The Nomadic Gypsy

Mountains, ahh, such a sight for a country boy that's only seen plains and meadows. None of this mountain stuff happening in my life or country and yet behold, the marvellous beauty that bestows upon my tiny eyes. The glimmer of snow capped summits hit by the rays of the last autumn sun. the leaves have fallen all of in preparation for the cold that is to come. Tree's with the spray of fresh snow to come and every human wrapped in layers of clothes. Winter.

My time in Tokyo was short. Enough to find some new kicks the size for a giant in a small everything land. My drive took around 6 hours through some country landscape which is perpetually doted with small towns, village and rice paddies. Nothing out of the ordinary I haven’t seen. More winds up and down mountain sides if anything. If I had a manual transmission I may have been tempted to re-enact some initial-d or Tokyo drift scene I saw in my early teenage days of being a stoner couch surfer to then wake up and find myself over the edge in some Forrest gutter covered in last falls stigma of leaves hoping im rescued, or dead. Yeah. totally not doing that. This Honda was struggling up the hill to then have a hand brakey, left turn, throttle and drift like a king.. in your dreams. Ill save that for the mountain on my snowboard. Oh yeah. 'Snowborado Hajemite' or first time snowboarding it was for me. This was it and I was finally about to do something id wanted to for a very long time. In fact I felt that this was going to be something I will keep doing yet regret not doing it earlier. Id gotten the gear needed from reliable sources (second hand shops and friends garages) and was heading towards the gold. Hakuba.

It was night when I arrived and I could see nothing of no mountain this ski resort was known for, meh, morning it was. Though I did some the flicker of a cabin light up above. Time to meet the fellow work crew. My job was at a pub, Australian sports bar to be correct , yes in Japan . Hey it was work and money and they gave me lots of benefits so go figure. The crew was lovely. People from all parts of the company was there as they ran about 5 lodges as well as a bar, restaurant and hotel. Biggest in town. Josh the bar manager was a legend, bit of a cool dude and sometimes I dont think I was cool enough for his radness. The remaining bar staff I met later yet seemed very similar. I like snowboarding but ill say I dont like these cool fuckers that think there the shit. Ill elaborate later.
The hotel manger Yo was a rad dude and shredded on guitar. The company general managers where a old lovely couple though I soon found out they had a lot on the plate at all times. Oh and the vie assistant manager... I don’t know what you’d call her, everything lady, secretary, or really hot model that did everything well, was banging. Man she was a babe. I would have let lose on that girl with all I could. She was fine, half Japanese, half English. She had a western brain and Japanese looks. I tell you right now if I wasn’t with someone else I would have done all I could to get with her. But she knew she was good and even though we got along there was that work profession that lay in between. Doesn’t matter how much you laugh, tease, push smile or joke sick but sexual things... you ain’t getting any...shame. I think we would have shagged good. If only I could woo her more with charm. ( memo, practice charm with ladies better)

There were two owners that shared in the properties. Adrian and Quinton. Adrian was a old geezer with money coming out of his hairy ears but with a laugh and smile about him. Always paid for things and was never not pleasant about seeing and greeting an employee. Q on the other hand, was a lovely guy but he was too cool for anyone. He was a snowboarder kid and if you didn't fit into that circle you weren’t worth shit too him. And I was not apart of that. See you gotta talk the lingo, fake the part and drink till your fucking stupid. Actually being stupid just sums it up. Whats not better then being a late 30s everyday drinker talking shit about other cunts or some dumb fucking trick or worse some slut you wanted to fuck and missed out cause you got so wasted of Yagerbombs. Your goals everyday are to shred snow better then anyone else while drinking beers and hanging with your 'mates' the cunts you spend everyday with, drink, ride, work, live and shit with. Get me the fuck away from that. Fake people. Ponced up fake fuckers looking to be cool, follow every fucker out there, only care about themselves and there sick same minded mates and not give a fuck about anyone else or the world we live in. May we adopt more snowboarders in this world cause I believe were still not smug enough.
Although I have to hand it to the sport. The sheer beauty of snow is compelling enough to gaze at all day but to climb and mountain and throw your self down by gliding on a perplexed board is heavenly. It really is. The freedom on a mountain plus the feeling of controlling that board where to go is both a mystery and yet a destination in itself. Japan snow is the best and on a good pow day it acts like a natural sugar high to most.

Being the skateboarder I picked up snowboarder instantaneously, well within the few weeks of hard stacks and learning to adjust yet for majority it was like skateboarding. Starting on a huge hill with a large slope hurt but It gave me confidence quickly to tackle fast and handle different terrain. Happo One was a huge mountain also. With about 12 lifts and 30 areas to go both on and off piste it was heaven to every rider.
The beginning of the season didn't get much snow and it really only fell and stayed up the top with days of no snow and hot conditions to make some good slop. In fact it was rated a bad season for many in Hakuba, but I loved it! I would have gone everyday if I could have if was not for work duties, but I did pretty well for the season. I was lucky to upgrade my gear including my helmet, goggles, mittens, pants and board with bindings with the additional of a bag for more seasons to come. I eventually got to all the other resorts aswell and they were awesome. Just think big hills and same stuff yet mountain difference. None where as steep as Happo yet there were some with amazing tree runs, parks, large groomed tracks for fast shredding, back country and better chest level powder, Cortina being the one.

