I saw some pictures/status' that a fellow JET uploaded of when her mum came to visit and for some reason made the assumption that her mum was blind.
I saw her yesterday and asked. Naturally, I was completely wrong. And then had to embarrassingly explain why I thought that to be the case. Did someone say "curb your enthusiasm moment..?".
I really didn't want to forget that. Glad I have this blog.
Also I saw the new Godzilla film in Shinjuku over the weekend, there was a shot of Shinjuku which I witnessed upon leaving the cinema, love it when that kinda stuff happens.
I also just remembered something from when I was an undergrad student. Once a fellow student had asked me to email her something - a handout, or some notes or an article or whatever. I sent it to her in an email attachment and wrote a short message along the lines of "Here is the document you so desire". Although this was quite a few years ago now, I am pretty sure that is exactly how I worded it.
This girl, although I can't for the life of me remember who it was (which kills me) somehow completely misread this message. I have no idea what she thought I was getting at - but sent me a huge message back, stating how insulted she was and how I was so rude etc. etc.... I wish I could access my old kent mail. In fact, maybe I can. I MUST REMEMBER TO TRY FIND THIS. What a bizarre occurrence. Just for the record, she was a native English speaker... I can remember that much.
Tuesday, 19 August 2014
Monday, 11 August 2014
Harry Potter picnic party
This weekend a lot of people said goodbye. Alistair, who was the first friend I made on this programme spent his last night in Ibaraki on Friday. As did Alarna. We we to the duck for old -times sake, and because, quite simply, where else would we go?
On Saturday we threw a surprise birthday party for Riley. I organised a Harry Potter themed picnic party - she is a massive fan of Harry Potter. The only pictures I believe taken at the party are from the Japanese girlfriend of a friend -
The wig had nothing to do with harry Potter - Joshs' girlfriend just happened to be wearing it. I went with Sam (Eto - rileys friend from Alabama who also lives here) to Costco the night before. We bought a massive chocolate cake which was so big it had to be cut in half to fit on Robbies fridge.
We also played "Quidditch Beer Pong" in which there were yellow hoops in the middle of the table:
getting the ball through a hoop accounted for two balls. I actually managed to get it once - but it was pretty difficult. When it got dark we lit mini fireworks and played with sparklers. I got a little over-excited and started chasing people around with them. I also tried to set off the entire packet of sparklers in one go. Luckily everyone stopped me. Or....unluckily.
By Saturday night I was completely exhausted - the stress of organising the part combined with a few consecutive sleepless nights led to my early departure from the party. The others went on to do karaoke.
On Saturday we threw a surprise birthday party for Riley. I organised a Harry Potter themed picnic party - she is a massive fan of Harry Potter. The only pictures I believe taken at the party are from the Japanese girlfriend of a friend -
The wig had nothing to do with harry Potter - Joshs' girlfriend just happened to be wearing it. I went with Sam (Eto - rileys friend from Alabama who also lives here) to Costco the night before. We bought a massive chocolate cake which was so big it had to be cut in half to fit on Robbies fridge.
We also played "Quidditch Beer Pong" in which there were yellow hoops in the middle of the table:
getting the ball through a hoop accounted for two balls. I actually managed to get it once - but it was pretty difficult. When it got dark we lit mini fireworks and played with sparklers. I got a little over-excited and started chasing people around with them. I also tried to set off the entire packet of sparklers in one go. Luckily everyone stopped me. Or....unluckily.
By Saturday night I was completely exhausted - the stress of organising the part combined with a few consecutive sleepless nights led to my early departure from the party. The others went on to do karaoke.
Sushi
Ive been there twice now, once with Chris and Alistair, and last week I went with Freddy and Randy after going to the beach.
Friday, 8 August 2014
Summer summer summer time
Everyday sitting in the office. No school. Just study. Beach on the weekends and after school. It's so hot - that being drenched in sweat is a constant state.
Last night Randy came round and I cooked a curry.
I leave my car windows open at all times - there's nothing worth stealing in there - not that anyone would because...Japan. This morning a large spider had cast a web over the driving seat. It was thick and scary. I spent a good 10 minutes mustering the courage to dispose of it.
Last weekend Josh came up from Tokyo and I took him to the Mito matsuri.
In my town the Rock in Japan festival is taking place over the weekends so Katsuta feels strangely alive.
A couple weeks ago I met some of the broadway cast of "Bring it On the Musical" on my local bus... I helped them buy tickets back to Tokyo.
