yu-re-ka! [yoo-ree-kuh]

A Mini World for Mini People

2009-12-20T19:49:00.000-05:00

Hello all,

It's been a while since I was robbed by those darn kids in Marseilles, France, and I still want to squash them under my thumb but not matter, I'll let it pass (for now) and elaborate on my new adventure.

I'm in Japan! But best of all, I'm back in our old house and old stomping grounds from 19 years ago. The house is BEAT. No one's lived here in years and it's run down but what continues to amaze me is how parent paint the colors of our world. The house was just as abandoned when we lived in it 20 years ago (belongs to a doc around here) but even then, I didn't realize how warn down it was. Because like I said, my parents only saw the blessing in it (that we had a place to stay during our furlough from Indonesia) and so that's all I blissfully saw as well. And now that I've been here for a 10 days, immersed in the comfort of being home, it looks mighty fine to me!

Another thing I've noticed is how tiny everything is! Even the house looks smaller- I guess I finally 'growed'. But in all honesty, things are really small here.

Take for instance, this intersection. It's not just an intersection but a major intersection and the minivan is smaller than a standard sedan. There are tons of these tiny cars here.

See? They're as big as the scooter. They're rather cute.

And check out mom's kitchen in its entirety! Poor mom. The counters are low and cramped but it's stocked with nifty functions: ninja-style. Like the little stove above. It has a mini-oven just for fish! :) It's designed to keep the house smelling fishy. I need one! :)

And this washing machine, you can't really tell how small it is (it's just a little bit wider than me) but it can draw water from the bathtub to do the first washing cycle so it conserves water! (We take showers outside the tub first and then soak in super how water so the water's cleaner).

And how can I talk about nifty ideas and not discuss our famous/infamous toilet??? It has a sink on top of the tank, so you can use the fresh, tank-filling water to wash your hands with. Conserving even more water! And since Japanese homes don't have central heating (conserving even more energy but also makes me miss the US), the toilet seats are heated. Sitting on ice-cold ceramic bowls just aren't relaxing. :)

So yes, Japan's a mini world for mini people, it's a mighty mini place as well. And what can I say? Mini's are so cute!

Robbed by Kids in a Playground

2009-06-20T09:04:00.000-04:00

Unbelievable. I´ve been in Paris and Marseille, France, for the last two weeks taking in the immense beauty of this place. Logan was here for a conference so I decided to depart Kenya for two weeks and meet up with him and my crazy old Spaniard friend, David Abadia. Do you guys remember him?

Everything had been going in fabulously until last night. I watched the Eiffel Tower sparkle in the night, I´ve looked up in awe at so many cathederals that my neck is stiff, I´ve oo-ed and aww-ed over true french cuisine, I´ve made new friends, swam in the Mediterranean Sea for the first time, and read books under the soothing shade of the park trees. All in all, it´s been a wonderful trip. In fact, it´s still a peak in my days of travel. I´m just lucky to have a new story about being robbed by kids at a playground... or at least that´s what I tell myself.
So, I was in Marseille, sitting at a playground in Longchamp Palace Park just two hours before I hopped on a bullet train back to France. I was taking in the view when two boys about 14 years old approached me (He told me he was 16. Yeah right!). They were just being silly and started talking to me in French. I was bored and I hadn´t met many local folke so I figured this was just all apart of traveling so I just laughed at their antics. I could see a group of their friends in a short distance so I figured they were just bored pre-teens kids looking for a kick- and they sure were! I just didn´t know what kind of kick they were looking for. I let them sit next to me and when one kid motioned to my camera, I though, "why not?" and showed them some of the pictures I had taken. While I was doing that ,another boy came over, and my bag fell off the bench. The 3rd boy picked it up for me and when he set it next to me, I noticed that my wallet(which had my phone in it) and back-up wallet (With extra cash) that I had attached to a plastic bag had been torn away. So I jumbed up and yelled for him to stop. At that same moment the other two boys went running after the 3rd boy. For an insane moment I thought they were chasing him for me when I realised that the second kid was running with my camera. So I grabbed my stuff and jet off after them- Ninja style. I gave them a good chase too. I even jumped a fence and got a little bit cut up :). But they must have done this a gazillion times because they jumped another one that I couldnt jump with all my stuff. So I yelled. and yelled. and well, yelled. That was nice. It didn´t stop them but I felt a little better. I wanted to report it the police and chase down his friends at the park but I had a train to catch that I could miss (especially now that I didn´t have money) so I jetted to my hostel and canceled my cards (With the help of a very compassionate hostel manager). I wanted to burst into tears so badly but I had so little time so saved them for poor Ellise, David´s girlfriend, who met me at her apartment door in Paris.

