.  There are some rules to this about having the correct number of beans, usually equal to the thrower's age, and you have to chant &lt;em&gt;"Oni wa soto! Fuku wa uchi!", &lt;/em&gt;which is translated as "Demons out! Luck in!".  Often the father of the house will dress up as a devil and the children will pelt him with beans driving him and his evil ways away.  How luck rushes into the house at this time, I am not entirely sure.  Everyone then is allowed to eat the same number of beans as their age, plus one.  (I didn't know this and ate quite a few...they are tasty you see.  I am not sure what to expect in forms of luck...maybe a shed-load of luck for me!!) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are also celebrations at Shrines and Temples where people throw beans and pray for good luck.  Some people go as far as hanging holy leaves or dead fish heads at the enterence of their house to ward off evil, and undoutedly everyone else in the neighborhood!  Most likely the luck they attract will be in the form of stray cats (which are bringers of good luck) attracted to the fish heads, but this is only my observation.  Yuki was quick to point out that she has never seen this, so please don't get the idea that everyone is doing strange things with fish heads in Japan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luckily for us, no one in our apartment building hung dead fish heads at the enterence of their flat.  We did find soya beans scattered in the hall and even threw a few there ourselves.  Yuki told me that we had to do this at each possible entry point so we ran around to the windows, threw dried beans and told the devil where to go. (I am expecting a good crop of soya plants come summer....and just outside my window!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another interesting custom on this day is to eat a massive.....really massive sushi maki.  A sushi maki is along cylinder sushi.  Green nori seaweed paper on the outside, followed by rice and various fillings in the center.  The ones I picked up from the convience store on my way home were filled with cooked sweet egg, tuna, pickles and cucumber.  We weren't allowed to cut these big makis up in the way that one normally eats maki.  Instead we ate them in big bites facing south - south/east, as this was the lucky direction.  Having no compass in our flat, it was an estimated south-south/east and I hope we haven't called upon the demons in the river below in our incorrect sushi-eating.  Just in case, I am armed with beans and will be sure to send them back!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19794712-113919341898252540?l=theyukster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theyukster.blogspot.com/feeds/113919341898252540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19794712&amp;postID=113919341898252540' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19794712/posts/default/113919341898252540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19794712/posts/default/113919341898252540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theyukster.blogspot.com/2006/02/setsubun-bean-throwing-festival.html' title='Setsubun - The Bean Throwing Festival'/><author><name>b-rady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16496762117412795619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19794712.post-113793930207758355</id><published>2006-01-22T22:42:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2006-01-22T23:15:02.090+09:00</updated><title type='text'>ULTIMAAAATEEEEEEE!!!! (in the snow)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6443/1966/640/CIMG0823.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6443/1966/320/CIMG0823.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A fresh blanket of snow brings out the kid in even the most mature and sensible adult.  For those of us that have reached the age of adulthood but who don't see themselves in that role (but rather fighting that label every step of the way) a fresh layer of snow is a chance to let that genki, little kid enthusiasm shine even brighter and prove that their youthful energy reigns supreme no matter their biological age.  The 8 members of my Ulitimate Frisbee squad that braved the cold and came out to play in the 3 inches of snow that had fallen the day before certainly fall into the second group of people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And what a day for Ultimate it was!!  Bright blue sky, a balmy 6.C.  Those who opted to stay in the comforts of their warm apartments didn't know what they were missing!!  To add to the fun, I recruited a small posse of Elementary school kids who were enjoying the afternoon out in the snow and invited them to throw a frisbee with me while the other members of my team were warming up.  Being a sporty bunch, they took to it like a fish to water....a bird to the sky......a seal to ice and snow!!  It was a day of Ultimate to be remembered.....some classic layouts along the slippery, forgiving ground and sporatic snowball fights that broke out after every point.  It was hard tell the adults from the kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While I was subbing out, I drew upon my experience own childhood and crafted a proper snowman (complete with thorax).  The hardest part was lifting that damn heavy thorax into place. The above picture commerates our day of fun in the snow (they only come like this once every 5 years in Tokyo!!) Let it snow, let it snow, let it snow!&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19794712-113793930207758355?l=theyukster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theyukster.blogspot.com/feeds/113793930207758355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19794712&amp;postID=113793930207758355' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19794712/posts/default/113793930207758355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19794712/posts/default/113793930207758355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theyukster.blogspot.com/2006/01/ultimaaaateeeeeee-in-snow.html' title='ULTIMAAAATEEEEEEE!!!! (in the snow)'/><author><name>b-rady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16496762117412795619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19794712.post-113729473823348813</id><published>2006-01-15T11:58:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2006-01-22T11:54:12.216+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcoming in the New Year</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; WIDTH: 311px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 261px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="256" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6443/1966/320/CIMG0716.jpg" width="322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(This is a bit late coming, so I appologize for that.