Kyoto day three, Ginkaku-ji and the Philosopher’s Walk

Tuesday 11/8:

The second post of the day was Ginkaku-ji, or the Silver Pavilion. Since seeing the golden one last time I visited Kyoto, it was time to do the silver one. I knew it wasn’t gone be as grand as the golden one, not actually being silver colored, but it was close to the Philosophers Walk that I also hadn’t seen yet, so it was practical.

The silver pavilion garden was beautiful and serene and had a nice view over part of Kyoto. The silver pavilion in itself was ok, no silver coating and in addition it had some restoration work in progress.

Kind of wonder how you make this thing, and how it would look if it rained.

After the silver pavilion we walked the Philosopher’s walk, a cherry tree lined canal walk, also beautiful and serene. Probably even more so in the cherry blossom period or maple season, but that’s true for all of Kyoto.

Coming to the end of the canal, we extended our walk all the way back to our hotel in Gion, so quite a lot of walking that day, but it was worth it. Following the river literally all the way back to our hotel door, we discovered even more lovely city landscape, not part of tourist Kyoto, but still just as pretty.

That night we ended up in a cool okonomiyaki/other grill food place in Gion, along the small river we had been following all day. I was happy to get to eat my last okonomiyaki in Japan, and Ina and dad was happy they got to eat some simple but delicious grilled shrimps and other meat.

Before finishing of I would like to show you this picture of Kamo River and all the romantic couples sitting in almost military equal distance from each other, giving an illusion of privacy. It continued up as long the eye could see on both sides of the bridge, kind of crazy.

Kyoto day three, Fushimi Inari

Tuesday 11/8:

Our third day in Kyoto was gone be a busy one. I had still lots of places to see on my to do list, and not much time left.

The first post of the day was Fushimi Inari, a mountain of thousand red tori gates, and on of my biggest recommendations if you are going to Kyoto.

Ok, back to Fushimi Inari. The whole thing was really an experience, like a magical forest. Besides the countless tori gates there were lots of fox statues with red scarves, the deity of money, agriculture and industry if I have gotten my homework right. True the age’s people have donated the tori gates to the mountain and written their prayer on the gates for them to come true.

It was actually a small distance walking, and a hot day. Halfway up we stopped at one of the many small eating-places, to try some fox udon for luch.

After that Ina had to give up on walking any further, part because of some bad shoes. Dad followed her back, while I continued further up. Unfortunately, five minutes after splitting up I came to the first viewing spot of the journey. In addition the path levelled out to be not so step anymore and it took you further into the forest.

I met less and less people from no one also, so there were probably more people giving up as well, which is to bad, since the best part really is the last 20 minutes or so. I took a ton of cool pictures, got to see the top, and headed back to our hotel to meet up with the others.

Kyoto day two, eastern Gion and Kiyomizu temple

Monday 10/8:

The next day we were woken up to nothing less than an earthquake and a typhoon at the same time! The earthquake was the biggest one so fare, 6.9 in Tokyo city. Unfortunately (I know I should say fortunately, but I can’t help thinking earthquakes are exiting, as long as no one gets hurt. Don’t have them in Norway you see), we were in Kyoto and not in Tokyo, so I only barely noticed it half asleep 5 or 6 in the morning. Just like my first earthquake in Japan I mumbled “jordskjelv” (earthquake in Norwegian) to the others and rolled over to sleep some more. Dad and Ina didn’t notice at all.

The typhoon wasn’t much either, just a normal rainstorm, without any wind. Don’t think I have ever experienced a real typhoon in Japan yet, only near misses. The rain wasn’t serious, but a big hindrance for our sightseeing plans. We ended up waiting it all out, playing bowling, shopping and taking purikuras of all things.

At last the rain stopped, and we could start our way up eastern Gion to Kiyomizu temple among others (Kyoto really has a lot of temples and shrines!).

We also stopped on the way for my last, and dad and Ina’s first green tea desert. I was delighted, not so sure about dad and Ina.

Eastern Gion was beautiful. Last time I visited was nighttime, at the yearly light festival in Gion. Daytime proved to be just as lovely.

Yasaka Pagoda

Here is a picture of Kiyomizu, an over thousand year old wooden temple in the hills of Kyoto.

There is also a small love shrine next to Kiyomizu.

