Mexicans can make Burritos

So the last few days: I have been in Okayama City for a JET conference from Thursday on. And of course I am going to stay for the company on Friday and Saturday. Just to describe my eating habits. I now get discounts at the famous Racco's Burger. I bring in people or they bring me and I get discounts. Maybe because I ate there 3 days in a row.

I was at the conference with my cool teacher and we didn't really have anything to iron out, but I know more of my expectations which she told me to keep what I was doing with talking to the janitor, nurse and secretary all day while surfing on the internet for at least 4 hours. GREAT!
Then out to eat with some new faces and the classics. That is the French man trying to kill someone with the chopsticks. Okay a little background on this picture. We all met up for Friday night karaoke. Before we could even sit down and order the drinks, Brian found his song of Sweet Child O Mine and started to belt it out with a little dance, too. (Mainly because he had a drinking party with his school and might have been the only one that was a little tipsy) As you can see no one really even paid attention to him singing, but I caught it all while peeing my pants laughing. You can see the love of Karaoke in his eyes.
Some of the fall foilage I found while toodling on a one lane road.
This is a perfect picture driving, until you get out and walk to take photos.......
And see that it is the spot to dump all of your old cars.....



On Tuesday I had a Mexican night with my neighbors. Kyoto sensei who has been fighting mice with me, Sone sensei who is a first grade teacher at one of my elementary schools, Hiromi the secretary at my cool school Yamato, the janitor Namba-san. Those are the people I am supposed to talk to during my free time. They loved the tacos and told me I was a great cook. Little did they know that I just used a packet seasoning. But I did make my own guacamole. My Kyoto sensei wanted to test out my camera and all of its functions. He is quite hilarious with his broken but understandable Engrish.

I had my neighbor girl Hiromi over for leftovers. She loved that. All in all, my weekend was great and maybe while I try to go to bed, I will come up with other stories I know I missed.