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent my New Years holidays at the Yoshimatsu household in Yokohama. Yuki's family welcomed me into their home to celebrate the New Year with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a picture of Yuki's family on New Years morning as they pray to their ancestors by reciting Buddhist chants to the family shrine in their sitting room. This important event did not take place without some laughter and giggling from the children of the family...the grown up children Yuki and her brother Nobu. Although this is a yearly event, apparently they are not terribly familiar with the meaning of the chants that they were reciting and kept having to ask eachother what line they were on. Apparently this is a yearly occurance and Yuki's father has grown tired of stopping to scold them and tell them to take the ritual more seriously, The recital continued smoothly with Yuki's dad leading the way. &lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; moz-background-clip: initial; moz-background-origin: initial; moz-background-inline-policy: initial" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19794712-113729473823348813?l=theyukster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theyukster.blogspot.com/feeds/113729473823348813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19794712&amp;postID=113729473823348813' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19794712/posts/default/113729473823348813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19794712/posts/default/113729473823348813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theyukster.blogspot.com/2006/01/welcoming-in-new-year.html' title='Welcoming in the New Year'/><author><name>b-rady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16496762117412795619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19794712.post-113663337650787663</id><published>2006-01-07T20:11:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2006-01-26T23:27:46.880+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Austin Powers mitai ne!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6443/1966/640/CIMG5401.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="228" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6443/1966/320/CIMG5401.jpg" width="308" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a picture of my best Japanese friend Tetsuhiro Muranaka.... Please call him Tetsu. I call him T. He is a good man, a good freind and the closest thing to a Japanese Austin Powers that you will ever meet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I met Tetsu on my first day of work at the first Language school that I taught at. I was standing in the loby of the school checking out my new workplace when T came out of his class, entered the lobby and looked at me and said. You must be the new teacher...and started to laugh. We had a chat and later got to know each other. Tetsu took me out to meet many people...mainly Japanese ladies at Japanese singles parties called 'konpa' or 'gokon', which is a party where one man and a woman invite an equal number of friends (guys bring their buddies, and girls bring lots of ladies)and everyone goes out for dinner, drinking and karaoke or something like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In that way I met a lot of people and my Japanese inproved a lot. Now, I don't go to these parties anymore,(and my Japanese is not improving as a result) but I still meet Tetsu and it is always a funny time, as you can imagine if you had Austin Powers as your best friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;brady &lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; moz-background-clip: initial; moz-background-origin: initial; moz-background-inline-policy: initial" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19794712-113663337650787663?l=theyukster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theyukster.blogspot.com/feeds/113663337650787663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19794712&amp;postID=113663337650787663' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19794712/posts/default/113663337650787663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19794712/posts/default/113663337650787663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theyukster.blogspot.com/2006/01/austin-powers-mitai-ne.html' title='Austin Powers mitai ne!!'/><author><name>b-rady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16496762117412795619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19794712.post-113499789914104476</id><published>2005-12-19T21:58:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2006-01-26T23:27:12.240+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Fuji-san at dusk</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6443/1966/640/CIMG0663.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="217" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6443/1966/320/CIMG0663.jpg" width="306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a shot of Mt. Fuji from our balcony at dusk as the sun lit the sky with a reddish glow. Since we moved to our new flat near the ocean, we have been blessed with wonderful views of Fuji every morning. Autumn and winter are really the only times that one can catch a glimps of the lonely giant dominating the landscape. The humidity in the spring and summer reduce visibility considerably and Fuji-san cannot be seen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I first came to Japan, I thought that I would only need to look towards the east, and the magestic peak would be hovering in the distance at all times. But one quickly learns that seeing Fuji-san is a rare treat, as Japan is blanketed by a haze of humidity for most of the year. On the few occasions that the mountain does show itself in the clear blue sky, people stop in their track upon seeing it and marvel in its breath-taking beauty.