Yesterday I bought flights to go to Hong Kong. I will be going for a few days at the very end of August. I will be staying with Addie.
This week I had a mini ceremony in which I was handed the contract for another year. Another year. This week is my Japaniversairy. What does the next year have in store? I need to push harder at Japanese - I need to keep exploring. Make the most of it. Say yes to it all. There are quite a few places of my Japan bucket list. But I shouldn't worry too much about squeezing it all it - I will have time when my contract expires to travel around a little bit. I also need to save. I need money to travel. That is my only goal at this point - see it all - see as much as possible. Make the most of this time.
Last night Randy came round and I cooked a curry.
I leave my car windows open at all times - there's nothing worth stealing in there - not that anyone would because...Japan. This morning a large spider had cast a web over the driving seat. It was thick and scary. I spent a good 10 minutes mustering the courage to dispose of it.
Last weekend Josh came up from Tokyo and I took him to the Mito matsuri.
In my town the Rock in Japan festival is taking place over the weekends so Katsuta feels strangely alive.
A couple weeks ago I met some of the broadway cast of "Bring it On the Musical" on my local bus... I helped them buy tickets back to Tokyo.
Yesterday I bought flights to go to Hong Kong. I will be going for a few days at the very end of August. I will be staying with Addie.
This week I had a mini ceremony in which I was handed the contract for another year. Another year. This week is my Japaniversairy. What does the next year have in store? I need to push harder at Japanese - I need to keep exploring. Make the most of it. Say yes to it all. There are quite a few places of my Japan bucket list. But I shouldn't worry too much about squeezing it all it - I will have time when my contract expires to travel around a little bit. I also need to save. I need money to travel. That is my only goal at this point - see it all - see as much as possible. Make the most of this time.
Niijima - an Izu lsland trip
Last weekend I went on a weekend trip with Hana, Robbie and Marlys to Niijima.
We left straight after work on Friday and got on a train to Tokyo. To be honest I hadn't thought much about the trip, I had mainly been focusing on my appendicitis, which had me wondering whether I might have to cancel at the last minute. I was taking antibiotics - and had a genuine fear that my appendix may burst on the trip. This seriously worried me as I had done my research and knew that there was no medical facilities let alone a hospital on the island.
Just to let you know (aka my parents) that the second course of antibiotics worked a treat and for the first time in a while I feel completely normal (physically that is). What a relief.
We had some time in Tokyo so we went to Frijoles, the Mexican restaurant in Roppongi. I always end up going to this restaurant because most of my friends are American, and as I have recently learnt, Americans are obsessed by Mexican food. Geographically, I can understand how Mexican food is popular in America, but personally, I don't see how people can love it so much... They (the American passport holders) will often make comments like: "dont you just really miss Mexican food"....hmm, sorry, but no... isn't it quite unhealthy? I guess I haven't been to Mexico, or a Mexican restaurant in America, so I can't judge, I will just say that at this point in my life I do not understand this phenomenon. Well, I'll get back onto talking about Niijima then shall I?
We took an over-night ferry from Tokyo Bay to the Island. We boarded the ferry for 11PM and arrived in Niijima the next morning at...hmm, I'm going to say around 7AM, but that might be a little off. We got the cheapest possible tickets (which were still pretty expensive). Our tickets came without a seat or cabin or anything fancy that you might expect from a sleeper ferry. Our tickets bought us the luxury of having to sit upon the deck of the boat - and we were given tarpaulin mats as our only source of comfort. Although I was skeptical, the ferry ride turned out to be a definite highlight of the trip.
What happened on the ferry ride?
We had snacks - a nice warm breeze, a speaker system...we were surrounded by groups of young, cool Japanese people, who seemed to also be having little over-night parties/picnics on the deck. The Tokyo skyline shone bright and beautiful as we sailed south of it into the darkness. We befriended a large group of friends who turned out to be members of a punk band from Yokohama. One of them took out a large piece of fresh fish from a cooler - and sliced it into delicious pieces of sashimi. This was then seasoned with fresh pieces of garlic, ginger and other yummy things. It was without a doubt, the best sashimi I have ever tried in my life. I also got the chance to practice Japanese. I ended up talking to one of the one guys for what felt like a good amount of time. He was sat in a very comfortable looking portable chair. I figure that he was so comfortable he couldn't be bothered to move. Which is great, because then he had no choice but to talk to me and attempt to make sense of my nonsensical Japanese. One of the greatest things that happened on the ferry, was that I slept. I slept well. I put my head down at around 1am and woke up about an hour before the boat got in. I managed to sleep on a piece of tarpaulin covering a hard solid deck floor using my luggage as a pillow.
