The Escaflowne re-watch

I had started disliking streaming music because it’s just audible wallpaper, just something that is there instead of something I want. We can deal with silence, we don’t need to have music playing. So we cancelled our Spotify subscription.

And then last year, when we started packing for the move, we got to the CDs and DVDs we had collected throughout the years. We had packed them away in the attic because we didn’t use ’em anymore, but we kept them around. And I didn’t want to throw them out now — what if we would be more deliberate and conscious in our media consumption? So in the new house we have a nice little stereo set with all the CDs underneath. I bought a record player — Klik had some records, but we acquired more and now have the beginnings of a nice collection there too. Playing records is now an intentional act, and we enjoy it. (And since we now live in a detached house, we can play the music louder than we used to — though that limitation was self-imposed, and some of our neighbours had less scrupules in that regard…)

Every week on Wednesday, Klik visits her mother, so I’m alone at lunch. I thought it would be nice to re-watch some of the anime series we have on DVD. The Escaflowne Perfect Collection was on a shelf and easily accessible (we still have not figured out storage for the DVDs) so I thought: why don’t I watch an episode per week, the way it was intended? With 26 episodes, it took me more than half a year to get through the series because Klik was not away every week.

It is very interesting to re-watch a series released 29 years ago. The character designs are very 90’s with their pointy noses and swooshing hair (that you can see the eyes through, of course). The pacing is all over the place — it’s not slow but it does take its time telling the story and really going into the story and motivation of the characters. That’s not what we’re used to these days: cuts are much faster, things keep moving. So it’s really good to slow down and really develop a feel for the story.

I’m glad I re-watched it, it’s an iconic series, and I had completely forgotten two very important plot points.

Now that’s done, I’ve started in Super-Dimensional Cavalry Southern Cross.

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Friday Five

A travel-focused Friday Five.

1. Have you ever stayed in a hostel? If so, where? Did you like it? If you haven’t stayed in a hostel, would you?

Yes, once, in Glasgow. We hated it. We’re clearly not the target audience.

2. What is your favourite airport that you’ve been to? Why?

Airports are such a liminal space, catering to a specific set of functions for a specific set of people, which makes them more or less all the same. But we were forced to hang out on the Nagoya airport when we missed our connecting flight to Japan from Helsinki. Despite the setbacks, I enjoyed the atmosphere and the shops there. They even had a display with dorodango that won at a competition!

3. What is the best museum you have visited on vacation?

Probably the Victoria & Albert museum in London. But that’s one of the big ones. Of the more obscure museums I’d have to go with the Edo-Tokyo museum because it shows so much of daily life in Edo.

4. Have you ever made friends while traveling whom you keep in touch with on a regular basis?

I don’t think I have.

5. Have you ever had a conversation with a seatmate on a plane?

In 1999 I flew to San Francisco for the SIGIR conference in Berkeley. I had a window seat. When we were flying over the west coast of the US, he started pointing out things to me. Turns out he owned a company making conduits for airconditioning and he had done a tour of Europe for the past six months in order to sell his product. He asked me where I was going, and he offered to bring me to the BART station with his car. In the end, he drove me to my hotel in Berkeley (I paid for the toll). So friendly to make such a detour for a total stranger, delaying his return home to his family after all those weeks.

And in 2015 we flew to Kyuushu (one of the main islands of Japan), leaving from Dusseldorf with a stop-over at Schiphol. We were sitting in the back in a row of 3 seats. The man sitting in the remaining chair also came from Dusseldorf and he was visiting his Japanese girlfriend in her hometown on Kyuushu. We compared notes (we were going for a tour of Kyuushu) and then we said goodbye as we arrived. And we met him again at the gate on Schiphol waiting to board for Dusseldorf — he had been in the exact same plane as us! We shared photos, it was fun.

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