Volleyball Sundays

After getting up early to drive to a volleyball tournament in Takahashi, I first had to stop off at one of my junior high schools to check in. That check in that was required of me, let me take the Monday off. Great I worked for a total of 30 seconds, here take the next day off. I watched some of my little girls at Yoshikawa play some volleyball. I walked around with the other parents there cheering on the girls. Come to find out I was quite popular once again by having 2 schools in the tournament. I heard Burrito Sensei coming from everywhere, I was confused because I don:t know these kids, or do I? I do because their shirt says Yamato. Good things for jerseys or I would be so confused.

So Monday of nothing planned, which was great. I caught up on sleeping, washing, talking with friends, onsens with old old naked ladies, and a yakiniku grillout with myself. I was desperate to grill something. Oh I did too, my whole house was smokey too. Get that fan a pumping.

There is something living in my ceiling. They aren:t little fairies that help me sleep. I have noticed it more the past few days because it is gettig cold. It runs all over my ceiling in my tatami room. I am too scared to get up in the ceiling to set a trap. I should write my supervisor to tell her and like all of her other emails, I might not get a reply.

Halloween in the city

So my Friday started off with Thriller in all of my junior high classes who seemed to be dead but when I asked if they were asleep I got a few giggles. The taxi driver and I bond pretty well on Fridays when I always say I am drinking. He sure does enjoy that. So off to the city really quick to do some shopping and get these cowboy boots I desperately want. They were on hold for me and I wore them out of the store. I found this great little restaurant that serves burgers. So how do you tell a starving country that you have appetizers. Well it is the meal you eat before the meal. Yeah that day I had like 3 appetizers and a meal. I was stuffed. Then it was off to the Halloween party dressed like a pizza. The line for the toilet was super long so Vicky and I ran around town looking for a dark alley way that didn:t have party and didn:t have people waiting sneakily in their cars just as I hiked up my skirt. We got out of there. The party was a success and I still don:t know what the French guy was. I was told he wears that normally travelling about the city. Ohh poor Ludo, but we still love him. Oh and some puking happened but not by me thankfully. But it also happened in a moving car we will call a taxi. Good thing the costume came with a hat doubling as a vomit receptacle.

Halloween in the city. Pirates, cats, Van Gogh, fairy princess, pizza, and what is that in the back.
This is what was in the back. Ludo, the French guy, who wears this normally and brought it over from France. Strange kid, but very likable.
Pizza, more pirates, Monopoly, and gold diggers to add to the scene. And Ludo in there again.

Marilu the boxer and Danielle as Momotaro the peach boy
That's all I got right now, I am in the process to put more up and email more out. Bernie I will get you Kyoto photos soon, and Bob I will get the only picture I have of your halloween costume.

No classes what?

So I was at my elementary yesterday having a Halloween party. I usually receive a fax of my lessons for the next day. Called the school and they said no classes but I still have to show up.

So I show up today with a bag full of goodies to work on. I brought my Lonely Planet to plan out my mom and dads trip over Christmas. -check. Postcards written- check. tax stuff - check. browsing the internet -check. checking my email every 10 minutes- check. getting pictures of famous people -check.

so my famous people aren't famous in Japan. I would have thought that Pirates of the Carribean would have made Johnny Depp famous, but when I asked the nurse if she knew any of the pictures. She pointed to Johnny Depp and said Michael Jackson. What do you say to that. OOOOO close. Then another teacher thought it was Bob Marley. Another close one. So I am rethinking the famous people, oh good thing I put in some Japanese people.

The taxi ride home was a good one, too. He tries to speak English with me, which is great and comical. So he says "present 1 for you, and apple. present 2 for you orangi" yes apples and oranges. You have to say it orangi though. Then he just gave me the whole bag of oranges and another apple. So if I am poisoned, I got them from the Kayo taxi driver and it was the apples and oranges. love you! On the other hand some of this overly kindness is going to end up being poison in your apple someday. I just hope it won't be towards me, but I can understand if it is from the post office.

Saturday in the willage Sundays festival of not so much

So I got to sleep in a bit, then got a call telling me to get my butt down to the city. So I toodled in my car and met up with Sarah. We looked at second hand shops that were fabulous. My wardrobe could make me millions over here. Too bad it is in IOWA. I found my cowboy boots that would look perfect on me. I resisted. If they are there next time, watch out. Then some Indian food that was also delish. I didn't make it to Takahashi like I planned because I barely made it through the tunnels driving home. Just kidding, but I was tired.

