Garbage Day on Okinawa

Japanese Garbage Truck

Around 7am on Mondays & Thursdays our front gate slides open, our trash is removed as if by magic, and the gate closes again. Most mornings, I don’t even notice the garbage men have come and gone. In this way, garbage day on Okinawa is easier than it was in the States.

 

When we first arrived, it was not so simple… In the States when you go to the grocery store you decide how much you want to pay for garbage bags. You decide what brand,

The bicycle character in the middle on top says 'Okinawa Shi' or Okinawa City

color, scented or unscented, thickness & size along with price. On Okinawa, the garbage bag you purchase depends on who your garbage carrier is and whether you are disposing of trash or recycling.

The housing office on base stated that because we live off base we would purchase our garbage bags at our local grocery store. I set out to do this and learned to say garbage bag in Japanese. It is pronounced Mo her o plasteek bag. There are a few different options I’m not sure what the writing says but I now know red is trash and blue is recycling. Also, depending on your trash service and city the symbol in the middle at the top changes. I didn’t know this for the 1st few weeks and neither my local grocer nor garbage pick-up person were able to explain in English.

Declined pick-up

Both bags are clear so that the garbage man may quickly inspect for any items that are prohibited or sorted incorrectly. If anything is unacceptable you receive a note & your garbage is left for you to correct. In the picture here recycling was not sorted properly & one of our neighbors received this “ticket”. Their recycling was left on the curb for them to re-sort and submit for pick-up on the next scheduled garbage day.

Technically there are 5 ways garbage is sorted. The 2 most common are burnable & un-burnable. If you can keep is simple you’ll do just fine. And, if you mess it up don’t worry…they’ll leave you a note ;)

 

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*Update* I’m back :) Be Back Soon!

New post coming tomorrow!

 

Took a Space A (military cargo flight) to visit family & friends in the states. Don’t worry, I’ll be back to blog about the Do’s & Don’ts of Space A travel & more soon…

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Driving in the rain on Okinawa, Japan

Being born and raised in the beautiful North West, I am used to rainy days and wet roads. In fact, when I took a driver’s test out side of WA state, (in Amarillo, TX) there was a question regarding what to do if you are blinded by the sun while entering an intersection. I don’t remember my answer. I don’t remember the right answer. All I remember was the question because it took me by such surprise! Sun? How often is the sun even, out…?

Since, we arrived in Okinawa on, October 3rd, I haven’t experienced too many sunny days in Japan either. The thick heavy Okinawan raindrops however, I have become quite familiar with by now. What is different about the rain in Okinawa is how it affects driving on the island. Back in Washington, I drove a Ford Expedition with all terrain tires and some kind of a VERY large motor. Rain was NOT an issue.

Does it look big? I'm 5'2", lol.

On Okinawa, I drive a small silver golf cart. Okay, it’s Nissan Bolero but I would bet money that it is powered by a golf cart engine! It chugs along at 36km up hill. (The speed limit is 40kmh.) When it rains my 12″ tires barely get any traction. Partially because of the road’s material and partially because it’s as light as a tin can. Okay, Okay. A very LARGE tin can, lol. :P

 

 

The roads on Okinawan are made from coral that’s been “flattened” or polished somehow. It is so soft and smooth on your bare feet in the rain. Which is good, considering if you get caught in a monsoon your sandals get sucked right off of your feet in the deep rushing rain water, and you end up walking (or dancing) along in the rain.

 

 

The coral roads become so slick when it rains that you can’t stop. It’s a whole new level of hydroplaning. Which is why, the very intelligent Okinawan’s have laid red tar/rubber down by curves, stop signs, on hills and at intersections. The speed limit is usually 40kmh or so, which is 23 mph. Can you imagine if it was 60mph or 70mph like it is on the Interstates in the U.S.? You could forget stopping all together!

 

Can you spot the yellow plates?

Well, that’s assuming you could get your car going that fast. I think I’d have to be headed down hill, lol. Don’t fret! The Okinawan’s have a solution for golf cart engine tin can cars as well! If you are a resident on Okinawa and your car meets certain criteria, aka is S-L-O-W, you are issued a yellow license plate. The yellow plate signifies to other drivers to be patient because your motor does not allow you to accelerate quickly. (I think “quickly”, should be amended to “AT ALL”, lol.)

