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As I am writing this entry, I am watching a man play the harp on TV. How does one come to play a harp with so much useless energy of hair waving, arms flailing, and the back bending in all sorts of ways. So to catch you up on the last few days. The adventure starts last Friday taking a bus to the city to meet up with Bernie for grocery store food and a picnic with other homeless people. We fit in quite well with all of our bags too. A group of around 40 JETs made our way on an overnight bus to Mt Fuji. The bus was uncomfortable as always. I haven't been on one yet that screams "comfort". I wake up in the middle of the night looking over to see Sarah in a cat like reverse position on her chair. I don't think I can bend that way. I soon crawled under the seats to stretch out. Not a good idea as the floor was boiling hot like lava. Back into the seat to curl up again to Bernie.
The next stop a rest stop at 5:30AM. It felt like 11. Then off to a museum that I didn't see. Instead a pirate ship occupied my extra 30 minutes and a ball puzzle thing that I shouldn't have even attempted. (it still isn't put together) Next to a gingantic mall of useless shopping. Oh what it would be like to have lots of money to get what ever you wanted. I just had a BLT instead. It was a chance for those to get the last minute essentials for the hike. I got my Dr. Pepper.
Who was the idiot that said she would do the night hike. Yeah that was me. I hadn't had any sleep really and then all my energy was spent cruising around a mall and then the start of a hike at 8:30 at night. Real smart Britt, Real smart. So I started the climb freezing cold. I would like to thank my Ski and Ride School for sponsoring me some pants to climb in. (more like a 5 finger discount). but we will keep that one quiet. I made some friends along the way with a group of Japanese hikers. I chatted with the guide and we gave me a snickers. Now that is nice! I passed out in a hut for about 3 hours to catch up on some much needed sleep. Back down the mountain with the Amazing Racers on Mt Fuji. They were troopers. Blisters on the heels and all.
When I got down I passed out on a picnic table for a few hours. What I didn't notice was my pink stomach. When did I lift my shirt? That must have been a sight to see. Idiot Britt.

Oh but I did enjoy my Dr. Pepper at the bottom. But not the bus ride home.
We stopped at an onsen (public bath). This was a very large one with tons more naked bodies around with all of the foreigners, too. It still felt good, but I couldn't relax without little kids hands tripping over me.

I want to thank Marilu, Jen, and Dimple for making my first train ride great. Yes up until then I was virgin to riding the train. Very unusual in a country like this. I think I am the only one who didn't ride a train in the first week. Yeah let alone almost 2 months.
I didn't have a camera at this hike, and hopefully people will be sending me photos to post.