Sunday
I was told by many that Tobansai is one of the top three festivals in Okayama. I think not. I was up and ready to go on Sunday waiting for the noise of people and drums. (I heard more on Saturday from the little kindergarteners) I checked out the shrine and met up with the poor souls also witnessing this day. I think the mummy hid all of the spectators.

This time I was a celebrity because most of my elementary was there and I heard "Burrito sensei" everywhere I turned. This festival was supposed to have archery- nope, a kid that was chosen to be the Golden Child was supposed to ride on a horse- nope. (He fell off the day before and hit his head and broke his leg. Hence all of the sirens and noise from the day before). So no boy riding a horse- bummer.
Kamotaisai Tobansai
Shrines made of gold just crappy looking
# of Shrines 8 3 but only enough people to carry 2
People Lots nil
Shaking of the shrines Yes yes -drunkards almost dropping them.
Horses 0 3
Running boys 0 2
Thugs 0 1

All in all it was an alright day, but doesn't compare to Kamotasai. You probably won't see me at another Tobansai.

Some of my little volleyball girls playing the flute. And the boys under the dragon doing the dance for the shrine. I don't know the meaning behind it all, but the boys were sweaty when they were done.

The horse The shrine and the tipsy men trying to get it under the gate?

Enkai with my junior high

So it started out with my Kocho picking me up at my house. I thought it was just Kocho until I opened the door to see the Kyoto stuffed in the back seat. They thought I was taller so I needed the front. I had my dictionary in hand so I could make really bad sentences. We finally got to the restaurant. They lead me over to the table where I would be sitting because I don't eat fish. I don't know who had it better me or them. First, everyone picks a number to see who they are sitting by. I had my seat and Kocho and Kyoto pick theres and they get the seats by mine. Too bad the Kyoto didn't want to sit by me and changed to have the English teacher translate for the Kocho.
I had a 9 course meal with steak, pork, chicken, and some soup, more soup, and then some tofu, asparagus wrapped in bacon. All delish. I didn't even touch 3 dishes because I was about ready to bust.
The table for 3.
So I rode back home with Kocho and they dropped me off on the street, not even in the driveway. I guess they had to go to a strip club somewhere in Kibichuo.

another post office

So I finally got some money sent home. Is it the right amount NO. But I am going to send it through the internet after persuading my BOE that I was okay with that. Tonight my Kocho is picking me up to go out and drink with the school staff. YAY. we will see how the night goes. I brought my dictionary with and the seating chart so I can remember everyones names. Just today I learned the secretary who has been the best at helping these past few weeks.

boogers

So I have just realized in the last few days that I despise boogers. Yes I hate kids that pick them and then play with them for three minutes. They look up and see that you are watching and eat it all while you are looking at them. Gross. So today I got tackled by a sunflower in the hallway. This hallway is normal size and I was up against one side and he tackled me with wet hands and arms. Why was he wet? I don't know. That was another gross thing.

But on the flip side, I watched my Kocho and Kyoto have a pumpkin coloring contest. We talked about cows and farms in Iowa and how they are different to ranches in other states. I taught them the word "stinky". They gave me a ginkgo nut? or whatever it is. I looked at it and then I smelled it. It smelled like a stinky sock from winter when I didn't do laundry that often. So I taught them stinky. They loved it.

Oh I also got a grill for inside, YAY YAKINIKU here we come. Grilling meat and veg inside. I am sooo sooo excited. Now I can have parties.

Let the Halloween begin

So today was another sweaty day under my pizza costume. They don't quite understand the concept of Halloween if you are not a witch, pumpkin, or ghost. Oh well. The teachers liked it and thought I put lots of time into it. For me it was an arts and crafts day.... my favorite. We attempted to make bats, spiders, mummys, and skeletons. Oh and a pumpking coloring contest.

I made a background paper with a tree, fench, moon, and clouds using my nonexistant artistic skills. I found out from a 6th grader that I am artistic by the way i cross my fingers and arms. If the left is under the right then you are artistic. If the right is under the left, then you are into science and math. (I bet all of you are trying that right now)

Today at cleaning time we had a tough man contest seeing who had the biggest biceps. Sorry the picture is dark. Who do you think is the winner?

