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Sunday's entry -- volleyball and stuff
This morning I watched the World Series on BS1. Due to a rain delay, it aired here from around 11am to 3pm, and I saw most of it while I was doing laundry. Also, it is apparently too cold for me to hang laundry out to dry, because it STILL isn't dry. Sigh. I'm gonna have to figure out some way to hang things up indoors I think.
Around 4pm I went shopping in Akabane. Or more like I stopped in at Nakau for late lunch, had a big katsudon bowl, then went to the Can-Do 100-yen shop, which didn't really have much more than Daiso in the grand scheme of stuff for my apartment. On the other hand, the department store that the 100-yen shop is in had pots and pans and kettles, so I bought a pot and a kettle, neither of which was black. I should maybe actually cook food now that I have an actual kitchen to cook things in.
I came home and then pretty much went right back out to play volleyball down near Waseda. I can't remember the last time I went -- maybe it was in May? Either way, since then, they actually opened a new subway station, Nishi-Waseda, which is like, RIGHT by one of the gyms this group uses for volleyball. Except I didn't know that until AFTER I'd ridden to Takadanobaba and walked 15 minutes through the Waseda campus and Toyama Park.
As for volleyball... first, when I showed up, there were like 15 guys there and 2 women, including me. I asked the organizer, "Is this a special no-girls day?" and he was like "huh?" and then like "oh wow, that's weird." In the end there were SIX women and 21 guys. Something like that. We had 5 teams, most had one female and one had two. And most teams had 5 people instead of 6, also... I don't know why we didn't just do 4 teams with some having 7.
The first team I was on was okay except for this one older Japanese-Brazilian guy who I was ready to KILL by the end of the first game. He was really condescending towards me -- and I guess he was just trying to be "friendly" or something, but he kept acting like he thought I was atelling me where to play, telling me to rotate, and basically wouldn't shut the fuck up to me, was asking about my name, what country I'm from, etc, etc. After the first game I basically refused to be next to him in the rotation. And in general that team was kind of frustrating and I really didn't feel like a part of it at all, I had this total feeling of "if I wasn't both white and female, I'm sure people would NOT be treating me like this". Because quite frankly I was ten times better at volleyball than the Japanese girl on our team but nobody harrassed her and told her where to play and asked her questions about her name and so on. And this one dude who I've seen there every time I've gone, and he KNOWS I understand Japanese, made a comment about me right in front of my face in Japanese -- another guy asked "should we switch up the rotation?" after a few games and the first dude said, "nah, I think it's good, I don't have any problems with it, maybe you should ask THAT GIRL, she seems to be picky". So I kind of made a total straight face, bowed, and said, "ご迷惑をかけて申し訳ございません", which is essentially a super-polite "my deepest apologies for causing you such difficulties, sir". Perhaps that wasn't the best idea. The Canadian dude on our team started cracking up though.
Second team was better, it was me and four guys, except that oddly, two of the guys were speaking CHINESE between themselves. (You hear a lot of Japanese there, you hear some English, and occasionally, you hear Portuguese, but I'd never heard Chinese before.) Another was another non-Caucasian nationality I couldn't place, and another was Japanese. I played hard and was warmed up by then and things went a lot better, except when I accidentally dived to get a ball and hurt my right hand something awful.
Anyway, after playing, I kinda said goodbye and just left -- with no shower I wasn't about to stick around to talk to people plus I wasn't sure anyone wanted to talk to me particularly anyway. I took the aforementioned Fukutoshin line from Nishi-Waseda station to Ikebukuro. It IS nice to get on a train right from vball instead of walking 15 minutes back to the station first, BUT the problem is it's about 10 minutes to walk between the subway and JR once you get to Ikebukuro.
However, the Fukutoshin station is under WEST Ikebukuro, so instead, I got out of the station and just went to get sushi instead, since both of my favorite kaiten places in Tokyo are in West Ikebukuro. That worked out well :)
Came home and was in a WORLD of pain though. I'd give anything for a foot rub right now.
Around 4pm I went shopping in Akabane. Or more like I stopped in at Nakau for late lunch, had a big katsudon bowl, then went to the Can-Do 100-yen shop, which didn't really have much more than Daiso in the grand scheme of stuff for my apartment. On the other hand, the department store that the 100-yen shop is in had pots and pans and kettles, so I bought a pot and a kettle, neither of which was black. I should maybe actually cook food now that I have an actual kitchen to cook things in.
I came home and then pretty much went right back out to play volleyball down near Waseda. I can't remember the last time I went -- maybe it was in May? Either way, since then, they actually opened a new subway station, Nishi-Waseda, which is like, RIGHT by one of the gyms this group uses for volleyball. Except I didn't know that until AFTER I'd ridden to Takadanobaba and walked 15 minutes through the Waseda campus and Toyama Park.
As for volleyball... first, when I showed up, there were like 15 guys there and 2 women, including me. I asked the organizer, "Is this a special no-girls day?" and he was like "huh?" and then like "oh wow, that's weird." In the end there were SIX women and 21 guys. Something like that. We had 5 teams, most had one female and one had two. And most teams had 5 people instead of 6, also... I don't know why we didn't just do 4 teams with some having 7.
The first team I was on was okay except for this one older Japanese-Brazilian guy who I was ready to KILL by the end of the first game. He was really condescending towards me -- and I guess he was just trying to be "friendly" or something, but he kept acting like he thought I was atelling me where to play, telling me to rotate, and basically wouldn't shut the fuck up to me, was asking about my name, what country I'm from, etc, etc. After the first game I basically refused to be next to him in the rotation. And in general that team was kind of frustrating and I really didn't feel like a part of it at all, I had this total feeling of "if I wasn't both white and female, I'm sure people would NOT be treating me like this". Because quite frankly I was ten times better at volleyball than the Japanese girl on our team but nobody harrassed her and told her where to play and asked her questions about her name and so on. And this one dude who I've seen there every time I've gone, and he KNOWS I understand Japanese, made a comment about me right in front of my face in Japanese -- another guy asked "should we switch up the rotation?" after a few games and the first dude said, "nah, I think it's good, I don't have any problems with it, maybe you should ask THAT GIRL, she seems to be picky". So I kind of made a total straight face, bowed, and said, "ご迷惑をかけて申し訳ございません", which is essentially a super-polite "my deepest apologies for causing you such difficulties, sir". Perhaps that wasn't the best idea. The Canadian dude on our team started cracking up though.
Second team was better, it was me and four guys, except that oddly, two of the guys were speaking CHINESE between themselves. (You hear a lot of Japanese there, you hear some English, and occasionally, you hear Portuguese, but I'd never heard Chinese before.) Another was another non-Caucasian nationality I couldn't place, and another was Japanese. I played hard and was warmed up by then and things went a lot better, except when I accidentally dived to get a ball and hurt my right hand something awful.
Anyway, after playing, I kinda said goodbye and just left -- with no shower I wasn't about to stick around to talk to people plus I wasn't sure anyone wanted to talk to me particularly anyway. I took the aforementioned Fukutoshin line from Nishi-Waseda station to Ikebukuro. It IS nice to get on a train right from vball instead of walking 15 minutes back to the station first, BUT the problem is it's about 10 minutes to walk between the subway and JR once you get to Ikebukuro.
However, the Fukutoshin station is under WEST Ikebukuro, so instead, I got out of the station and just went to get sushi instead, since both of my favorite kaiten places in Tokyo are in West Ikebukuro. That worked out well :)
Came home and was in a WORLD of pain though. I'd give anything for a foot rub right now.