 

Overall, some pretty good solutions to environmental traffic risks. One of the variables the Okinawan’s can’t solve? The random American driving on the right side of the road! I almost hit a guy, head on, in MY lane the other night!!! It happens to us all at least once, so I’m told, lol. Good thing we’re all driving around at about 20mph. :D

 

 

Note: I was unable to obtain any statistics on Okinawan auto accidents. I did visit the USA embassy website (http://japan.usembassy.gov/e/acs/tacs-drive.html) which may be helpful if you have more questions regarding Japanese traffic laws.

 

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Filled Orange Mochi (aka squishy balls)

At one of our very first trips to Two Birds Mac & I picked up a tray of orange squishy balls. To be totally truthful, I picked them up, and observed  they were squishy balls. When I went to set them back down Mac exclaimed in a loud whisper, “Stop touching things if you’re not going to buy them!” So… I bought them. :)

After dinner, night after night, I would ask with a smirk, ”Do you want to try the squishy balls for dessert?” As I squished the corner ball between my fingers through the clear wrapper. Each night he would decline. Back into the cupboard they would go, uneaten.

Finally, after 3 weeks or so the expiration date was drawing near. I thought to myself, “I’d better try them before they go bad.” Bravely I took one out from the wrapper and bit in. The outter layer was chewy and practically tasteless with a hint of orange. The next layer was like a sugarless marshmellow gook. The filling and final layer was a gritty orange flower paste. I enjoyed the mochi and marshmellow layers but the flower flavor of the inside filling was overwhelming.

When Mac arrived home from work I prompted him to try one. “They’re actually pretty good if…” He stuffed the whole thing in his mouth before I could explain. “Ummm, they’re a bit starchy.” I said as I began to curl over laughing. He could hardly breathe. When he recovered, he replied, “I don’t like ‘em.” “You’re not supposed to shove the whole thing in your mouth!” I declared, still laughing.

Over the next week I finished them and went to Two Birds to buy some more. I couldn’t find any so I asked. A clerk took me to the bread area but was unable to locate them either. I went to 2 other stores and came back home empty handed. Perhaps fresh non- refrigerated mochi is seasonal?

 

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Sugegasa or Traditional Japanese Hats

Sorry it's crooked, I was trying to take this picture discreetly...

Living in such a modern, “western” culture such as America, a straw hat may seem old-fashioned or out dated. Of course, designer straw hats are always in fashion for a posh trip to the beach but would you wear one with your galoshes? They do on Okinawa.

Japanese woven conical hats called Sugegasa are worn rain or shine. There are different weave designs and some have satin chin straps. I’m not sure that they are still prevalent in, say Tokyo, but on Okinawa, the are used as a wardrobe staple.

When it rains, some Okinawan’s put covers on their hats. I haven’t seen any in stores for purchase but I’ll keep looking.

Until then, I don’t want my sugegasa to weather so, I only wear it as sun shade when I’m gardening.

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Okinawan/Japanese “Cookies”

Sometimes what I pick-up at Two Birds isn’t what it seems. The “chocolate chip cookies” I thought I had purchased turned out to be salty, not sweet! They were large thick, golden brown rice crackers with dried black beans.

Upon further inspection of the package at home it is obvious to me now, that the picture on the bag is of black beans, and not chocolate chips.

I took a few black bean “cookies” to a family I babysit for sometimes. The mother said onetime she though she was buying jelly donuts and ended up with sweet rolls filled with black bean paste!

What would the cookie monster say...?

It’s not that Japanese food isn’t good. It’s just SO not what “us”, Americans, are used to or expecting. It blows your mind! I think a large part of it is the element of surprise. If the bag had said in English, “Rice crackers w/black beans.” I would have thought, “Oooo how Japanese! Okay, I’ll give it a try!” Culture shock I think they call it… :)

Don’t worry, it definitely won’t keep me from trying new treats. I actually sent some Japanese “candy”, back to the states, so my family can get a “taste” of Japan.

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An evening stroll through Noborikawa, Okinawa, Japan

Last night, around 5pm. I thought I’d take a walk down to Two Birds. I wanted to buy some pork chops for dinner. It was the perfect evening for a stroll. According to my iPhone it was 75 degrees and there was hardly any humidity. The sky was a soft blue with hints of pink and periwinkle peeking out around the clouds. Although, it was still light the moon was high above the palm trees. I nodded my head as I passed a little old lady heading the other way. A faint smile flicked across her gently wrinkled face. Just then I turned the corner to the entrance of Two Birds.