The last period runs until 3:30 and I still had to hang their pumpkins and bats. Oh and I had to be on the bus at 4:05 with a 7 minute walk. Boy did I stink by the time I got to the bus. Was all the workout worth it for this tiny masterpiece I call Halloween. Oh I also spelled Halloween first time Halloon. I quickly got in there to change that. Hence the large W to cover up.

He is covering up my wonderful tree with hanging spiders.

Kamotaisai Festival

My day at the Kamotaisai Festival

It starts off with these gianormous shrines carried by lots of men. Some one said they weighed about 800 Kg. I don't know how true that is. But first you have to.......Shake and shake it hard. Tipping is also good, but dropping is wrong. I can see it now. Small Japanese man killed by a portable shrine.Oh and you have to wear these shoes.
This is one of Rachel's students that performed that day. She warned me that he didn't have an ear. No head and shoulders for him. Maybe a revision can be made... Eyes and ear and mouth and nose.
Also this little girl all ready for the day at the festival.
My favorite, the dragon thingys that scare little kids until they scream bloody murder.
This is also one of Rachel's kids that performed and had been practicing everyday after school. I think he is about 6 or 7 years old.
Probably more of Rachels kids. They could be mine, but I forget what they look like. So I just smiled and said hello to all of them. If they knew my name then I knew it was one of my students. Burrrrriiiiiiito sensei. Festival all-in-all was good fun. I even got front row from a guy who insisted I get trampled by the drums. We were celebrities getting on camera and witnessed a few sneaky shots from others.

oh my post about the school is below the geisha i don't know why.

Geisha Hunting

the fast week

So Friday I left school and took a nap. So Friday I finished another book and found out that I bought number 4 and needed number 3 first. I will have to wait another 3 weeks to get it shipped. OOOOOO. Thats about it for Friday. Oh and my sunflower supervisor took my pottery that I made home with her and didn't leave it at the office like her email said. Probably because she wants to admire it in hopes of becoming me.

Saturday was my culture fest at school. So they told me to bring my own lunch because it was going to be fish. How considerate I thought. Then I actually was told that I needed to dress up for a school picture. How considerate. I have heard some people not know and arrive in unappropriate school wear. So I was semi dressed up but more dressy than some who wore a dingy navy blazer with black pants. I thought navy and black don't mix. That you can't pull off even on this outfit. (usually anything goes even track pants and dressy turtlenecks with these shoes. No these shoes go with a suit)So this is how my day went. I found out why a teacher wanted to know my favorite book. I told her that I liked Where the Wild Things Live. I just thought she was going to read it in English to the kids. NOPE. So there was a book fest with a list of books that each teacher likes. So mine being the only kids book. Man I looked like a total idiot I think.
I sat by the nurse and dosed in and out of sleep. I couldn't understand a thing and it wasn't even FUNNY. So then they decided to shut all the windows and doors to make it really dark in the gym. I then felt like I was going to pass out. Then my teacher says it is 3:30 you can go home. And she says shhhhhh. So I snuck out of there really stealthly. I gorged myself with pizza that Rachel made. Man was it delicious. Oh we cook our pizzas in the microwave because they don't believe in proper ovens, just like only the rich own dishwashers.

Last nights English class

So this older guy in my class found my pictures and article in the monthly news. The one that had scribbles and such that my supervisor photocopied (I thought she would at least re-type it).
He brought it out and found that I liked things on the environment and brought Silent Spring by Rachel Carson in Japanese. So that possessed him to find his copy in English and read more of it. Yes I have inspired yet another person.

Oh and in the class of about 8, I asked if you would eat a live cricket for 500$. One guy said yes for 100$. Interesting.
I am going to deck myself out in cool socks, leggings, and umbrellas. So as I put on my new socks that I got in Kyoto, I found my calves were huge and stretched out the elastic in them. Sidenote..... in the States, I couldn't find high boots because the calves were all to big and thought maybe they would be similar to Japanese boots. Well if we judge by the socks, I can't do anymore calf raises in my non-exsistent workout. Good thing I think about these things laying horizontal on my bed watching season 2 Desperate Housewives. Yes only one episode on TV. Each week is different. ER, Desperate Housewives, Greys Anatomy. Just one though. I cant even tune it to see rerun episodes.