After the Gion sightseeing we went and saw a small Japanese culture show with different traditional plays, tea sermonise, maiko (geisha) dance and so one.

For dinner that night we were able to find a not to expensive restaurant along Kamo River with available tables for eating outside on the pavilions over the river. The place served Kyoto dishes, something I had been looking forward to try. No one spoke English, so I got to use my Japanese but they did have English menus for us. Also, we sat on the floor, no possibility for cheating this time.

Eating outside was great and a first for me in Japan, as restaurants and cafes in Japan don’t usually have outside tables, at least not in Tokyo.

Kyoto day one

Sunday 9/8:

It was Sunday, and time to head of to Kyoto. We were taking the shinkansen (fast train), and it was the first time for me. For some reason I had got it into my head that the shinkansen was leaving from Shinjuku, and not Tokyo station, but luckily we had put in enough slack time to correct that error. It would have been an expensive error to do, for the shinkansen is amazingly fast and practical, but also suitably expensive.

Here is my shinkansen bento. Delicious eel in layers true the rice ^^ Dad and Ina didn’t eat anything, as I hadn’t managed to convince them to change to Japanese eating times, with big lunches and late dinners.

Arriving in Kyoto we headed for our Japanese style hotel of four days in the city. In Tokyo Ina and dad had stayed at a western style hotel, so now I were gone introduce them to the Japanese version.

It was a great hotel, in the middle of Gion district, not very costly but still more expensive than anything I have ever stayed at in Japan so fare. We shared a room, which is the costume here, paying per person, not per room. There were tatami mats, yukatas, slippers, green tea, futons that we had to lay out for the night and the whole package.

We made it a slow day, tried out the yukatas and had a tea brake in our new and “exotic” surroundings. Afterwards we went for a small stroll true the streets of Kyoto, starting in Gion.

Crossing Kamo River, which hosted a small festival at the time and also had the summer eating pavilions of the Pontocho Alley restaurants out.

We visited Pontocho alley and headed back to Gion again, where we ended up eating at this cool place, which should be known for anyone that has visited Kyoto, don’t know the name though, sorry. Ina and dad made a brave try to eat the only dish the restaurant served, which I also don’t know the name of, sorry. Some kind of Japanese style fast food omelette (raw egg was optional for tourists), with konnyaku, octopus, sauces and other jummy stuff.

Ina had by now worked out a system, and were at all times carrying a fork in her purse. A knife, and it would have been a foolproof plan.

The last challenge of the day was bath time. In Norway most people shower in the mornings, only making an exception if you have been exercising, or if it has been an unusual hot summer day (the last one not happening that often). In Japan you shower and bath at night instead, a habit I have gotten quite fond of and brought back home to Norway. Why wake unnecessary early in the morning and stress with showering then, when you can get all that done and finished with the evening before, and loaf around in your comfortable pyjamas the last few hours before going to bed.

Anyway, the hotel had the normal public bath facility available, but also private once just across the hallway of our room. Dad was up for the challenge of Japanese style bathing, and I sent him there after giving him sufficient instructions in bathing etiquette. It went without problem and we could all go to bed, or futons I mean, probably the real last challenge of the day for those used to a bit softer bedding.

Tokyo sightseeing

Saturday 8/8:

Ok, time to finish this blog. Can’t stop now when I am so close to the finish line. Here we go, short and sweet.

It was Tokyo sightseeing day, and I was the guide. Having lived here for a year, I felt pretty competent and up for the task. Doing all of Tokyo was of course impossible so we settled for West Tokyo to begin with.

Starting with Shibuya, the Time Square of Tokyo, we went a short trip true the 109 shopping mall with all the cool clothes, up and down some of the shopping streets and down to the big food court place underneath the subway.

Next up was Harajuku, a great sightseeing spot in Tokyo. Here we went to see Meiji Shrine, a wonderful oasis from the hassle of the big city. They had two weddings in progress while we where there, and dad took a bunch of pictures.

We also did the Takeshita-dori, walking slowly down the street, keeping to the left to not disrupt the flow of people. We found a small dog clothes shop, which especially fascinated Ina and dad. First they thought it sold baby clothes, but that was before looking closely at the models. Ina was looking for some souvenirs for Theo, her new grandchild. We saw a bunch more dog accessorise shops that vacation, but no baby shops…

How cute had it been if we have managed find a baby kimono for Theo! To bad I don’t know anyone with a small dog.

