Today I will show you my room and I will speak about Toshiba’s dormitories. So please, come in! Doozo ohairi kudasai!
To be honest, I’m very happy with my room and with the dormitories. No so happy with the location, the places is beautiful but a little far away from the metro (15 minutes). However, I’m next to the impressive Buddhist temple of Soji, which I will describe in my next post about my neighborhood (and when I’ll visit it! I just have alien opinions). But without a doubt, the worst thing are my neighbors (not you, Slawek, Zoltán and Björn, and anyone who replies my konnichi wa). They are workers like me, mostly Japanese, that probably their home residence is elsewhere in Japan, but now that there are working for Toshiba, they live here. There are some young people but not the most part of them. C’est pas Paris, mes amis et amies Erasmus, c’est pas Bûres-sur-Yvette, vous me manquez! The rules of the dormitories are also very inconvenient for me: no place for party (non, c’est pas la fête!), not allowed to smoke in your room (smoke detector), no guests from 10pm to 7am and if you don’t enter for a day into the building they call Toshiba (they suppose that you are lost). I don’t like to be controlled, that’s all, but for now these rules does not affect me negatively (I have gone out on weekends and spent all night in Tokyo with the Vulcanus people and nothing happened. Of course that I arrived in the first train so maybe that is ok). Kobayashi-san is the responsible of the accomplishment of these rules. The poor man works every day from 6:30am to 22:00pm (I guess that with pauses) but he is there from Monday to Sunday. He does not seem very friendly but I know that he is a good man, I have made him smile a couple of times (of course he does not speak English).
That were the bad things. Now the good ones! I love my room, every day gets nicer with the small complements that I buy. I always liked the idea of something vulgar or mediocre that turns into something fantastic. Rather than something fantastic that always remains fantastic. That’s my life, I’m just a mediocre person trying improve myself every day, sometimes doing things that maybe were not meant for me, but that I can prove that I’m capable of doing them. Mmmm that reminds me the film Gattaca. Sure I’m not the only person of that kind. Well, back to my room. I show you some photos and this is the link to my FlickR account, where there are some more.
As you can see is not very big but is much better that the one at Paris (la habitación es 10 veces mejor pero ¿¡dónde está mi Pauli, mi Laila, mi Fran, la meua Neus, mi Luisa, mes allemands, tout le monde!?). I have air conditioned, a heater, lot of places to put my staff (wardrobes and shelfs), a bed (not a futon), a desk, a small balcony,… and now I have a fridge! Cold beer forever!
Another important thing is that I have my own bathroom in the room. Is much more comfortable to get a shower in your own bathroom than in one shared by 20 people in the other side of the corridor. And of course, mr. Roca, that here is called Toto-san by what I see in the cistern. But this is a subject that deserves a full post…you will give the reason.
About the small details, I have a very nice but small magma lamp (マクマラムプ). Its movements are very very hypnotics and is something that I have always liked.
Another thing that I have bought are two Mr. Speakers (de caballero), wood imitation (I hate that) but the sound is really good for their price (there where some another ones much more fashion, but more expensive and worse…damn! They were more fashion!)
So this is my workstation!