A Diversion

I thought that my next trip from Japan to the United States would be a one-way ticket representing the end of my JET Programme contract and my time spent in Japan as a teacher. Unfortunately, my first trip back to the US was not under any such circumstances.

My grandmother, known to us as Bubbeh, its Yiddish equivalent, passed away from lung cancer complicated by pneumonia on Sunday, June 7th at a hospital in Stony Brook, Long Island. She and Zaydeh, my grandfather, had once lived in Stony Brook for decades and had long since moved to Seattle to live across from Elliot Bay. The reason for their presence in Long Island was that it was the last spot on their long vacation to visit family and friends all over the world. They flew to Iceland, where they met my parents and explored glaciers and volcanoes. Afterwards, they flew back to London to visit with my parents a bit longer before boarding the Queen Mary and cruising back to New York in style. My grandparents have always been swanky folk. Only a short while after the Queen Mary docked in New York City and Bubbeh had met her older brother for martinis, did she fall ill.

Within 24 hours, friends and loved ones were coming out of the woodworks, racing to say their goodbyes.

I decided to fly back to the US to see my family and to say my goodbyes to Bubbeh, even though they would be a bit late. My schools were characteristically understanding, and they each gave me money for flowers, which they told me is the Japanese custom. I was really touched.
The funeral would be held on that Friday so I left on Thursday afternoon from Tokyo airport. My friend, Kevin, allowed me to use his family’s Delta buddy pass – enabling me a cheap fare from Tokyo to Seattle on standby. The first flight was a breeze – I even got to ride in business class! Unfortunately the flight was from Tokyo all the way to Atlanta, flying directly over Seattle and landing nowhere near it.

At the Atlanta airport I was on a very long list of standbys and was told that, “it didn’t look good.” As I sat, exhausted and unsure of what to do next, I saw my sister standing in line for boarding. Somehow she had found out my flight and booked herself on the same one. In the nick of time, I was put on the flight. It was a miracle. I sat next to an old man who was going to his son’s graduation from the University of Washington. He told me about his ex-wife who was in “lady’s prison” and his fiancée and that he had seen a few UFOs in his time in Georgia. Then he helped me with the in-flight trivia challenge and sure enough, we won a fair few games!

Laura and I met up with Oren and Michele (our uncle and aunt) and waited for my mother at the airport. Only my mother would bring two checked suitcases for a 5-day trip.

We checked into a hotel nearby Zaydeh’s apartment at Elliot Bay. It felt so wonderful to be back, but the reality of the situation was slowly starting to hit and I began to feel numb. Like I was watching myself on a TV screen. This wasn’t my life. The Sreebny women went out for a bowl of clam chowder that evening (at 10pm because the sun never sets in the Pacific Northwest, apparently) and fell asleep at different times, each one of us on our own jet lag.

MONKEYS

As I was leaving school today, I noticed a small group of baby monkeys. They were so cute and little! Not at all like the big scary monkeys I usually see in the road, which is just before I fear for my life… normally, anyway.

So I admired the babies, but then I looked to my left and saw that there was another group of mother monkeys. Big, mean mother monkeys. I immediately made the mistake of looking them all dead in the eye. To which they replied with SCREAMS OF ANGER. I fled… then realizing I still had to get to my car and go home!

So I ran for it! The screams kept up behind me, but nothing ever chased/killed/ate me in the end, so it was lucky.

I then hopped in the junk-mobile and it managed to die twice before I got out of the parking lot. I am going to rent a car until the summer, and then I am going to buy a car off of a leaving JET. My mind is made up. I am tired of the little car that couldn’t.

In better news, Kirby is adjusting well to being let out in the rest of the house. He isn’t daring enough to climb or descend the staircase yet, but he’s getting there. He’s litter trained and doesn’t usually chew, scratch or destroy things. He’s fond of things that make noise and buttons that are attached to things. Other than that and the consant puppyish nibbling, he is a perfect angel. Having a pet wandering around while I am having breakfast or am doing laundry makes it feel proper. He is no longer a little weasel that I spend an hour with on a good day shut up in a room that serves no other purpose. It’s time to turn my house into a home! And the first thing it needed was a pet. Done. Accomplished. Next, FURNITURE?

Also finding Swiss Miss hot cocoa powder at Itotome has officially made my week better. I have a hot cocoa after my last class of the day, and it just makes the day seem warmer and life seem better. Mmm… cheap instant cocoa. Who knew I missed it? I figured by now I would be missing pizza or burritos or panera bread. While I love those things, I don’t seem to be having the uncontrollable cravings I thought I would be by now. Hooray!