Oh as for my pictures of the geisha.... my computer was being an idiot last night and didnt get anything done. So maybe later this afternoon while I work on my Halloween costume of a PIZZA. Yes creative I know, and yes I miss pizza like crazy. I could eat it everyday in the States and now it is on my mind more Dr. Pepper.

Some pictures to go along with my stories

The beggar Buddhist monk. Check out his shoes.

Bernie and I on the Koyimizu Temple.

Cafe Independent with other ALTs from Kyoto area. They serve bad coffees. Go elsewhere and the desserts are a mouth full for 450 yen.

My attempt at a pretty picture from the bridge in Kyoto. Is it alright Maree?

More from the bridge in Kyoto.

Some streets in Pontocho. Mom I have some pictures with me in them.

Monday in Kyoto

So we woke up late with every intention of doing some sight seeing. We asked everyone along the way if they knew of this store where my skirt was. Yes this way, yes this way. Found it and my skirt was still there. Got it and now I can wear cool socks all winter long. Dont't worry it will go nice with my thermal pink polka dotted pants I bought yesterday. So we tried hard to get to Kyoto Station. After a bus and a long line we boarded the train. I fell right to sleep on it. One minute I looked up to see about 25 people staring right at me as my head bobbed up and down. I got off the train and no one even took my ticket. We could have ridden for free. My luck would have gotten me a trip to jail. Yes mom and dad, I paid. Then off to home to clean and pass out. Big weekend!

Oh and today the comment I always get from this one trouble maker boy is Nice Hair. So I tell him he looks pretty. The English teacher translated it to him and he shut up. So now the food was ready to eat and I can see he is mocking every move I make. So what do I do. I crossed my legs and ate like a girl with the pinky in the air and playing with my hair. He did the same, but the whole class was laughing at him. So there was one bite left of my sandwich and I shoved it in my mouth. He had about half his sandwich left and wanted to be manly. So he did too and the insides fell on his pants. The whole class laughed. I did too and about choked.

Yesterday I had the dvd from keystone at my elementary. It didn't work on any of the computers and soon Kyoto said play it on mine. So now I am in front of all of the teachers with loud music and watching snowboarding. How appropriate is that. I found it quite hilarious because Kyoto was very interested along with Kocho.

Sunday in Kyoto

So Bernie and I were a little more ambitious today. We biked it to the Golden Pavillion. That was 45 minutes there and back. Oh it was up hill on the way there and I was on a single speed. I died and was huffing and puffing like an out of shape old ninny. Got there and had to get some pictures taken- good thing I was wearing the BOTOX tshirt. Love it Jami. So we cruised around more on our bikes and loved the ride home because it was all down hill. Next off to town to do some geishea hunting. We ventured into this shrine and kept walking towards the temple we wanted. Did we get there, no. We were so engrossed in the geishea on the street, snapping photos like the paparazzi. Yes we got lots of pictures and missed the entrance to the temple. We made it to the next one name Koyimizu Temple or something like that. We cruised around there and I had some laughs at my shirt. I think they were foreign and understood it. Sometimes I forgot I was wearing BOTOX written in silver rhinestones. Then off to the city to find this skirt that I looked at last night and convinced myself to buy it. We couldn't find it after hours of looking and only knew it started with a C and had 2 entry ways. We passed it along the way without knowing. Idiot Britt. So off to the Pig and Whistle. We met some other ALTs from I don't remember and followed an Englishman out still carrying his glass of beer right on the street. I secretly had a bet going in my head that it was going to drop before the intersection seeing that he knocked into everyone along the way. It didn't and I lost a buck, to myself. So on the train home, I watched heads bop up and down and almost fall out of the seat from the sleepy people. Oh and the fashion is great. I got some socks so I could compete in the underground competition. Most of the time I don't win. I am trying though. Soon will be those short shorts with high heels. Can you imagine me being about 6ft 4. That is how tall my dad is. Then I really will be the giant.
I really wanted to smush my coins on the train tracks as I got off. I talked it over with Bernie and she was alright with it. I laid out my 5 yen coin because i thought the hole in the middle will turn out cool, and 3 one yen coins. So I stepped back waiting for the train. A man with an important hat started walking our way. Bernie took off running and that made me take off running all the way back to the apartment. So I dropped off my things and I had to go back to see if he took them. The train in the meantime had gone by. So I walked slowly and as I come around the corner, I saw him again. I was scared and almost peed my pants again, but this time I took off in a dead sprint home. He might know where I am staying. So I still don't know if he took my coins or not. I was too scared. The next day they were gone. But then again if I saw a coin on the street I would pick it up, too.