Following the JR line the next station was Shinjuku. Here we visited the observatory of Tokyo Metropolitan Government Office, and took a beer in the bar there.

After that it was starting to get late, and we had to hurry on to our last post of the day, a firework festival held in Odaiba, down south in Tokyo. No time to stop at Ina’s and dad’s hotel to rest, which was probably what they wanted the most at the time, but I wasn’t gone let them miss a chance like this to experience a real Japanese hanabi.

After some back and forth on my cell phone, I chose on of the nearest train stations to the shooting spot. This was my first hanabi without Japanese guidance, and I have a feeling my choice of station might have been a bit wrong.  The crowd was unbelievable! But once out of the train there was no turning back. At least it wasn’t difficult to find out where we should go. There was a queue out of the station going for many blokes, over a bridge and what not. When we finally arrived at the sightseeing spot I was disappointed to find out that there was no food booths to speak of.  We were herded into a parking lot and weren’t allowed to choose any other spot.

But besides from that the view was great, next to the harbour full of lighted traditional looking Japanese boats, Odaiba in the background with the ferris wheel.  And the firework itself was amazing! Going on for one and a half hour with incredible colors and lots of rockets. My third hanabi that summer and by fare the prettiest. Here are some pictures.

Dad and Ina arrives Japan

Friday 7/8:

After the graduation ceremony I stopped by my lab for a final goodbye there and then if was of to a small goodbye party (with food) for all the students, host families and teachers.

And then when that was about done I got a call from my dad, saying he and Ina (his wife) had finally arrived at campus! It was not a surprise visit, even if it must sound like it since I haven’t mentioned it in this blog before now, but for my last week in Japan I was gone show he and Ina around, starting with my campus.

It was night by then, and the rain was poring down. I showed them the campus area outside, with the pretty park and wooden alee at least. But we were extremely unlucky, and my lab building had closed down an hour earlier because of some kind of electrical maintenance work so we couldn’t get in there. I did get to introduce them to a few of the YSEP people heading home from the party. And also, the best part was that I had managed to convince Kojiro to meet us for dinner.

He took us to a small cosy fish restaurant he had researched out for us earlier that week, which I never could have taken them to by my self (because of lack of English menus in places like that). We had sashimi and a weird fish pot, almost like shabu shabu (dish where you cook meat and vegetables in boiling water at the table yourself). It was more than enough food, and drink also of course :P

It was probably quite a culture shock for dad and Ina when I think about it. We sat on the floor, with room for the legs luckily. There were raw fish and sake, and also, there were the chopsticks… Dad had some training from other Asian countries, but Ina had some trouble and ended up eating with a fork for children, which was the only thing the restaurant could provide us with.

It’s not like they are beginners at travelling or anything like that. They have probably been to more countries than I have ever been, and I had no hesitation letting them fend for themselves the first day, finding the way to my campus alone. But it was their first time to Japan for the both of them, and they told me later that week that Japan was the country most different from the west that they had ever experienced!

I don’t know myself, but it might just be true. Japan is one of only a handful of countries that has never truly been colonized by the west. It might also just be that I was able to give them a more genuine experience, taking them to local restaurants and Japanese style hotels and such, than they were used to in other countries. Anyway, this was just the beginning, and dad and Ina was in for a intense cultural weekend ^_^

Dad and Ina had brought with them gifts from Norway also, on my request, a “tollekniv” or Norwegian style knife for the outdoor, and wooden cup, provided by my mom likewise. In Norwegian style we made him open the gift there and then, and it seemed he liked them.

I have no pictures of the evening I am afraid, as I managed to forget my camera that day, and the next one, which was Tokyo sightseeing (and which I have a few pictures from my dad’s camera). So great pictures in next post coming up, promise.

Graduation and my sotsuron project

Friday 7/8:

By the end of the week it was graduation time from Tokyo Tech. It was a daylong seminar ending with a nice ceremony. Everyone presented their SOTSURON project that we had worked on true the whole year and it was actually quite interesting, at least when I understood half of it, which happened mostly in the computer related projects and not so often with the chemistry or biotechnology projects for example.