Let talk about the work. The pub was revamped and they employed me to design a menu and bring some food into the works. My menu was part aussie part Japanese. Hate fusion but you gotta do what you gotta do sometimes. We mainly served booze and bar snacks but you would have the old few that would come in for lunch or dinner. But dinner and after is where it happened. Some nights where special nights for booze and cunts just got loose. Like real people, real loose. Complete fucking idiots honestly. The kitchen was as small as a bathroom back home which I loved. Organized chaos yes but more my style. I had one other chef and bar girl who helped and they were both Japanese, the rest were whiteys and worked on the bar. Even thought he while hotel had that vibe of who hate who and in and outs of what people where doing it wasn’t too bad. I mean I didn't live with them all as I was lucky to be separate in our own room in a quite lodge,away from their madness

During my stay in Hakuba we got to see many temples, shrines, onsens and taste good food. Hakuba had great onsens, most being natural water. Some on mountains and others tucked away in the towns. These were the highlight to most of my experience I even went onsen hunting and found a shared onsen outside of town, sort of abandoned. Sadly didn’t have sex in it..stupid. But it was nice. Hakuba had a indoor skatepark and bbgun place that was epic and it was my first time for them both as well. Soba was the best known dish there and I ate my weight again slurping every mouthful. But the all time favourite was a visit to Big Aeon, the local shopping market. I knew that place so well by the time I left. I would buy these little flavoured soy milks and the best was by far sweet potato. Nagano was also a favourite for its temples and sushiro outlet. I also did a lot of shopping there for cooking things and snowboard stuffs. I also drove after work once really fast just to watch Star wars when it came out, dangerous and not worth it ha. Visited Matsumoto once also to see the lovely and beautiful castle there. It had good history about the rise of guns in Japan and really nice mountain views from the castle and while driving back.
Another mission which we done as a team with some aussie friends was to Niagatta to see the fish Aquarius museum, ADD aqua design amano. This had been on my to do list for a very long time and I was very blessed to be there. The owner and founder however did pass away the year before which was unfortunate. From Niagatta we headed back down the coast line west along the sea of Japan and ate crab and sashimi. Next was Kanagawa, if I remember correct. An old ancient village to where ninjas and good seafood again reside. Here we visited local bars, castles and ancient sites.

Which reminds me, my room was huge for a couple as we had a lot of things.
Now this is the part were we work and drink to drown out problems and finally take part in intercourse. Drunkenly of of course. I think we had the most sex at this point and I was probably at my horniest from all the beautiful Japanese poon tang I saw everyday. Sad but true. Was no offense to her I just didn't want to be attached to her but more free. Doesn't mean I was going to get laid all the time, just mean I could try without consequence . We fucked a lot but it still was boring, sloppy dolphin, pull out and cum all over her hairy muff sex. Which gets boring. There was no love just psychical needs meet. Which was fine but until it affects your libido then your done. Sex got lazier, messier and faster for me. I final got to give some anal and blow some loads for that feeling but it wasn't the same. Not when it was super fast and risking pregnancy. Maybe she couldn't get pregnant because she had a miss carriage earlier in her life. Who knows. The positive, and it sounds horrible, is I could do what I wanted to her and I got quite forceful at times. I'm not proud of this but I think it was due to the lack of love, affection and pain I was going through. I still cant answer those questions. All I know is I was bored so I fucked her different. Harder, faster, tighter.almost like a boy sometimes. Face in pussy while getting your dick sucked trying to finger her aswell and making sure she is sucking it right my way not her sloppy romance way. It was like she was inexperienced. Yet I think its a Japanese thing, they must be compelled to give into sex and be used almost. Told what to do and do it shitty. Seems like that in Japanese pornos, which are horrible but entertaining. But they have the most softest skin hairless until you reach bush and its huge! Cute huge. The real problem is I wanked more, if I wanted sex I could have just grabbed her, pulled her pants of and fucked and I think I did once or twice. But I was too scared or believe it, respectful... what a load of shit. I should have been more active and stuck the fingers in or flipped my hard on out. The other thing was clothes... lots of clothes she wore both winter and summer see how do you work around that. Then she didnt want a condom but no where to put your load, what do you do?
All summed up I was a bad boy friend to her. We had great times but sexual was just lacking big time. There was no fun, change, excitement or motivation as there was no passion.
Just drunken messy butt love which ended quickly and abruptly.
Oh yeah, snow was awesome btw.
Time to go back to Tokyo, Vietnam and then Home.

All i had on my mind was pokemon