Saturday in Kyoto

So the day was pretty much rain and then it stopped. Bernie and I discussed that we were in for a chill day of shopping and cruising around the city. We had coffees and found cute little shops. I was in a shop and told myself I didn't need this skirt. So I left it and told myself to at least wait over night and we can find it tomorrow. We then met up with Nicole and Harrison and walked through Gion looking for geisheas. We found some and Harrison wasn't impressed as we were. Then we went for some yakiniku (grill your own meat and veggies on a little gas grill in the table). This was the first time that Harrison and Nicole had it. The wait for our table was over an hour (there were open tables the whole time- how do I know this- they were empty when we used their toilets while waiting). So I wanted a large water- Yes a huge I mean huge mug of water. Not the dixie cups I usually get and they have to refill them every gulp. Harrison ordered a coke and the mug was about the same size as his head. Another lovely dinner. We topped the night off to the Africa bar. Don't ever go there. The atmosphere delightful, the staff way under par. So as we were leaving a glass got knocked over and the whole waitstaff came to roll their eyes at us. That was the last time I will go there. We stayed out for more drinks at the A Bar. That was crazy because some random Japanese guys wanted to improve their English. We asked how they were and we got the 'I'm fine and you?' NO NO NO. So we told them how to use excellent, fantastic, and great. Oh and also bad, and shitty. They didn't know the word shit, so we explained it meaning poo. So after that lesson was over we worked on not adding vowels to the ends of words. andu, lefto, righto. NO NO NO. They aced that test, too. So the guy sitting next to me got up and said "Excuse me I have to poo". I cracked up and almost peed myself there. He did use the word right and I give him props for that. At that note, we were out of there.
More pictures when I get home.

Friday off to Kyoto

So after the post office ordeal, my little secretary printed off the map of which way is the best way to get to Bernie's house. That map turned into the size of my small car with every little detail. How could I get lost with my Kocho telling me of every turn and every Circle K and 7 Eleven on the way. So I was toodling off in my car and thought I was on the wrong road, and I looked at the map and thought 'did I pass my intersection that was so clear on my huge map that had to be folded to fit in my front seat?' I pulled off at the vendies where a business man was getting some soda. He said I was on the right track. So I made it there in a little over an hour and fifteen minutes. Kocho said it would take me 2 hours. I'm speedy. Met Bernie and got on the train for Kyoto. Very nice ride with tons and tons of people that boarded after us. Good thing we got on in the middle of nowhere. From Kobe to Osaka to Kyoto is just really a big blob of a town. I couldn't tell where one started and one ended. So we got to Kyoto and was met by a 12 year old Aussie boy with the blondest curliest long hair named Harrison who is the son of Nicole who is an ALT in Kyoto.
So we got back to their house and then went out for drinks in the city and met other ALTs. We visited Cafe Independent which was decorated AWESOMELY and loved it down there. I will go back more. Had only one drink (still recovering from picking pears). Back to Nicoles where she made our beds and tucked us in like a good mom.

I HATE THE POST OFFICE

So in my mailbox the other day I see that I have a package from my dad and mom. Great. So yesterday I was pumped that I was going to get what I already packed at home. Not much of a surprise but maybe my mom and dad slipped something else I didn:t know in there. So i go and pick up my package from the postoffice. Oh wait it is at the OTHER post office WHY? I don:t know. So today I asked my JTE at my junior high school why it wasn:t at MY post office. She couldn:t give me an answer. OKay i was fine with that. She was also telling me why they couldn:t leave it on my door step. It would be illegal to give it to anyone else. Okay I understand.

So I asked my Kocho if I could run to the PO really quick. I didn:t want to go because this is the one that I yelled at a week ago. That turned into a half hour. Oh and my package was not there. They brought out a little book tied with a piece of yarn with my name inside. All they could say was Miyai (my sunflower supervisor). Out of no where my supervisor comes in with my package. I THOUGHT IT WAS ILLEGAL TO GIVE ANYONE ELSE MY PACKAGE! So I told them that I understood the paper that was in my mailbox. OBVIOUSLY IT WAS A PACKAGE BECAUSE IT HAD MY DADS NAME ON IT. So I told them to send it to MY post office from now on. Will they understand that NO!
In the meantime, my office lady is researching on how to get to Wake from here. She says it is going to take an hour and half. Bernie asked her office lady and they told her 30 -60 minutes. (It takes me 40 minutes to get to Takebe which is about half way). They are color coding the map as we speak so I don:t get lost.