I had to present my own project also, which was scary enough, but I think it all went well. We were each given 10 minutes to present, and I had decided to make it simple and explain as simple as possible so that most people could understand. I will try and make a short summary here since I haven’t really written much about what I have been doing at school in this blog, feel free to skip it :P

Summary:

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First of all, I study Computer Science and the field of Artificial Intelligence. Not like in thinking and self-confidence robots like in science fiction, but like computers doing abstract reasoning and problem solving. This abstract reasoning and problem solving is captured using logical programming, which is a special category of programming languages.

Prolog is on of these languages, one of the first and still one of the most popular ones. Prolog works by creating a knowledge base of the world you are interested in, consisting of relations in that world, and then you run queries over these relations to ask questions about what you are interested in knowing.

Example:

Knowledge Base:

friendof(john,mary)

friendof(mary,pedro)

friendof(mary,tom)

friendof(pedro,tom)

likes(X,Y):-friendof(X,Y)

likes(X,Y):-friendof(X,Z),likes(Z,Y)

Query:

?- likes(john,tom)

Here we have four people.

friendof(john,mary), mean that john is friend of mary

likes(X,Y):-friendof(X,Y) mean that any person X that is friend of a person Y, also likes this person Y.

likes(X,Y):-friendof(X,Z),likes(Z,Y) mean that any person X that is friend of a person Z and that person Z has a person Y that he/she likes, then person X also likes this person Y.

The query asks if john likes tom, can you figure out what the answer must be?

So, now you know logical programming, good job, and now over to the main topic of my project, namely probabilistic logics. The aim of probabilistic logics is to combine logical reasoning (explained above) with probability theory.

It’s a bit generalizing to say for example, that you like all friends of your friends. You might like quite a few of them, since you probably have a similar taste in people, but liking all of them is unlikely. So lets add a probability to the rule, say it’s 70 % chance of you liking a friend of your friend.

You could write this like

0.7: likes(X,Y):-friendof(X,Z),likes(Z,Y)

And then there is a 100% chance of you liking your friend of course, friends are friends right?

1.0: likes(X,Y):-friendof(X,Y)

Also, maybe we are not sure if John is a friend of mary. Maybe we are only 50 % sure.

0.5: friendof(john,mary)

Adding the others…

0.9: friendof(mary,pedro)

1.0: friendof(mary,tom)

0.7: friendof(pedro,tom)

Now the query isn’t only about if john is a friend of tom, but also the probability that john is a friend of tom, knowing all we know. Can you figure it out? Probably not as fast as a computer can.

That’s what my lab in Tokyo Tech is working on, developing a probabilistic logic programming language, called PRISM, that can solve problems like this.

So over to what I was sett to work on in all this. The thing is, there are several probabilistic logics being developed at the time, so PRISM has competition, but also potential allies. One of those is a language called ProbLog. My task was to make a automatic translator from ProbLog to PRISM, to show that PRISM can do the same as ProbLog (just faster and better of course). So mostly syntactical work, and not very difficult, but I did learn a lot even so.

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I think I am gone stop here. No need to explain anymore in detail. The project was successful and the presentation went ok. Some of my lab friends, Kojiro and even Yuka showed up for it even though I had asked them not to (but I did give them the time and place after some pressuring so I can only blame my self), and I think I managed to learn people that usually don’t have much to do with programming a little bit about my field, so all in all a success. I do whis I had used more pictures on the slides tough.

PS: John like Tom

Lab farwell party and origami

Monday 3/8:

After my last whole weekend with Kojiro it was time for my last party with my lab friends. They were arranging a farewell party for me that Monday after school, free of charge for me and everything. We went to a nice izakaya and ate and drank more than enough, and after a lot of us went to a second izakaya for a second party with more food and drink (standard procedure).

It was kind of sad at times, since I really didn’t want to say farewell and leave Japan, but most of the time was merry :P They even had a parting gift for me, an origami booklet in both Japanese and English, and lots of pretty origami paper! It was such a nice gift, and was super happy for it. In addition everyone made me a crane or other origami for a gift to. Masakazu taught me how to make my first crane and Nagao, my tutor true this whole year made some really かわい cranes, six of them from one small paper, in pairs!