 

I picked up some milk as I passed the dairy section. As I mentioned, in my blog about shopping at Two Birds, I always try to buy a little something new and thought a Matcha Milk drink would be nice. Two Birds is always crowded between 5pm and 6pm. There are a lot of Japanese with handcarts picking out what, I assume, they will be preparing for dinner. Notice I said “prepare.” Because, as I learned a few days ago, dinner isn’t always “cooked”. Every night, I’ve observed, the Okinawans seem to buy fresh dinner ingredients. A habit I am in favor of and have begun to practice myself.

Fresh meat section at Two Birds

In the meat section I searched for pork. It was easy to identify the bacon so I started there and worked my way out. There was nothing to be found resembling anything even like a pork chop. There was bacon, sold 4 pieces at a time. Thick pork sides or rumps, which I will have to look up how to cook Okinawan style, my old friends, pickled pork ears. But, no pork chops. I settled for a very lean chicken breast and headed to the snack isle.

Tonight, we were having a very healthy curry dinner and I though a little dessert would be nice. I chose a bag of large chocolate chip cookies. At the register, as I checked out, my conversation in Japanese with the cashier was seamless.  I wanted to do a little happy dance. :)

Mello Yello & Sprite on SALE!

Before I headed back home, I stopped at the vending machine outside of Two Birds. I bought 2 of my favorite Aloe & White Grape drinks and added them to my bag. I noticed there were some other drinks with stickers around them noting they were on sale. I didn’t know vending machines had sales. It’s winter on Okinawa, so, perhaps drink sales are down due to the cool weather.

As I walked back home, I took a different route. Ahead of me was a small young girl walking alone. She seemed wary of having me walk behind her and began to run. She darted across the street and down an alley. In 30 minutes round trip, I was home again, feeling refreshed after my peaceful walk. It was time to cook dinner. Noborikawa is the perfect place to reside if you want to be nestled in a quiet Japanese community.

 

 

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Students on Okinawa

Children age 5-6 walking home from school

 

I haven’t heard much about the Japanese schools. So, what I can tell you, is limited to what I’ve observed. It appears that kids or students attend school Sunday through Friday, with Saturdays being their day “weekend”.

Girl age 7-8 skipping home from school

 

 

We see students coming and going and have begun to notice patterns in their attire. Many Americans find it startling that such young children are allowed to walk unchaperoned to and from school. On Okinawa, there’s a robust sense of community. Although, the children are not escorted by older siblings or adults, the community looks after them as they drive by on their way to and from work.

 

This Japanese sign says something about school children

There are some safety precautions taken, mostly so they can be seen when crossing the street. The youngest children wear bright yellow iridescent colored backpacks. Each age group sports it’s own color: yellow, red, pink, navy blue, black, etc. although not in that order. It seems the older or higher grade-level students wear the darker less noticeable colors. The younger and thus shorter children are taught to raise their hands before and while they cross the street. Sometimes they can be seen in groups of 20 or so bounding down neighborhoods and across intersections.

 

Young Japanese girl walking home late evening

I’m not sure what time school gets out for the older children/teenagers. I usually see them, out and about, around 5pm. Perhaps they have music lessons or activities after school that they participate in daily. Either way, now that it’s winter, it’s usually dark during their trek back home.

The exact hours the students attend school is unknown to us but it’s apparent that educations is taken seriously here on Okinawa.

 

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Non-traditional Batu Mimi Yakisoba Recipe

Ingredients for Batu Mimi Yakisoba

Unfortunately, this blog will not teach you how to cook a traditional Okinawan recipe as I had hoped it would, when I first started collecting ingredients. My mother, back in Washington state, sent me a YouTube video link. She often finds interesting facts about Okinawa that she e-mails to me from time to time. The link was a short video about the longevity of the Okinawan people and what attributes to their long lifespans. They live longer than any other people in the world. Longer even than their fellow Japanese on “mainland Japan”.

 

Goya (before I've removed the seeds)

The researcher in the clip believes it is a combination of the Okinawan’s diet and activity that allows them to live to an average age of 103. One of these “miracle” foods, is goya, the bitter melon that I used in my very first Okinawan meal. The second, is healthy proteins such as Tofu and Batu Mimi or pig ears. So basically, I would be cooking the same meal as I did last time. Easy peasy!

I set out to the commissary on Kadena to purchase Tofu and learn to ask for pig ears in Japanese. Most of the Japanese workers on base are eager to help Americans learn Japanese. As I checked out the cashier was delighted that I was interested in Batu mimi. “Do you like pig ear?” she asked me smiling hopefully. “I haven’t tried it,” I replied, “but I am going to cook it with goya in Yakisoba.” She looked very pleased and the crowd of Japanese workers that was now surrounding us all smiled and laughed.