I will make it to Kyoto this weekend. SOBER.

My little monkeys

My little monkeys. My picture is the purple and green one. My kyoto sensei fell asleep through my whole class. Quite amusing.
The typical office of an elementary school. The janitor in the corner working on gosh knows what. I usually hang out with the secretary, nurse, and janitor. Maybe minus one.

My weekend pictures of the Kibi Bike trail

A bike jam on the way to the train station
Just like the amusement park
This is about how wide some of my "highways" are
I want to ride my bicycle I want to ride my bike
Bicycle Bicycle.
Cool picture leading to a shrine under construction

what a long tunnel

Just another day on the block

So I rule at teaching numbers to little kids. Yesterday I had my second graders learning magic. I was successful. I had a little guy just crawl into my lap while I was doing the criss cross magic. I had the best one go and teach the Kyoto sensei. He couldn't believe he was getting tricked by an 8 year old. Soon a crowd of teachers came to see what this little boy was teaching. He had them all stumped and only him and I knew the answer. Boy did he feel pretty proud.
So I worked up a sweat again doing the 10 little monkeys jumping on the bed. I had them act it out with the trouble maker always being the doctor. They like to make the mean sounding voice.
Oh I am proud to say I have my Halloween costume picked out and ready to sew. I cant tell you what I am going to be. I did leak it out to a few. I will just show you pictures when I am done. I will say this though. I will be the talk of the town at my elementaries. Hey it is a good excuse to not dress up.
Today for my sunflower class- the definitions of the some of the words to Bridge of Troubled Waters by Simon and Garfunkel. Next week Sounds of Silence.

a disgrace to my mother and father

So first mom and dad, I didn't tell you the whole story. So here it is.

My weekend: Friday after the hellish day at the post office, I went to pick up a fellow Colorado JET living on the Shikoku island. She toodled around with me in the city until I went to eat with Rachel and her sister Annabelle, Bob, Amy, Danielle, some other girl, Richard, and Ashley (shikoku). We ate some great food and then went to the Aussie bar. I drove home that night so it was definately a sober night due to the no tolerance alcohol limit in Japan.

Saturday Ashley and I drove to Takahashi to get on a train to Soja. In Soja we met more JETs about 20 of us and rented bikes to do the Kibi bike trail. This will tell you how hard the ride is: a single speed cruiser. My kind of ride. So we were off and sightseeing along the way. We got to the end and got kind of lost when we needed to return the bikes. Found it after some really talented riding done by me. A sidewalk with oncoming traffic and one of those cement ditches that would hurt like hell when you fall in. Those bikes are hard to steer when they have a basket full of stuff in the front. I am a weeble wobble on them sometimes when the pressure gets to me.

We went to eat in the city and I had a drink. Man that tasted so good that I had another. Then to the Aussie Bar again for more drinks. Then to Red Moon for some more. I stayed the night in the city and took a train early in the morning.
This is the part that mom and dad aren:t going to be proud of.
I got sick on the train and only had my lovely Botox makeup bag. (Jami works for a medspa and sent me over 2 Botox makeup bags, a headband, mirror, shirt, and ball.) So I just happened to have the waterproof one with me thankfully. Dumped that out at the next stop. I met up with Dimple's adopted grandma and grandpa who took me, Dimple, and Jen to pick pears. I DIDN'T KNOW IT WAS GOING TO BE A THREE HOUR DRIVE UP. So it started out pulling over at a roadside toilet before we got on the expressway. Stopping again when we got off the expressway. Don't turn around in a car or you will get dizzy. Pulled over 6 more times like that all day. Picked some pears and ate 2 of them. Starting to feel sick again. The grandma and grandpa bought us each a bag full. All in all they spent about 180 dollars on pears that day.
I didn't get home til 7. That is when I started to feel better. Oh only puking 2 times on the side of the road on the way home. These roads are not straight and the braking accelerating is not good for a hangover.
Lesson learned. I am not a heavy weight anymore.

More pictures to put up tonight. (at school writing this and being ever so productive)