The red one in the middle is my first crane ^^

Origami is really fantastic, and seeing what people can make really makes me want to learn to. Here are some examples made by Jocke, another fellow YSEP student, enjoy : )

Oshima continued

Saturday 1/8 – Sunday 2/8:

After visiting the volcano we bicycled down the mountain again, but not on the side we came up, but the other side! The advantage of this was that we came to a small town with a great beach that we could swim on. The back side was that we now was on the other side of おしま (big-island), and that we had to either bicycle all the way up to the volcano again and down, or around the whole island, which was an even bigger trip, to get back.

Ignoring my faith in waiting, I had a fun time diving in the sea, and playing with the sand at the beach. There were lots of big and pretty seashells and fish in the sea that we don’t have in Norway.

It was my first time using my bikini at all in Japan, something you seldom get a chance to do. Japanese do swim in the ocean at summer time, but never in lakes, as they are perceived as more dirty, and also since they don’t have so many of them. Water parks or swimming pools are rare it seems. All the schools have a swimming pool, so everyone learns to swim, but besides from that I haven’t had much to do with water parks or swimming pools at all in my stay in Japan. Why bother when you have onsens ^^

Japanese bikinis were of course very different from my normal black style western bikini. They were of course all colourful and cute, as all underwear in Japan is to. It’s all about pink bows, laces, bubblegum colors and matching sets when it comes to Japanese underwear. In addition the bikinis were formed as skirts to make them a bit more modest for the shy Japanese.

The bad thing was since they were shy about their bikinis I started whishing I had a skirt bikini to! I don’t know if I ever mentioned this in my blog, but talking about shy Japanese people, there is one cultural thing about Japan that you seldom hear about before you go there, or at least I hadn’t heard about before I went. And that is the issue of cleavage :P

In Japan you can were as tiny miniskirts as you want, but if you have any cleavage to speak of everyone starts staring. So basically it is opposite of the west, where cleavage is totally normal, but short short skirts are reason to stare. Anyway, it didn’t take me and my other western girl friends long to notice this interesting cultural difference, and change our wardrobe while we were at it.

Other traits of the shy Japanese are that they always sleep in their pyjamas. But ok, to big of a detour, I have to get back on track. Lets see… Ok, after swimming in the ocean we went to clean of at a tiny onsen. It was my first joint sex onsen, but a pretty boring one as everyone used bathing suits :P Usually same sex onsens are nude once, with usually only guys entering, and the towel covered seldom female now and then. Sounds like an experience.

A cute volcano stone

The onsen was tiny but great, with a fantastic ocean sunset view. After cleaning up and getting into fresh clothes we ate a tasty sashimi/raw fish on top of rice dish. They didn’t have tuna on this island, as it was too distant from Tokyo to get it fresh enough for sashimi, but they had their own fish instead which was also delicious.

Another delicacy they had at this island was something called くさや , that is stinking fish. We could tell that they ate it at a neighbouring table…

After dinner it was time to head home, unfortunately. In no condition to cycle at all anymore that day, I lay down veto on the decision, and we ended up walking our bicycles up the mountain. The solution with least amount of contact with the bicycle seat, as I could stand rolling all the way down the other side.

We only had one headlamp, as I somehow had imagined lighted roads for some reason when packing my backpack. That and a thick fog coming inn halfway up the mountain made for a memorable trip.

Here we are at a vending machine on the top of the foggy mountain, no need to carry much water in Japan if you are close to civilization.

Cycling close to each other going down the mountain again, with the one wearing the headlamp at the back, we only met one or two cars luckily. The person not wearing the headlamp got a huge shadow of him/herself on the fog in front. In addition the fog was so wet that you collected raindrops on your eyelashes just from riding true it!

The next day it rained, a lot! We rested in the tent for a while until we had no other choice than to pack up and bicycle back in the poring rain to deliver our bicycles back. The bicycle renters were very friendly and gave us discount coupons for a new onsen close to the dock of our departing boat. They even gave us a ride there, despite us being dirty and soaking wet!

This particular onsen was a pool slash onsen, so we could play around in the pool together before going back to the separate onsen parts. After that we went home to Tokyo by boat, this time with seat tickets luckily. And also, we finished the day of with a tasty okonomiyaki dinner at a really cool place at Oookayama. It had been a perfect and memorable weekend ^^

Oshima and the volcano

Friday 31/7 – Saturday 1/8:

My very last days in Japan were closing in and it was time for my last full weekend together with Kojiro. That’s why we had made some extraordinary planes and were going away for the weekend, to Oshima.