Saturday:
When we alighted the ferry a man with our name on a cardboard plaque was waiting to take us to our accommodation. We stayed at a place called Surf Station off Habushi beach. The four of us stayed in one room. We showered and napped and then made our way to habushi beach. What a beautiful beach. I am not one to go into landscape descriptions, so I will just wait until one of my friends from the trip uploads some images onto the internet.
On the beach befriended two girls who turned out to be in the American military based around Kamakura. They seemed friendly enough, although I found their muscular bodies quite intimidating. Pretty much two of the toughest chicks I've ever come across.
Day 1 on Habushi beach:
Outside the Surf Station:
We then walked to a nearby bike rental shop, rented 4 bikes and cycled to the other end of the island to another beach. On the way we stopped for lunch at a soba place, where this picture was taken:
The beach on the northern side of the island was much more child-friendly. Here we saw a foreign girl alone. I decided to start talking to her. As it happened she was staying in Japan for a month staying with a friend. When I asked her she told me that her friend lived in Hitachi-Ota, and town in northern Ibaraki where Robbie works. The girls name is Charlie, and she pretty much stuck with us for the rest of the weekend.
Later we went with Charlie to a local restaurant. I made her order a bibimbap because she had never tried it, I was so excited because its pretty much the only nice Korean food and she had never experienced it before. Unfortunately it was cold and she had a very un-enjoyable meal. What added salt to the wound was that my meal was hot and delicious and I couldn't even share it with her because it had meat and shes a vegetarian.
Following this we went to a bar on the beach called "wax". There was a really great local party. The DJ was actually playing garage music - which I got very excited about. The music, setting and vibe was excellent. The stage was lit up but no one was dancing for a long time. Sometimes this can happen, especially in Japan where people tend to be very shy. Luckily for Niijima we were there to lead the way. By this point our group of four had grown to eight. Us, Charlie, the two army girls who we had met earlier, and a random girl I befriended. Slowly the dance floor filled up and a very fun night was had. The locals on the island were great - I made an effort to dance with them all. Well, naturally that is a complete exaggeration, but I'm trying to create a picture here.
When the party finished at about 11 (early, I know... but we got there at about 8. so we had been there long enough I suppose) - we cycled to the onsen. Niijima island has a 24 hour onsen which resembles a greek ruin site. Its pretty awesome, especially at night. And its free! Also, this onsen is mixed sex, but you have to wear a swimming costume (unlike most onsens in Japan where the sexes are separated and bathe in the nude).
On Sunday we hired a car to explore the North East of the Island. The only way to get to the other side of the island is by car, as you much drive through a tunnel. Charlie had made friends with the old guy who ran a local souvenir shop, he rented his car to us for 5000 yen for 24 hours (thats 50 dollars - maybe about 30 pounds).
I was the designated driver of the most ridiculous vehicle I've ever come across. It was odd driving with a stick after driving an automatic for a year, but I eventually got the hang... sort of. Anyway, we drove around some mountainous country roads which felt very Jurassic Park - we also found a completely empty beautiful beach where we stayed until the sun set. It was pretty damn amazing. Again... I'll try find some picture of all this, and add them as I go.
The guy whose car we borrowed with Robbie:
View from up the mountain:
Driving around:
Here's some rocks I climbed on:
The empty beach:
On Sunday night we went to a local Italian style restaurant. We pretty much stayed there drinking coctails, listening to Ricky Martin (whose posters lined the walls - don't ask) and eating pizza. On the cycle back we stopped for shaved ice.
On Monday we cycled around the island, relaxed on the beach one last time and then took a speed boat back to Tokyo.
We passed through the JET orientation in Shinjuku, where we took some of the new Ibaraki JETs out to a ezakaya. They seemed ok - the usual mix of normal and socially inept.
Monday night:
Unfortunately I was really tired writing this - so it could have been better. The End.
We left straight after work on Friday and got on a train to Tokyo. To be honest I hadn't thought much about the trip, I had mainly been focusing on my appendicitis, which had me wondering whether I might have to cancel at the last minute. I was taking antibiotics - and had a genuine fear that my appendix may burst on the trip. This seriously worried me as I had done my research and knew that there was no medical facilities let alone a hospital on the island.
Just to let you know (aka my parents) that the second course of antibiotics worked a treat and for the first time in a while I feel completely normal (physically that is). What a relief.
