Easter Weekend

So for Easter weekend my dear friend Nicole (who I studied abroad with in Vienna) and her fiancee Greg decided to take some time away from the hustle and bustle of Tokyo and join me for a few days in Kyushu. Because let's face it, Kyushu has ZERO hustle and bustle. 

I was thrilled at the idea of company, so I met them at the airport and drove them straight to Beppu for a weekend of good old fashioned fun. Literally, old fashioned... 

Stop #1 on Erin+Nicole+Greg's epic Oita-ken adventure: HIT PARADE! 

Albeit tucked away in the back streets of Beppu and surrounded by what may or may not be Brothels and/or Snack Bars- Beppu City's "Hit Parade" is a must see for anyone in Oita. Heck, I've seen it twice... and I'll be back. 

So with a complimentary bottle of Whiskey on the table, all you could drink beers, and an "all you can eat" buffet at our disposal the three of us hunkered down for an evening of debauchery in good old 1955- Where platform saddle shoes are socially acceptable and hair grease is not only abundant, but cool. 

Greg opted to set his camera on what Nicole calls "forgiving black and white," because we are all rather pale. 

This would be me eating Edamame beans. Edamame beans are one of my favorite things about Japan. 

Nicole starts in on her beer, and I make use of the bottle of Whiskey and the bucket of ice. 

Nicole, myself, and Judy Garland...we're all legendary 

Needless to say, after a few drinks and a few trips to the buffet table we were ready to shake our fifties feet!

look at those two! 

This man is the Asian Teddy Bear hybrid equivalent of Eddie Van Halen. He will play the most EPIC guitar solos, but his facial expression never changes. 

MORE COWBELL!

I'm in love with this guy! He plays the sax...

I attempted to dance with one of the waiters, but upon seeing his dance moves up close I decided to keep my distance. Judging by the move he's striking here, I made a good choice.

Rock Stars....

At some point during the evening it occurred to me that my camera has a video function... Now via the magical Internet you can have a little piece of "Hit Parade" in your own home:

 

I'm going to go out on a limb and guess that we didn't get back to our grungy hostel til after 1 a.m., which is really late for the three of us. We were up, hang-over free, and out the door by 11 a.m. on Saturday.

Stop #2 on Erin+Nicole+Greg's Oita-ken Adventure: Beppu Sand Bath!

Right on the beach with a stunning view of the Pacific, the three of us took a few pictures before paying 1000 Yen (about 10 dollars) to be buried in geo-thermal sand. 

So basically you lay down in these little pre-dug pits wearing nothing but Yukatas (little robes) while tiny Japanese woman bury you in warm sand. It's sort of like when you fall asleep at the beach and wake-up to see that you're friends have buried you in sand and that you look like a poorly sculptured mermaid. Only this is much more pleasant and only lasts for 15 minutes. After that we showered, got the majority of the sand out of our hair, and headed to our next destination. 

Stop #3 on Erin+Nicole+Greg's Epic Oita-ken Adventure: Takasakiyama Mountain

Takasakiyama Mountain is better known as "Monkey Mountain," because about a thousand wild snow monkeys roam around. Upon your assent to the mountain, there are several signs to enlighten you on proper snow monkey protocol:

I want everyone to take a minute to truly appreciate the grammar in the sign. Someone called their English speaking buddy and had it proofread before sending it to print. This is rare. 

What I can only guess reads:

1. Please do not touch baby monkeys while their mothers are giving them piggy-back rides-they will attack you. 

2. Please do not look monkeys in the eye, they will attack you. 

3. Please do not chase monkeys, they will get upset and attack you.

4. As Nicole put it, "Please do not give handkerchiefs to monkeys. They will attack you." 

5. Please do not feed us. While it will make us happy we will take your food and then attack you.

While the babies were adorable, Monkey Mountain is actually a little scary. The monkeys have this shrill cry that they all do at the same time. I think it's a war cry personally. I was afraid to look any of them in the eye, for fear of being mauled. They're tiny but they have sharp teeth and thumbs. You can do a lot of damage with a thumb, even a little one. 

Nicole and I were terrified of the shrill screams coming from all the monkeys. We were also terrified of making eye-contact with a monkey, and ending up without a face.

Luckily the three of us managed to make it out of Monkey Mountain unscathed, so to celebrate we got some crepes and took some pictures by the water before heading back to Kunisaki. 

Stop #4 on Erin+Nicole+Greg's Epic Oita-ken Adventure: Kunisaki Beach Bonfire

My friend Greg decided to throw a bonfire party in celebration of the beautiful Spring weather. So we loaded up on chocolate, "Smore" fixings, and beer and headed to the beach!

Before we knew it, it was Easter Sunday! After sleeping in and enjoying a leisurely breakfast we headed back to Beppu. 

Stop #5 on Erin+Nicole+Greg's Epic Oita-Ken Adventure: Umi-Jigoku 

While it smells a bit like stinky egg farts, the "Sea Hell" is still really beautiful. 

Stop #6 on Erin+Nicole+Greg's Epic Oita-ken Adventure: The Beppu City Sex Museum

Alright, this might not be the most appropriate thing to admit you've visited, but it's still hilarious. Beppu is known as the "Las Vegas" of Kyushu because of the legalized sex trade. As such, they've erected (no pun intended) a Sex Museum, complete with lots of rather phallic statues, shocking wax sculptures (including an interpretation of Snow White and the seven dwarves that's burned into my brain), and a theatre which plays Japanese porn 24/7, needless to say Greg, Nicole, and I got our money's worth in laughter.

I assure you, these were the most PG-13 pictures we walked out with. 

Sadly for all of us Monday rolled around before we were ready and Greg and Nicole headed back up to Tokyo. However, the trip was really great for all three of us. Greg and Nicole got a much needed break from the city, and I got to see some of my closest friends. 

Maybe it's because I made an awesome air-mattress guest bed and lay out fresh towels, or maybe it's because seeing old friends leaves you happy in the most inexplicable way. Regardless of what it was, I know Greg and Nicole had a great time. 

ah, shucks...

Seeing these two has completely brought me out of my anti-social Winter hibernation mode. More than anything it reminded me that I'm leaving Oita in 3 months and headed to Tokyo, where a wonderful boyfriend and a built in group of hilarious friends are readily awaiting my arrival. That's a really special feeling, the kind that leaves you all warm and fuzzy. 

Happy Easter!