Shima in Japanese means island, so to get there we were travelling by boat. There were different traveling classes on board ranging from bed and futon tickets, which was all the same class depending on preferences I think, seating tickets, and then our tickets, the floor tickets :P We where handed a plastic matt when boarding the boat and then it was only to find a fitting place to sleep true the night. The weather was nice and there were thick blankets for rent so we ended up sleeping under the stars on deck ^ ^ Actually pretty cosy.

Here is the view of Tokyo bay as we are leaving (taken from the exact same spot that we chose to sleep). The boat had a Norwegian flag painted on it for some reason, but I never figured out if it was just the logo of the boat company or if the boat maybe was made in Norway, as we make a lot of boats in Norway.

Reaching the island we walked around for a while before we found our bike-renting place. We were doing Oshima the very cheapest way, and bicycled therefore of to our next stop and sleeping place for the night, a campsite. But before reaching the campsite we stopped for a small break at a cute little zoo by the ocean. It was early in the morning and the zoo was closed, but the zookeeper let us in for free anyway so we had the whole zoo for ourselves!

Here we have the coolest animals of the park, the giant turtles, over 100 kg each.

I also encountered a giant bee, which of course is not as big as a giant turtle but much more dangerous. I was told that if the kumahachi or bear-bee stung me in the neck for example I would most likely die! So one more thing to add to the list of things that you have in Japan (but not in Norway) that can kill you, namely earthquakes, volcanoes, typhoons and giant bees.

Here you have the last bit of road to our campsite. We actually bicycled true a long car free tunnel to get there, which was pretty cool.

After reaching the campsite and finishing setting up the tent, it was time to visit the volcano! Yes, Oshima has a volcano, a mountain called Mihara. And not any volcano either. It is one of the world’s three most active volcanoes, having had an eruption as early as 23 years ago! Exciting right ^^

We were bicycling up the top, starting out pretty げんき and ending up pretty sore, in my case. I found out that I hadn’t gotten magically better at bicycling by not having done it that much the last few years, and my legs started acing from the constant uphill in no time. Kojiro was better at this, but his bike had a habit of protesting now and then. The O in Oshima, means big by the way, as in big island…

But no matter how slow and painful, you always arrive at your destination (unless you give up and turn around that is), and so we did. There there were a cooling lunch (cold soba) as reward, and just a small walk up the volcano remaining. The landscape was incredible, with traces of the last eruption still clearly visible as long traces of black hardened magma pouring out of the crater. Closing in on the volcano all you could see was black rocks and green vegetation and a selection of two or three big beautiful flower types taking back the habitat. There were also actual volcano shelters lining the path up the volcano, just in case of a new eruption.

Up on the top, we took our time to visit a small shrine before going to see the crater itself. There, Kojiro read that the shrine was from before the last eruption, and that it barely survived the magma flow that parted in two just at that exact spot! Pretty amazing.

Afterwards it was time to see my first volcano crater ever ^^ There were steam coming up from the ground here and there and the crater itself was huge. We walked around the whole thing also, which was quite a walk.

A funny, completely unrelated ting happened to Kojiro up on the crater side by the way. On the way we found one of those huge noisy insects that we don’t have in Norway, cicadas I think they are called. I learned that they live under ground for many years, then dig their way out, fly around, mate and make a lot of sound for a week or so and then die, sort of a sad but sweet story. Anyway, Kojiro threw a rock at the pole the cicadas rested on, so that it flew away into the horizon. You could follow where it flew for ages, just like a bird 0_0 They are really crazy big! No insect should be allowed to get that big in my opinion. I wrote about them earlier in my blog when I first encountered one here in Japan (in Norwegian I am afraid, but there is a picture) here.

10 minutes later or so, on our way around the crater, Kojiro makes a sudden jerk and bends over showing his neck to me. The cicada is back, and it had decided to take revenge and had landed in Kojiro’s neck! Remember this is a bug the size of half my hand minus fingers! The thing was most likely just looking for some shade (not revenge), just like us, because it started crawling down between Kojiro’s back and backpack.

I couldn’t bring my self to touch the thing, even if I really wanted to help Kojiro from his misery. But luckily everything worked out fine eventually as the bug stuck to the backpack when we took that of.

PS: You can see some steam to the left in this picture.

Ok, I think I am cutting this post short, but there will be more Oshima adventures in next post. See you then