&lt;br /&gt;BRADY&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; moz-background-clip: initial; moz-background-origin: initial; moz-background-inline-policy: initial" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19794712-113499789914104476?l=theyukster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theyukster.blogspot.com/feeds/113499789914104476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19794712&amp;postID=113499789914104476' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19794712/posts/default/113499789914104476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19794712/posts/default/113499789914104476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theyukster.blogspot.com/2005/12/fuji-san-at-dusk.html' title='Fuji-san at dusk'/><author><name>b-rady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16496762117412795619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19794712.post-113497038421444385</id><published>2005-12-19T13:29:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2006-01-26T23:28:26.486+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Odawara castle</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6443/1966/640/VFSH0005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="307" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6443/1966/320/VFSH0005.jpg" width="221" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a picture of me standing in front of Odawara castle in late November. I've heard of the name of the castle since I was little, but I'd never really seen it till the day I visited there last month with Brady. Haven't seen too many Japanese castles, but I thoght it was a quite modest smallish castle. It was burnt down a couple of times during battles by fire so it kept having to be rebuilt over the years until it reached it's present form. the inside of the four story castle is like an exhibition hall now. They show all the old stuff related to the castle and battles the castle had gone through such as swords, armour and arrows. It was kinda scary imagining thoses things were actually used in the batlles and possibly coverded with blood then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The view from the top balcony of the castle was great! We could see beautiful layers of mountains and the sea. It was only about a 25 munite train ride from our local station. It's amazing how the place made me feel as if we traveled far to reach the old historical city surounded by rich nature. Surrounded by beautiful view is a busy motor road with many of modern buldings along side. Probablly the view of the sea was pretty much the same to the one the Shogun of the castle appreciated in the past. It was intersting wondering how he would react if he timetraveled to the present to see the modern developed and busy site around his castle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Around the castle is a large park where we found a little zoo with a poor lonely elephant, monkeys and other little animals. It is a funny combination... the castle and the zoo, the latter being absolutely unneccessary to be there but we enjoyed walking around the park breathing in the fresh air filled with the beautifully coloured yellow, orange and red leaves on trees there and checking out the rather bored looking quiet animals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all it was an interesting day out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yuki &lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; moz-background-clip: initial; moz-background-origin: initial; moz-background-inline-policy: initial" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19794712-113497038421444385?l=theyukster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theyukster.blogspot.com/feeds/113497038421444385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19794712&amp;postID=113497038421444385' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19794712/posts/default/113497038421444385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19794712/posts/default/113497038421444385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theyukster.blogspot.com/2005/12/odawara-castle.html' title='Odawara castle'/><author><name>b-rady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16496762117412795619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19794712.post-113448826558808360</id><published>2005-12-14T00:00:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2006-01-26T23:33:23.510+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Tokyo Tower</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6443/1966/640/CIMG0609.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; WIDTH: 230px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 340px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="359" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6443/1966/320/CIMG0609.jpg" width="243" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once a week I get up ridiculously early and take the train into the center of Tokyo to teach a Business English to a group of young professionals. What makes it all worth it is that the class is located on the 47th floor of the Mori Tower in the newly constructed business and shopping "mini-city" called &lt;a href="http://www.roppongihills.com/en/"&gt;Roppongi Hills&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;a href="http://www.roppongihills.com/en/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;At 9:00am I am finished my class and I can remain on the 47th floor in the cafe / lounge and take in the stunning pannoramic views of Tokyo. If the weather is fine, you can see Tokyo spreading out into other adjoining cities for hundreds of miles in all directions. Today was one such day. On one side, a snow covered Mt. Fuji could be seen resting calmly in the distance. One the other the exciting developments of Tokyo and all the uncountable number of skyscrapers of all shapes and sizes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I snapped this picture of &lt;a href="http://www.tokyotower.co.jp/2005/web/eng"&gt;Tokyo Tower,&lt;/a&gt; which is the highlight of the Tokyo cityscape. At 333meters, it is 13meters taller than it's older brother the Eiffel Tower, and a little more flamboyant with it's bold red body and white stripes. When I first saw it I couldn't help thinking that it was a rip-off of the Eiffel Tower, and thus only an immitator. However the big red giant has grown on me and I now look forward to gatching a glimpse of it every chance I get.