With the Hiroshima clan
So this last Friday I made my way over to Fuchu to hang out with Amy, a crazy girl from Miami, NYC, and Spain. She shares my love for yakiniku. We ate 6 plates of meat and one of veggies. Man was it good. We made paper geisha dolls til the wee hours of the morning. Gotta love that for a Friday night.
Saturday we had a mission. We picked up Roo at the train station for a full day of randomness and shopping. You never know with Roo if he is going to slobber on your face or just give you a hello peck on the cheek. I always make sure my cheek is the only thing he can hit. We hit up the 100 yen store. We each went through our shopping to make sure to put back anything we didn't need. Roo got some ear muffs, a neck warmer, some chopsticks, notebooks, a tray he is going to use as a frisbee, a statue of a Miss Porky Pig with her boobs uncovered, all approved by me. But I didn't watch him after that and he snuck up to the register with 6 other statues. No porky pig, but black naked lady, wizard, knights, skeletons, maybe a buddha, and another one I said NO to right away. I approved the lady, the knights because he was soo soo insistant on it. So he told the lady that he didn't need the other ones so she put them behind the counter. I am hanging out by the door ready to go when he tells her he NEEDS the wizard. Why? I don't know. Now he was wearing he earmuffs everywhere.
Next stop, UNIQLO. The Old Navy of Japan but possibly cheaper and way cooler. Once again we spent over an hour in this store approving all purchases. Roo found a coat that made him look like Kenny off of South Park. Amy found some good fleece for China. I got a wool sweater, pajama pants, and more fleece tops. All approved by them.
We shopped until about 8 then made our way to Fukuyama's downtown. First we got changed in the Lawson's bathroom into warmer new clothes. I met some more of their crazy friends and drank at a little pub called Charlies.
As I was buying some spaghetti at the combini, I told some guys that there hair was really bad and looked like the 80s. I mean Nelson brothers are now in Japan, but they turned Japanese, too. Oh well. You win some you lose some. If I did that in the states, they would have pummeled me, but since Japan will do anything not to fight, I thought I could go ahead with it.
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Whaaa? You were in Fukuyama this weekend? Well, we were dwadling around there roundabouts Sunday, so not quite weekend anymore.
How about showing me downtown Fukuyama some time? It looked like a pretty darn dead city to me.
At 6pm, one of my shogakko teachers shows up at my door with a package from amazon. Funny, I didn't know she moonlighted with amazon. Nope, it's from my elementary school. Really? Did I accidentally give amazon the address of my school that I visit once a month instead of my aparto? No, the post office man was at the school, asked where I was that day. Not that uncommon, and had he delivered to ME at my junior high, it wouldn't have been odd. But instead he gave it to some random teacher. Was he so busy that he couldn't drive his motorbike to my school and deliver it to me? It's not like that's his job... wait. Honestly, it was just a toy car for an orphan from a former JET, but what if it had been drugs or large stacks of unmarked bills? Or your bizen-yaki? Then who would be laughing?
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