We had some time in Tokyo so we went to Frijoles, the Mexican restaurant in Roppongi. I always end up going to this restaurant because most of my friends are American, and as I have recently learnt, Americans are obsessed by Mexican food. Geographically, I can understand how Mexican food is popular in America, but personally, I don't see how people can love it so much... They (the American passport holders) will often make comments like: "dont you just really miss Mexican food"....hmm, sorry, but no... isn't it quite unhealthy? I guess I haven't been to Mexico, or a Mexican restaurant in America, so I can't judge, I will just say that at this point in my life I do not understand this phenomenon. Well, I'll get back onto talking about Niijima then shall I?
We took an over-night ferry from Tokyo Bay to the Island. We boarded the ferry for 11PM and arrived in Niijima the next morning at...hmm, I'm going to say around 7AM, but that might be a little off. We got the cheapest possible tickets (which were still pretty expensive). Our tickets came without a seat or cabin or anything fancy that you might expect from a sleeper ferry. Our tickets bought us the luxury of having to sit upon the deck of the boat - and we were given tarpaulin mats as our only source of comfort. Although I was skeptical, the ferry ride turned out to be a definite highlight of the trip.
What happened on the ferry ride?
We had snacks - a nice warm breeze, a speaker system...we were surrounded by groups of young, cool Japanese people, who seemed to also be having little over-night parties/picnics on the deck. The Tokyo skyline shone bright and beautiful as we sailed south of it into the darkness. We befriended a large group of friends who turned out to be members of a punk band from Yokohama. One of them took out a large piece of fresh fish from a cooler - and sliced it into delicious pieces of sashimi. This was then seasoned with fresh pieces of garlic, ginger and other yummy things. It was without a doubt, the best sashimi I have ever tried in my life. I also got the chance to practice Japanese. I ended up talking to one of the one guys for what felt like a good amount of time. He was sat in a very comfortable looking portable chair. I figure that he was so comfortable he couldn't be bothered to move. Which is great, because then he had no choice but to talk to me and attempt to make sense of my nonsensical Japanese. One of the greatest things that happened on the ferry, was that I slept. I slept well. I put my head down at around 1am and woke up about an hour before the boat got in. I managed to sleep on a piece of tarpaulin covering a hard solid deck floor using my luggage as a pillow.
Saturday:
When we alighted the ferry a man with our name on a cardboard plaque was waiting to take us to our accommodation. We stayed at a place called Surf Station off Habushi beach. The four of us stayed in one room. We showered and napped and then made our way to habushi beach. What a beautiful beach. I am not one to go into landscape descriptions, so I will just wait until one of my friends from the trip uploads some images onto the internet.
On the beach befriended two girls who turned out to be in the American military based around Kamakura. They seemed friendly enough, although I found their muscular bodies quite intimidating. Pretty much two of the toughest chicks I've ever come across.
Day 1 on Habushi beach:
Outside the Surf Station:
We then walked to a nearby bike rental shop, rented 4 bikes and cycled to the other end of the island to another beach. On the way we stopped for lunch at a soba place, where this picture was taken:
The beach on the northern side of the island was much more child-friendly. Here we saw a foreign girl alone. I decided to start talking to her. As it happened she was staying in Japan for a month staying with a friend. When I asked her she told me that her friend lived in Hitachi-Ota, and town in northern Ibaraki where Robbie works. The girls name is Charlie, and she pretty much stuck with us for the rest of the weekend.
Later we went with Charlie to a local restaurant. I made her order a bibimbap because she had never tried it, I was so excited because its pretty much the only nice Korean food and she had never experienced it before. Unfortunately it was cold and she had a very un-enjoyable meal. What added salt to the wound was that my meal was hot and delicious and I couldn't even share it with her because it had meat and shes a vegetarian.
Following this we went to a bar on the beach called "wax". There was a really great local party. The DJ was actually playing garage music - which I got very excited about. The music, setting and vibe was excellent. The stage was lit up but no one was dancing for a long time. Sometimes this can happen, especially in Japan where people tend to be very shy. Luckily for Niijima we were there to lead the way. By this point our group of four had grown to eight. Us, Charlie, the two army girls who we had met earlier, and a random girl I befriended. Slowly the dance floor filled up and a very fun night was had. The locals on the island were great - I made an effort to dance with them all. Well, naturally that is a complete exaggeration, but I'm trying to create a picture here.
