September 19, 2016
We’re back with another episode of Eatyoursushi. And we have new graphics to go with it. Ooooh pretty! Dan’s really talented at this kind of stuff, so big high five to Dan for making it happen. We’re also adding a short little section to Eatyoursushi. Say hello to FATFATTACOHEAD! I mean, Japan releases so much fun stuff and we barely get the chance to try it out, let alone get a chance to make a video about it, so this seems like a fun way for us to share some of the interesting snacks coming out of Japan. Yay!
Otherwise, sorry if we seemed a bit dead in this week’s episode. We’re adjusting poorly to the jet lag. Yes, I know: every time we come back from the West we complain about jet lag, but this time I was sure we had it under control. We had a bizarre flight back. We flew 14 hours from Toronto to Korea, then had a six hour layover, and then a two hour flight to Japan. We made it back to our homes at around 12:30AM, and fell right asleep, which seemed like a perfect time for us! We usually go to sleep at around 2AM or so, and so we weren’t that far off. But we woke up a lot earlier than we thought we’d wake up, and then it all went downhill from there. Bah!
What’s great, though, is that we’re waking up at normal people hours now. We usually get out of bed at 10AM or so, but now we’re waking up at 6AM, and we can go out for breakfasts in the morning and see people going about their days, like normal folk. It’s such a different feeling. I like it! Martina’s more a creature of the night and she isn’t really all too into it. But it feels so cool! Ah, how easily amused we are. LOOK AT ME WAKING UP LIKE REGULAR FOLK!
But, for real, sleep is super important to us. I think it’s one of the most neglected aspects of people’s health. There’s so much literature about diet and exercise, but I don’t see as much effort being put into sleeping deep. And some people that are entrepreneurial/workaholics barely sleep at all. I remember when we were like that. We’d publish six-seven videos a week and slept like shit. That takes such a huge toll on your health. I won’t let that happen again. Now we sleep in dark dens. We drop the shutters over our windows and not a crack of light gets through until we naturally wake up.
Ok that was too much talk about how much we sleep and how sleepy we are. You can see what’s on our mind for this week. That, and what it means to be a foreigner, which we talked about somewhat extensively in this week’s episode, and which I now feel I will be for the rest of my life, no matter where we are. We definitely felt like foreigners in Canada. The only place we didn’t feel like foreigners was in our own homes. Martina’s basement is almost exactly the same as when she left it, it seems, and it’s only there that we feel like we have a piece of who we were before.
And I know being a foreigner means different things to different people. Our experience of being foreigners is definitely different than that of other people, definitely different than that of my parents, different than that of my neighbors. But the emotions we feel in Canada are kind of the same as those we feel in Japan and Korea. Maybe “foreigner” isn’t the right word. “Outsider” seems more appropriate. The more I think about it the more it hits me how bizarre our lives are. Yesterday we were sitting outside of one of our favorite coffee shops in Kichijoji. The inside is small, but it has steps outside, and we usually get our coffees, sit outside on those steps, and people watch. A Japanese lady in her mid 30s (? I really don’t know what age she was we suck at guessing ages) walked up to Martina and asked to take a picture of her hair. And after she took some pictures the first thing she asked was “what is your job?” I mean, it’s something we take for granted, but Martina probably couldn’t get a job with her hairstyle, right? The professional workforce is usually more conservatively attired.
We don’t have traditional jobs. We don’t look like regular people. We don’t fit in anywhere. We’re strangers wherever we go. We don’t sleep at the same times as most people. We’re just odd and in many ways un-relatable.
Which is what leads me to my final point. Thank you guise for watching us. Thank you for letting us be a part of your lives. Thank you for mailing us letters and letting us know how we are a part of your lives, because in many ways it doesn’t feel like we’re a part of anything. But reading your comments and letters anchors us, and reminds us that we’re a part of something, even if on many days it doesn’t feel that way.
Ah, I shouldn’t have written this after magic mail time and jet lagged. Next week I’ll be less emotional. Here’s magic mail time, in case you’re wondering.