Pickled Batu Mimi

So, off I went to Two Birds, eager to show off my new Japanese words to the clerks. Confidently, I walked up to a man with a ladder. (I’ve walked up to customers before who I thought appeared to be employees. Very embarrassing.) “Sumimasen…” I asked. “Batu o mimi o kudasai.” Which I thought meant, “Excuse me, can you show me the pig ears.” Something, however, was lost in translation. Undaunted, I began to act out “pig ears” as fashionably as one can and in a foreign country. Now, the clerk looked nervous. I imagine he was thinking, “This crazy American is going to kill me and cut off my ears!” Eventually, we sorted it out. Home I went, batu mimi and all!

 

I set out all my ingredients and as I opened the Batu Mimi, I could tell at once, it was pickled. Immediately, I ran to my computer and Google’ed Batu Mimi Japanese recipe…and sure enough! The Japanese eat pig ears raw! I should have known. They pickle them and eat them with rice and seaweed, Nigiri style. They also eat it alone as sashimi but either way, they eat it raw.
I e-mailed my mother back pronto! Yes, it was 4am or so in WA and she’d be sleeping but I had to tell her what a TOTAL FAIL this You Tube clip had turned into… I panicked! “I’m so not ready to prepare sashimi or nigiri!” I said out loud. As if the Batu Mimi was listening. Is this why the Japanese workers had all been smiling and laughing?

It was almost dinnertime. I needed to cook… SOMETHING! I decided to continue on with the plan.  I cooked the Goya and the cabbage, as I had done before. I sauteed the pig ears in a little oil and Yakisoba sauce. Due to the texture of the pig ears, I switched to an aged, fried Tofu.

As you can see, I also made a bit of a mess

Just as Mac arrived home, I was adding everything together. “Mmmm what are you making?” He asked sniffing the air. “Batu Mimi Yakisoba” I replied. Not letting on that it was entirely experimental. “Sounds oshi!” he said grinning. We get rather excited, when we use what little Japanese we know.

As he dug in and took his first bite he asked, with his mouth full, “What is Bata nimi?” “Pig ears.” I answered calmly, “Why, don’t you like it?” He chewed a bit more, “What made you think to cook this?” he asked. I stared down at my bowl as I pretended to be concentrating on using my chopsticks. When I opened my mouth again, the whole story came tumbling out. I told him about the YouTube video, learning Batu o mimi at the commissary, acting out pig ears at Two Birds and then finding out that it is pickled and eaten raw.
Like a good husband, he continued to eat, “So, how long will I live if I eat this stuff?” he asked. I laughed, “I don’t know if just one time makes a difference like that.” He looked up, “Well it had better! How long are we talking here and give it to me in years!” We were both, ROTFL! “Again, I don’t know.” I explained in between chortles, “But the Okinawan’s live to be an average of 103!” I’m pretty sure we’re not going to be having Batu Mimi anytime soon, unless we eat out. :P

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Japanese Traffic Accident

No Parking to the right of this sign

As I mentioned before, not all Japanese road signs are easy to decipher. The one pictured to the left means no parking. Similar to the blue circle with one line that means no stopping (pictured on Japanese Traffic Signs). The other day I was exploring and found myself facing signs I had never seen before…They are not pictured here, as I was focused on not getting involved in a car accident and didn’t pull out my camera.

The lights on the Japanese Police car raise

 

Not all Americans are as lucky. On the way to the beach on Saturday my husband and I came across an accident. It was obvious it had been between an American and a Japanese. The American man looked very upset and was pointing and shouting. The Japanese woman, was standing there distraught but was much less vocal about her emotions. We observed, in an international accident, it takes many intermediaries. There was the American, the Military Police Officer, the Japanese woman, the Japanese Police officer and what appeared to be an interpreter. Can you imagine?

Japanese Police Officer redirecting traffic

I practice defensive driving at all times.It’s not that hard, considering the speed limits are so low. The largest streets and highways are 50 kmh or 31 mph. Yep. That’s on the “highways”. I say “highways” because they still have stop lights every mile or two. As you can predict, it takes quite a while to get around even a little island like Okinawa at that speed. There is the Express Way but it has tolls. So, unless you have a long way to go, you know, more than 3 miles, it’s not worth the expense.

 

Note: I was unable to obtain any statistics on Okinawan auto accidents. I did visit the USA embassy website (http://japan.usembassy.gov/e/acs/tacs-drive.html) which may be helpful if you have more questions regarding Japanese traffic laws.

 

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