When the party finished at about 11 (early, I know... but we got there at about 8. so we had been there long enough I suppose) - we cycled to the onsen. Niijima island has a 24 hour onsen which resembles a greek ruin site. Its pretty awesome, especially at night. And its free! Also, this onsen is mixed sex, but you have to wear a swimming costume (unlike most onsens in Japan where the sexes are separated and bathe in the nude).
On Sunday we hired a car to explore the North East of the Island. The only way to get to the other side of the island is by car, as you much drive through a tunnel. Charlie had made friends with the old guy who ran a local souvenir shop, he rented his car to us for 5000 yen for 24 hours (thats 50 dollars - maybe about 30 pounds).
I was the designated driver of the most ridiculous vehicle I've ever come across. It was odd driving with a stick after driving an automatic for a year, but I eventually got the hang... sort of. Anyway, we drove around some mountainous country roads which felt very Jurassic Park - we also found a completely empty beautiful beach where we stayed until the sun set. It was pretty damn amazing. Again... I'll try find some picture of all this, and add them as I go.
The guy whose car we borrowed with Robbie:
View from up the mountain:
Driving around:
Here's some rocks I climbed on:
The empty beach:
On Sunday night we went to a local Italian style restaurant. We pretty much stayed there drinking coctails, listening to Ricky Martin (whose posters lined the walls - don't ask) and eating pizza. On the cycle back we stopped for shaved ice.
On Monday we cycled around the island, relaxed on the beach one last time and then took a speed boat back to Tokyo.
We passed through the JET orientation in Shinjuku, where we took some of the new Ibaraki JETs out to a ezakaya. They seemed ok - the usual mix of normal and socially inept.
Monday night:
Unfortunately I was really tired writing this - so it could have been better. The End.
Tuesday, 22 July 2014
a colonic episode
From early May I've had a strange constipation problem. wow, what a pleasant opener. As much detail I could go into, I will just say that I've had what many google searches call "chronic constipation" ....I really have no idea what was causing it - it was one of those problems where I tried everything and got sick of people giving me the same advice "drink coffee, eat prunes and take laxatives" - as though I hadn't thought of that yet. Even going to Israel a fortnight ago for a family wedding - where I had a complete change of diet - did nothing. Upon my return I was starting to look pretty pregnant - and was feeling very concerned. I digress.
One thing I hadn't tried yet was a "colonic massage" .... I found a youtube video tutorial and spent a good 40 minutes one night massaging my very bloated belly.
When I woke up the next morning I had strange pain in my lower right abdomen. It wasn't excruciating or anything, just odd... something I hadn't experienced before. I shrugged it off and went to work. I had two classes in the morning, during which the pain was invariably fighting for my attention. When I finally got a break, I went straight online to figure out what was going on. I got a bit of a fright when all signs pointed towards appendicitis. Surely this couldn't be the case?.... I only had one symptom.
However, I started to worry and took myself to the nurses room. after finding out the Japanese word for appendix, I explained to the nurses what I believed to be the problem. My supervisor, Yoshikawa sensei was called, who came to pick me up. She took me to a local doctors clinic.
The doctor asked me a couple questions and gave me a brief examination. He decided that I needed to be looked at properly and called an ambulance. So I went with Yoshikawa in the ambulance to the hospital. It was pretty cool, I've never actually been in an ambulance before. It felt rather silly to be honest as I felt completely fine. I was strapped to a bed with a heart monitor and a machine measuring my blood pressure. The paramedic, who was really sweet, tried his best to make small talk with me which gave me a chance to practice my Japanese, as Yoshikawa, who didn't enjoy the bumpy journey, filled in the linguistic gaps.
When we arrived at the hospital everything felt like an episode of Grey's Anatomy. Loads of doctors ran towards me as the ambulance doors opened. I was carried from one bed to another - taken into a big operating room - then loads of random cool stuff started happening at the same time. I had about seven doctors doing different things around me - one guy taking blood from my arm, one woman giving me a horribly painful injection into my groin (I will never understand what the hell that was for) ... one woman was putting stickers onto my chest (again?), people were touching my abdomen trying to figure out the source of the pain asking loads of stuff in Japanese which I tried my best to answer, one guy sticking a thermometer under my armpit...and so on. I felt pretty special. I also was giggling uncontrollably. Which I've learnt is a weird habit I have at times I feel genuinely uncomfortable...of course it tends to exacerbate things, but I've learnt to accept that.
