Signs of the times…

I was at Market 360 at Ion Orchard Mall tonight, doing some grocery shopping when I noticed a sign near the aisle of Japanese snack foods.

Dear Customers,

Please be informed that Japanese imports are:

  • from the non-affected parts of Japan
  • tested and approved for import by the Agri-food and Veterinary Authority (AVA)

Thank you for your attention

 

I suppose I shouldn’t be surprised by the sign.  While we are several thousand miles away from Japan (and only slightly closer than the West Coast of the US by plane), I guess it makes sense that people here are nervous about imported Japanese food and produce.  I know it’s probably not necessary, but once they found tainted milk, I decided that caution was the better part of valor and switched E to Australian milk (both are readily available here and within pennies of each other for price).  Elanor is really the only one drinking milk, and I can’t help but want to be more cautious for her.

But life marches on, and just around the corner from the Japanese food sign, I saw…

EASTER CANDY!!!!

Considering we’re atheists, Easter is just an excuse for candy consumption.  I am saddened to report that I’ve yet to spy a Reeses Easter Egg or a Reeseter Bunny for sale (don’t worry, I’ll get you my pretties…in the US, the day after Easter for half price, mwah hah hah!!!), but there’s a pretty decent variety.  Interestingly enough, I’ve yet to see a single chocolate cross or anything even quasi-religious pertaining to Easter (with the exception of one children’s board book at Kinokuniya, my favorite local bookstore).  Personally, considering it’s the year of the Rabbit, I just kept up my Chinese New Year Bunny themed decorations from February, and will take them down once we’re back in May.

We won’t actually be in Singapore for Easter–we leave Good Friday for the US (arriving on Good Friday, thanks to the joys of international travel and the international date line) and will be in town for the holiday (and more importantly the post-holiday half off candy sale!).

 

Five weeks and counting

Five weeks from this second in time (and only days past our one year anniversary in Singapore) I will winging my way to Boston with Ravi and Elanor for a 2 (Ravi)/3 (Elanor and I) visit home.  Eight weeks from tomorrow, I will be flying back with our first non-family visitor, our friend Jim.  I am elated about both.

The visit home will be a wonderful chance to see our friends, visit with some children who are growing far to quickly, and meet some new additions to our friend’s families whom thus far have just been pictures we’ve poured over on Facebook.  I am working on a list of things I want to fill our suitcases with (I notice a big food trend when I look at the list).  I am practically foaming at the mouth to get my hands on our Accord, and the gas pedal once I hit the highway.  I’m also practically bouncing at the idea of all my favorite restaurants (I wanna go to Friendly’s!!!–to my local friends; it’s part of their tv commercial jingle).

Dear in-laws…we will be invading your home…

While our friends will call us wimps, I’m relieved that we’ll be visiting once spring has fully sprung.  I am not particularly eager to shovel my car out, or deal with the insanity that is a grocery store on the eave of a “big storm,” (which more often than not will turn out to be a piddly three inches).  Of course, the flip side of all of this is that we will be returning when my allergies were always at their worst, and I’m likely to spend the three weeks sneezing my head off, popping decongestants, and with eyes so red you’d swear I’d been toking up.  (Certainly one of the pros that Singapore has going for it is that none of the local plantlife seems overly invested in interfering with my ability to breathe).  But a lack of breathing won’t keep Elanor and I from playground playdates.

CJ, Zane, Francis…all the party kids…who wants a playdate?  <3 Elanor

Ironically, perhaps, given that a year prior to this trip I wanted nothing more than to go home and stay there…I’m equally excited about the idea of bringing a friend to Singapore and showing them our new home.  Jim will have to remind me that it is impossible (and more than a little crazy) to try to show him EVERYTHING in a week.  It’s hard to explain exactly how exciting it is to have a friend come visit.  Realistically, it’s not something many of our friends will be able to do, between family commitments, the cost, and the ridiculous distance…and we completely understand why most of our friends will be unable to make the trek.  So when it does happen, it’s practically cause for a ticker tape parade (or, to put in local perspective….for hiring a dragon dance team).

If any local friends need something, just drop me a note on Facebook/Twitter/comments.  I’m sure I can find room for a few things :)

 

Our flight plans in both directions currently take us through Narita Airport in Japan.  We are keeping an eye on United’s website and will accept a change in travel if judged appropriate.  Tokyo is over 150 miles from the reactor, and while flights through the end of the month have been offered a travel voucher, it is unclear if that will be necessary in late April when we fly.  If safe to do so, I’d like to help in part by giving Narita our money and doing some shopping on the way through.  Also, from a purely selfish point of view, routing the trip through Narita breaks it up into far more manageable chunks (7 hours, 10 hours to San Francisco, and 7 to Boston instead of 3 to Hong Kong, 16 to Chicago and 2 to Boston).  To any friends/family who are worried…please remember that we would never take a risk with Elanor, and that we will act responsibly.

Japan

I’ve wanted to write something about Japan since the tragedy.  But, truth be told…I don’t know what to say.

The tragedy is both distant and enormously present for us.  Co-workers of Ravi’s are based out of Tokyo and were updating them throughout.  A good friend’s in-laws are in Japan.  Unlike Christchurch, which I’ve never been to, I can picture Narita airport.  It feel tremendously present.  At the same time, Japan is approximately 3,000 miles away from Singapore (7 hours by plane).  When friends contacted me worried that we might be closer, I felt a bit of guilt explaining that Singapore is quite safe, both in distance and from the worries of a tsunami, as we are surrounded by islands that would act as breakwaters.

While I do not have anything tremendously personal to add to the stories coming out, I thought the best thing I could do is point you as some links I’ve found via other blogs and twitter feed…

Before, During and After Shocks: A former expat reacts to Japan’s Superquake written by ML Awanohara (thanks to Maria for the link)

How the US Military is Helping Earthquake and Tsunami Survivors in Japan by Mary Richardson (the wife of a military person helping to coordinate relief).  Thanks to expatheather for this link.  The soldiers we hosted for dinner a while back were based here in the Pacific.  I hope that they are safe and helping those who need our help.

Remarkable Travels blogs about her experience during the quake(s)

Liz Tagami was in Narita aiport when the quake struck…read her very well-written account here

Donate to the Japanese Red Cross, Unicef or Save the Children here.

There’s a fundraiser at Blu Jaz here in Singapore tomorrow night from 6pm-1am.  More info here. (Thanks to Flora for the link)

My thoughts are with Japan.

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