What a day... I was all stressed cause now I´m heading back to Kenya and I thought I had no money. Fortunately, my banks wiring me cash and my other one is issuing me an emergency visa card that will arrive in Kenya the day I do. Did you know they do that? I wish I knew that yesterday or I wouldn´t have been in such shock.

But the shocker is how much those little pricks got away with and the small decisions I had made along the day that lead to it. Like: putting my phone in my clutch wallet when it had been in my bag the whole day and keeping my backup cash so close to my wallet when it had been at the hostel the rest of the trip (I checked out of the hostel so I couldn´t keep it there anymore.) I can think of a thousand things I should have done differently be ses la vie... no use worrying about it now.... I just wish I still had my pictures :( They even took pictures of me kite surfing in Kenya. Fortunately, I have all my other kenya photos and Logan and my other friends took some in France so it´s all good... Just a little sad...

I want to go home...

Monkey Sense: Lesson 3

2009-04-22T09:25:00.000-04:00

Did you know zebras can only see in black and white?

How ironic.

Monkey Sense: Lesson 2

2009-04-20T08:39:00.000-04:00

When you can't reach an itch, find a stick.

Safari Time!

2009-04-15T06:25:00.000-04:00

Park Reserves Tsavo East and West, Kenya. April 11-13, 2009

Safari's aren't the toughest of sports. In fact, it's not tough at all. We just get driven around in these super mini-vans with insane suspension and sweet sun roofs- which gives us plenty of time and energy to take pictures like this:

Or like this:

You get the point.

But besides my unnecessary posing activities, we're also driven around because there's so much to see!

Hippos in a river

And some things require a really keen eye to notice.

Check it out: A Five-"legged" (Male) Elephant. Yeah. Our jaws dropped too.

But as amazing as it was to see the multitudes of creatures that roam Kenya, I found that my most memorable moment was watching Africa take in a quiet, deep breath as a new day began.

Hippo Takes a Dip at Sunrise: Tsavo West, Kenya

Sigh... what a wonderful place...

The Ape Man Girl and the Ape Man Club

2009-04-07T02:59:00.000-04:00

I think I'm sophisticated cos I'm living my life like a good homosapien.

But all around me everybodys multiplying.

Till they're walking round like flies man.

So I'm no better than the animals sitting in their cages in the zoo,

mancos compared to the flowers and the birds and the trees.

I am an ape man.

I think I'm so educated and I'm so civilized cos I'm a strict vegetarian.

But with the over-population and inflation and starvation
And the crazy politicians.

I dont feel safe in this world no more

I dont want to die in a nuclear war

I want to sail away to a distant shore and make like an ape man.

I'm an ape man, I'm an ape ape man.

I'm an ape man.
I'm a king kong man.

I'm ape ape man.

I'm an ape mancos compared to the sun that sits in the sky.

Compared to the clouds as they roll by.

Compared to the bugs and the spiders and flies.

I am an ape man.

In mans evolution he has created the cities and

The motor traffic rumble, but give me half a chance

And I'd be taking off my clothes and living in the jungle

cos the only time that I feel at ease

Is swinging up and down in a coconut tree

Oh what a life of luxury to be like an ape man.

I'm an ape, I'm an ape ape man, I'm an ape man.

I'm a king kong man,

I'm a voo-doo man. I'm an ape man.

I look out my window, but I cant see the skycos the air pollution is fogging up my eyes.

I want to get out of this city alive.

And make like an ape man.

I'm an ape man, I'm an ape ape man, I'm an ape man.

I'm a king kong man, I'm a voo-doo man. I'm an ape man.

I'll be your tarzan, youll be my jane.

I'll keep you warm and youll keep me sane.

And we'll sit in the trees and eat bananas all day.

Just like an ape man.