&lt;br /&gt;BRADY &lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; moz-background-clip: initial; moz-background-origin: initial; moz-background-inline-policy: initial" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19794712-113448826558808360?l=theyukster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theyukster.blogspot.com/feeds/113448826558808360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19794712&amp;postID=113448826558808360' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19794712/posts/default/113448826558808360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19794712/posts/default/113448826558808360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theyukster.blogspot.com/2005/12/tokyo-tower.html' title='Tokyo Tower'/><author><name>b-rady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16496762117412795619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19794712.post-113439124070009797</id><published>2005-12-12T21:22:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2006-01-26T23:56:52.940+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Check out this big fella!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6443/1966/320/CIMG0570.jpg" border="0" target="ext" href="http://picasa.google.com/" /&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; moz-background-clip: initial; moz-background-origin: initial; moz-background-inline-policy: initial" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a picture or the Amida Buddha in the Kotokuin Temple in Kamakura.  The statue was originally cast in bronze in 1252 and was originally housed in a temple, but this was washed away by a tsunami in 1498.  Since then the big guy has stood out in the open air.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is a sight to behold as you round the courner and suddenly see this big medatative giant nestled in amongst the trees and hills surrounding it.  The most supprising thing is that for a mere 20yen (that's about 20 cents Canadian) you can go in through a small door and enter the hollow huddha statue.   In this way, one can become "one with the Buddha" without isolating one'self to a cave in Nepal for 20 years of meditation.  That is the best thing...possible the only thing I have droped 20 yen on so far.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19794712-113439124070009797?l=theyukster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theyukster.blogspot.com/feeds/113439124070009797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19794712&amp;postID=113439124070009797' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19794712/posts/default/113439124070009797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19794712/posts/default/113439124070009797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theyukster.blogspot.com/2005/12/check-out-this-big-fella.html' title='Check out this big fella!!'/><author><name>b-rady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16496762117412795619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19794712.post-113439013890655524</id><published>2005-12-12T21:07:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2006-01-26T23:35:59.743+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Autumn Ignites</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6443/1966/640/CIMG0594.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6443/1966/320/CIMG0594.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Autumn is by far the best season in Japan. Each day is full of sunshine and bright blue skies. The trees bust into an explosion of color. Although it starts to get cool, it can stay nice until well into December,giving the trees a chance to exhibit their firey brilliance. Here is one photo from last week when we fisited the Daibutsu (giant bronze Buddha statue) and the accompanying garden in Kamakura. Walking through the dark afternoon shadows, this tree appeared like the light at the end of a dark tunnel as we turned the corner and it greeted us with it's yellowy fire. &lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; moz-background-clip: initial; moz-background-origin: initial; moz-background-inline-policy: initial" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19794712-113439013890655524?l=theyukster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theyukster.blogspot.com/feeds/113439013890655524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19794712&amp;postID=113439013890655524' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19794712/posts/default/113439013890655524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19794712/posts/default/113439013890655524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theyukster.blogspot.com/2005/12/autumn-ignites.html' title='Autumn Ignites'/><author><name>b-rady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16496762117412795619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19794712.post-113438889346701625</id><published>2005-12-12T20:11:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-12-12T21:01:33.473+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Hellloo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6443/1966/640/picnic-Kaylee027_1.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6443/1966/320/picnic-Kaylee027_1.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello and welcome to our site.  Here you can find a glimpse into the lives of Brady and Yuki and some of the modest adventures that we embark on.   Please feel free to look around.....there isn't much here yet, but we hope to add stories and pictures regularly.  So without further adoooo.... Here's the Yukster!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hellooo there! Thank you for checking out our blog! We are very much enjoying our life together here in Japan. It would be really nice if we could share the things that we've found and enjoyed with you by us writing and showing photoes of those moments in here.&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19794712-113438889346701625?l=theyukster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theyukster.blogspot.com/feeds/113438889346701625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19794712&amp;postID=113438889346701625' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19794712/posts/default/113438889346701625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19794712/posts/default/113438889346701625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theyukster.blogspot.com/2005/12/hellloo.html' title='Hellloo'/><author><name>b-rady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16496762117412795619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
