Obon Again - Rural Festivals
I have once again survived another Obon week here in Japan.
When I lived in Tokyo, this simply meant a long weekend where Tomoe and I had vacation days and could get away for a bike trip. Living in the countryside, though, is a different matter. When Tokyo becomes a ghost town, small country villages double in population - if only for a day or two - as people return home to visit their ancestors' graves.
Obon in the country is not a vacation. Obon in the countryside is possibly the busiest time of the year.
The young men (I am considered young here) have to take time off from night work for two weeks in order to attend practice for the local drumming and dancing - with a lion costume - for the local festival. This year, I attended a few practices just to show my face, but with a broken arm I really couldn't do much drumming.
Plus, there's the fact that the drummer is an important role, usually passed down from father to son. My father doesn't live here, so when the son of a local beef farmer moved back this year to take over the family biz, I was promptly out of a drumming job.
He's already set to be the next drummer. So yeah - I'm kind of worthless. And rightly so. If they're going to spend time teaching someone to drum, it should be someone with roots in the area. There's always the chance that we - or I - pack up and leave. Investing time in training a drummer who might not be here in a few years is kinda stupid.
So I skipped the festival this year. I also skipped out on the full day of walking from house to house, playing and dancing for our dinner. (Well - actually playing and dancing for cash, which funds a night of drinking and debauchery with hostesses imported from the next village.)
Though I actually like the event and walking house to house, I'm happy to have been able to skip some practices. Sometimes, having a bum shoulder has its advantages.
While I had to go to the hospital the day of the parade, luckily we were still home when the troupe passed by and played their song and danced their dance for us.
(Not really lucky - because we had to pay $30 for that.)
But according to them, now we have luck for the rest of the year. Yeah! No more hospitals, torn ligaments, earthquakes, or lost business!