I'm an ape man, I'm an ape ape man, I'm an ape man.
I'm a king kong man, I'm a voo-doo man. I'm an ape man.

I dont feel safe in this world no more.

I dont want to die in a nuclear war.

I want to sail away to a distant shore.

And make like an ape man.

Kinks

Credits: Thanks, Cosmo, Mogli, and Bellena for inspiring and concocting a unforgettable weekend!
Photos taken by Cosmo, Bellena, and me at the beach and sand dunes surrounding the Che Chale Resort, Melindi, Kenya.

Monkey Sense

2009-04-03T06:53:00.000-04:00

Africa gushes with life. From the multitudes of ants that line your room like blinking Christmas lights to the monkeys (with pretty balls) that steal your food,

it just GUSHES with life here. So, with this constant reminder of the "circle of life"and creatures that keep it rolling, you can't avoid learning a few life lessons from their prying hands.

Lesson 1: Carry a Sharp Object

Trigger fish are pretty territorial. I knew this. After all, the only creature that managed to draw blood from me when I worked at the TN Aquarium was an itty bitty trigger fish that found the only whole in my dive get-up (tip of my index finger). It wasn't the sharks, barracudas,

or giant arapaimas that got me.

It was that little trigger protecting its nest. Thus, it came as no surprise that the animal that would try to hunt me in Africa would be yet another trigger- only the ones here are HUGE. They're a little over 1.5 feet long, 1 foot high, fat, and look like bullies on the loose with buck-teeth. They're also known for taking bites off of fins and bruising divers.

So there I was, cruising through the reef with just Saidi, a local dive master, when two (and one in particular) started charging at us. Repeatedly. Now here's the problem with underwater assaults: You're defensive moves are in slow-motion and their attacks are real-time. I mean, they're of the sea and you're of low-friction land. Speed just isn't on your side. The best thing to do is get out of there. So we did. And the darn things kept following us. Finally, in my semi-panicked state, I pulled out my final line of defense: My sharp object- A stream line, state-of-the art pencil. Yup. A pencil. After all, I was doing conservation-related research. What else would I have?

The good thing is that it worked. I held up the pencil bravely in front of my mask and made a few threatening jabs. The trigger must have realized the game was over because it saw the pencil and ducked away with its mate and never bothered us again...

(Actually, I think we just finally got out of his territory but I would have taken a chunk out of him if I had to! Therefore, this story is totally legit. So like I said, carry a sharp object and stand firm.)

Pemba to Mombasa: Photo Journal

2009-03-30T04:36:00.000-04:00

Hi Everyone,
I hope you’re all doing well. I’m continuing on my whirlwind adventure and having a great time! I’ve been to so many places and met so many people it’s hard to keep up. But I’d love to share as much as I can with all of you so here’s a photo tour of my last few weeks.
Ok, as you probably know already, I spent the first 6 weeks of my time at the Manta Resort on Pemba Island, Tanzania. The resort is peaceful and filled with many kind folk from all around the world. I’m especially fond of the locals who really helped settle in.

Cpt. Mandela, Cpt. Simba, Me, Dive Master Max, and Guest

The neat thing about resorts is that you also get to learn about places that the guest came from. I’ve met people from and learned about Switzerland, Sweden, Italy, Finland, Canary Islands, South Africa, Ireland, England, Spain, and of course, Kenya and Tanzania. One of my favorite friends was Laura from London. :)

Laura had her 1st Birthday at Pemba

Now, island living can be really calm- too calm- so they best way to deal with it is to go diving! The diving here is first-class. It’s remote and the tourism industry hasn’t hit this area very hard so it’s not crowded either.

Isn’t it stunning? I also got a chance to become and advanced diver AND join the 50m club (Recreational depths is 30-40m and 50m is for extremely advanced divers because it’s dangerous. Lucky for me, I went diving with two instructors so I got an early shot at it.) I also got Narced (nitrogen narcosis). So I was slightly “drunk” for a part of it. It’s normal but that’s also why deep diving is dangerous. Any how, it was a sweet dive.

