Oh, summer~
How I despise it. It's hot, it's sticky, it's NOISY (looking at you cicadas), and it's one of the best times of the year in Japan. Out of my three placement requests I landed in my third choice where summer can be the most brutal season along with winter. We're locked in a basin (like a bowl) surrounded by mountains. It's great for keeping away most of the extreme weather. The thunderstorms can teeter on either amazing or scary around here.
Though everyone is sweating it out either indoors or outdoors there's a kind of excitement in the air for the night to come. Summer is the FESTIVAL SEASON! It's also the longest break of the year for students. Teachers still have to show up unless they take a vacation day though. They always look so tired, but chances are they are unwinding at the end of the day with a cold beer somewhere.
There's something so unique about the summers in Japan that you can't help but be even just a little bit smitten with it. Even though the days get hazy and humid and you'd rather be anywhere than the muggy office or a packed train there's a feeling of unity when you're going through it with other people. You even stand out a little less because even we foreigners have to suffer it.
One festival that happens around the end of August-early September is the Fire Festival. That big old peak with the steep slope is a topless Fuji deciding to finally grace us with her full presence. By the way, if you ever see Fuji with a crazy amount of snow on her cap and there are sakura petals whirling around in a swirl of cherry blossom rain with a red pagoda off to the side A) that's in my prefecture and you should absolutely come and see it and B) it's a a bit photoshopped. Best to come in fall for a full snow-covered top view. The autumn foliage is just as gorgeous as the cherry blossoms I assure you. Fuji gets her first snowfall usually around November and it completely melts off right before the rainy season in June then climbing season opens up from July to the end of August. The Fire Festival is to announce the close of the summer and climbing season and to thank her for no major accidents (the Shinto part of it).
As much as I complain about summer being the worst season ever I can't help but look forward to its arrival. This is a shot on top of the Mori Art Museum in Roppongi. That bright illuminating beacon is Tokyo Tower.
Even nature gets to enjoy the sweet fruits of summer like this little rhino beetle and his piece of melon. He hung out with us in the office all day enjoying the aircon and his little slice of melon.





