And tonight is the start of the what is possibly one of the coolest, craziest festivals in Japan. In Japanese, it's called the Dosoujin. In English, The Fire Festival. I've been trying to piece this one together for a while. A lot of things happen. First they build a 20 meter high, wooden, very flammable structure. About 3 or so families with new borns make long decorated poles for their youngest child. All the people of the village attach their best wishes and proserity for the future of that child. Everyone gathers, gets hammered on sake, have a battle, then burn everything down. There is some meaning to all of this but I need sleep. I'll do it next post.
They ask you to please drink as much as you can. They knew I worked at the ski school so they were eager to see me pissed.
These guys are wasted and fumble that fire stick damn close to you. If you plan on giving this place a visit, lest you want your ass to be on fire, I suggest you stand the hell back, well away from these guys paths.
Thursday, January 15, 2009
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