Ok, so I’ve played a lot but I’ve also worked. But I’d do this kind of work even on my time off. My main project was to conduct an underwater survey of the area they’re planning to build the underwater villas for the hotel. So they set me up with a boat, a captain, a cook, and two assistants to get it done. We spent 5 days living on the boat and puttering around the island. I was in my element doing this project- especially when I finished the day working at a wooden desk that was lit up by an oil lantern. I felt like I had finally joined the ranks of Galileo and Columbus :). Dolphins even escorted us out. It was surreal.

Me pretending to be an explorer.

My wooden desk.

My oil lamp with chai tea mixings in the back

The Crew (Me, Saidi, Cpt Shay, Hurun, and Cook Semeni)

Back at my cool desk and you can see my bed behind me.

I even got injured island-style on the job. I stepped on an urchin on the second day. Thankfully, it turns out that it’s really not that bad and it’s a fear worth getting over. I was back on my feet in 15 minutes after Saidi, my assistant, ran onto the island and brought back a few juvenile papayas and put the sap on my feet. Like he said, it was “Hakuna matata.” – “No Problem.” – by the next day… as long as I didn’t touch it… so I didn’t…

These urchins are tough though. Their needles are so brittle that you can’t pull them out. You just kind of have to wait for your body to pummel it into powder. Later on, Harun, my other assistant, brought me a different kind of urchin and said, “This OK. Step on. Pull out. No problem.” I just looked at him and laughed and told him I’ll go for that kind next time.

After we finished the surveying project, I was swept off to Mombasa, Kenya which feels like a metropolitan city after living on Pemba Island. There’s electricity 24-7 (for the most part) and internets much quicker. AND there’s a shopping center that rivals Walmart. They even have Nutella.

I’ve been here 10 days and the fun’s been non-stop. I went wreck diving with friends the first weekend.

Wreck Diving: Gabriel, Me, and Sylvia.

Moray Eel

And camel racing this weekend. The camels weren’t so into the race but the race was exhilarating non-the-less for the riders who screamed and yelled just the same.

We also spent the day on a sandbar (a small island that appears at low tide) and played bocce ball like it was the World Cup. And when the tide came up and our island disappeared, we just floated around in the water with a drink in our hand.

Life here is sweet and the attitude and atmosphere is well-modeled by my new friend, Cosmo, who’s a native Kenyan and wouldn’t leave this place for the world.

Jambo, Rafiki's! :)

2009-02-07T14:15:00.001-05:00

I made it! After 5 days of laborious traveling, I’ve arrived at my final destination: Pemba Island, Tanzania. It took 4 connections, 19 hours in the upright position, 10 hours of layovers, achy sleep, foreign languages, 2 fabulous but sweaty hotel stays in Kenya, jet lag, smog, 3hour AC-less van ride and a turbulent boat ride. The 2hour speedboat ride was so rough that I couldn’t even let go of the railings long enough to wipe away the salty water that was assaulting my face. Not surprisingly, I though quietly to myself, “Ok, I’m over it. I’m ready to go home.”

I was exhausted, wet, salty, and I hadn’t even gotten a chance to properly wash my hair since I left the States. My hair was one giant sticky mess…and I HATE STICKY NASTY HAIR! My bravery was crumbling and all I could think of was the luxuries that I had given up to come to Africa- Shampoo, electricity, fast-speed internet, English, comfortable cars, a boyfriend, friends, family… the list goes on… But I knew I couldn’t go home. There was no way I was gonna repeat this boat trip today! So I held on to the boat railings and bounced forward. And that’s when it appeared…Pemba Island…like a beacon of hope… the journey was about to end.
The waves died down as we approached land and the sun shone above a picturesque tropical island. It was wrapped in turquoise water, soft white sand, and dotted with a neat row of luxury bungalows. I was in heaven. I grinned. The image was perfectly cliché and I was perfectly happy with that. In fact, I’m still happy with that and will be for the next month!

Ok, so, heaven is pretty sweet. I recommend everyone to come here. They have internet, electricity*, and best of all, shampoo. There’s a constant cool breeze on the island and their artfully designed bungalows channel it masterfully. And as you can see, there’s also a pool that faces a gorgeous ocean view . I have my very own bungalow (at least for now) and I am spoiled with delicious seafood and the friendliest company. I would love to tell you more about my new company, but alas, I’ll have to tell you about my new Rafikis (friends) another time because Cook is calling me to dinner. J

xoxo Yukari

*The internet and electricity are definite luxuries. However, like many luxuries they are saved for special occasions… like the evening and parts of the morning. :) The internet is also slower then what we’re used to (pretty close to dial-up)… so I guess what I’m trying to say is that I won’t be able to get online very often so I hope you’ll be patient with me and my responses! Thanks! And I miss you all!

