Over this Labor Day Weekend in the U.S., countless BBQ’s and other get togethers took place. Thousands of bratwursts, hot dogs, and hamburgers were made. The last boat rides of the summer were taken, and the beginning of fall was celebrated. This time of year is always monumental, especially in Minnesota, as it signifies the end of the State Fair!
While we did not exactly celebrate Labor Day here in Japan, we did celebrate the merging of cultures in Jiyugaoka. Dressed in “happy coats” and head bands, a celebration of sorts took place and opened our eyes to a new side of this place we call home (for now.)
Jiyugaoka is an area of Tokyo that celebrates the growing international community. From France, to Venezuela, to Korea and the United States, individuals from all over the world were greeted by members of Jiyugaoka’s government and found themselves the center of attention on Saturday as tey carried a heavy Mikoshi through the streets. Mikoshi are Shinto shrines that are small enough to carry with the help of long pieces of lumber. One day a year, the shrines are lifted by about 20 chanting men and women so the spirits inside the shrines will spread good luck.
On Saturday, Brad participated in the single Gaijin-only Mikoshi in Japan. I played photographer (a much easier task!) and captured some fun photos of the festivities throughout the 4 hour trek down the narrow streets of Jiyugaoka.
The Mikoshi was not carried for the entire 4 hours. Various points were set up with food and drinks for the carriers. At these points, the shrine was carefully set down and a brief hiatus from the heavy lifting was allowed. At each of these rest points, both Japanese and Gaijin participants chatted, ate Asian pears and watermelon, and drank beer.
At the end of the event, the town of Jiyugaoka hosted a free BBQ for the participants. Pork belly and other thin cuts of meat were cooked on the spot along with green peppers and yakisoba. (For more on yakisoba, visit The Shizuoka Gourmet.) With bruised shoulders, Japanese and Gaijin Mikoshi carriers mingled under the tissue paper lanterns.
The kindness and enthusiasm with which the Jiyugaokans welcomed us and encouraged our participation was moving. In a country where it is virtually impossible to fit in if you are not Japanese, this event was a much needed breath of fresh air. In the smiling faces of old men, young women, and small children, this event marked the beginning of a new year living in Japan; one that I hope will be filled with many more memories such as this.
Check out The Whites in Tokyo for Brad’s take on the day!