Hello Goodbye Chattanooga :(

2009-01-28T11:48:00.000-05:00

Ashley and I rocking our T-shirts that she got during her medical mission trip to Tanzania. I also learned my first two Swahili words from them...Jambo! Pao!!!

Pictures from Hello-Goodbye Party. Thanks, Ashley, Bethany, Kiko and all! I already miss you guys... :(

Trip to up to Covenant (where I went for undergrad)

Here's to the Sakata Women

2009-01-25T13:58:00.000-05:00

The older I get, the more I realize how much I am like my mother (and therefore, her mother and maybe even her sister)... I walk like her, think like her, and we even share the same odd idiosyncrasies. My brother and sister laugh about it all the time... I don't know if it's because we do silly things or they're just astound by our similarity. But secretly, I like to think that it's because they're envious of the guidance I have... a bigger image of my future. :) Because all have to do is check out my grandma, my aunt, and my mom to know that things are gonna be mighty fine. :) They've all lead beautiful lives and I would be blessed to share their lot.

Ishibashi Obachyan (my aunt), Me, and Sakatano Oba-chyan (grandma)

PS. My aunt passed away a few months ago... and I wish you could have all known her. She was a soft spoken, die-hard baseball fan who cooked up the most elaborate and heart-felt Japanese meals. Her home was also constant throught the years and a comfort to our nomadic family. Please keep Ishibashi Ojichyan (my uncle) in your prayers as he goes through these difficult time.

Thanks!

Japan 2004

Into the Light

2009-01-22T10:12:00.000-05:00

Inauguration Day 2009

Totally freezing but totally worth it. It's exciting to see people on the move toward one goal: a better America. It's even more incredible that one man can draw such a clear image of hope and possibility for all of us. Obama is a rockstar. But then again, Reverand Lowery rocked it pretty well too. Like him, I pray:
"Lord, in the memory of all the saints who from their labors rest, and in the joy of a new beginning, we ask you to help us work for that day when black will not be asked to get back, when brown can stick around -- when yellow will be mellow -- when the red man can get ahead, man -- and when white will embrace what is right."

:)

We (Logan, Jessica, Steve and I) started off at 7am in the morning and barely made it to the back of the mall. As you can see in the picture above, our view of the capitol building was obstructed... by a whole lot of space...

But despite the distance, cold, and crowded space, I would like to say,
"Cheers to the president and all the new possibilities!"

x0x0x
The Mellow Yellow

Ps... Hey Obama, can I stay?...

Dear Kiko,

2009-01-02T17:32:00.000-05:00

Thank you for letting me stay with your family while Kari's in Africa.

You have a beautiful family.

I especially like your brother who likes to do the same things I do.

And how your friends get entranced with little things
with strings- just like me.

And I'm not sure how I feel about your new cat...dog...
I don't know what it is...

(Especially since it only has three legs...)

But I promise to chill with you

and love you

so much...

xoxo Miko
...meow...

Discoveries

2008-12-27T21:24:00.000-05:00

This blog can go two ways. I hope it'll be mostly about the new and exotic discoveries I will make while I'm in Africa. Unfortunately, I think it'll be more about my triumph of just keeping it together. My discoveries are usually more about things I lost...then found but either way, I promise to write about each discovery, of every kind, with equal pomp and flare. :)

So, Africa...

2008-12-27T00:28:00.000-05:00

I haven't had a chance to catch up with all my friends so here's the low down on what's going on. I've been given this incredible opportunity to move to Kenya and Tanzania, Africa, and work with a eco-tourism/conservation/resort management company. My role and responsibilities will vary but I'm aware of a few projects I'll be working on. First, I'll be working alongside the government to perform a environmental impact assessment for a underwater hotel that is being built by the company I'm working for. Then, I'll be working to create a new eco-tourism package in Tanzania. There are so many more details to be worked out but like any expedition, most of the answers won't be revealed until I get there... and that won't be until February 1, 2009, my departure date... scarry...:)