I was then rushed into a room for a CT scan. I was injected by this weird stuff which made my body go all warm - I had a few moments where I was worried I had lost control of my bladder and wet myself - but I checked later and luckily I hadn't (phew). Then I was rushed into another room and an x-ray was taken. Afterwards, I was taken back to the first room - where more injections and stuff happened. By this point I was feeling pretty exhausted so wasn't paying as much attention - the giggling had stopped as the novelty of being in an episode of ER had worn off.
I could see one doctor looking at my x-ray results on a monitor, as they discussed the results. By this point I had contrasting feelings. Firstly, I hoped it was nothing serious, because that would obviously suck and lead to expensive scary surgery. However, I also had that weird, almost guilty feeling, where you sort of hope its not completely nothing - because then you would feel really embarrassed for wasting everyone's time and for causing a total fuss over nothing - not to mention maybe a little bit of over-dramatic panic crying in the nurses office earlier that day HOW EMBARRASSING.
The verdict:
Yoshikawa was called back in for her mad translation skillz. I learnt that I did in fact have appendicitis, but luckily I had caught it early so surgery was not necessary (thank god for being a hypochondriac riiight?). I was told that it was caused by the constipation - damn my blocked pipes. I was told I could either stay at the hospital for three days or take medication at home. I knew staying in the hospital was unnecessary and expensive, so opted for home treatment.
Before I left, I was put on a drip - which was cool - when I had to go to the toilet I had to wheel it in with me like in the movies. I was put on a course of antibiotics and given this powdery laxative stuff to be taken after every meal. Luckily it didn't taste too bad. Two days later I had to go back to the hospital for a check-up. My recovery was fast - and the pain was gone within 3 days. I didn't even need the follow-up drip treatment that had been planned.
I was told that I will be fiine. Hooray. The only thing is that if this happens again (the chronic constipation block-up nonsense) I might get appendicitis again. This actually really scares me because I don't know what caused it. However, I was given a massive load of different laxatives - just in case - and was sent on my way.
Today my stomach is back to its normal (moderately) flat self. Which is good timing because summer has begun and I plan on spending it in my bikini on the beach. This weekend I am going on a trip to Niijima, one of the Izu islands off Tokyo. Awesome.
Wednesday, 2 July 2014
When Chez came to visit 6: The final couple of days
Well, looks like this shit is about to get summarised. It's a Wednesday morning and I have no classes today.
Hmm... what happened the last few days of Chez being here. Well, she went back down to Tokyo again and stayed in an air bnb apartment in Koenji. I went down and joined her after work on the Friday. I had never been to Koenji, which turned out to be a really nice area. We went for a little walk around and then ended up going for dinner in this fun little restaurant with swinging chairs.
We went back and had a nice big sleep. On Saturday we wanted to go to a cat cafe in Jichijoji. We found a really nice place online - but unfortunately typed the wrong address into google maps. We ended up at a reject cat cafe with a bunch of ugly smelly cats and werid people.
we cut our losses and decided to find the first cat cafe we wanted to go to... the nice one. We found it later.
it was pretty awesome:
we had some yummy food:
Chez was excited because we saw a dwarf cat:
There was a menu of cats:
Afterwards we went to Akihabara:
We went to the AKB48 shop:
And played on a taiko drumming game:
and we went for some yummy sashimi:
We went to Shinjuku and walked around for a while. We went to a massive bookshop with an English section so chez could find a book for Korea.
Afterwards we went back to the room, relaxed for a while, and then met up with Yuri and her mum Kotomi in Kichijoji. We took Chez for yakiniku on her last night:
Hmm... what happened the last few days of Chez being here. Well, she went back down to Tokyo again and stayed in an air bnb apartment in Koenji. I went down and joined her after work on the Friday. I had never been to Koenji, which turned out to be a really nice area. We went for a little walk around and then ended up going for dinner in this fun little restaurant with swinging chairs.
We went back and had a nice big sleep. On Saturday we wanted to go to a cat cafe in Jichijoji. We found a really nice place online - but unfortunately typed the wrong address into google maps. We ended up at a reject cat cafe with a bunch of ugly smelly cats and werid people.
we cut our losses and decided to find the first cat cafe we wanted to go to... the nice one. We found it later.
it was pretty awesome:
we had some yummy food:
Chez was excited because we saw a dwarf cat:
There was a menu of cats:
Afterwards we went to Akihabara:
We went to the AKB48 shop:
And played on a taiko drumming game:
and we went for some yummy sashimi:
We went to Shinjuku and walked around for a while. We went to a massive bookshop with an English section so chez could find a book for Korea.
Afterwards we went back to the room, relaxed for a while, and then met up with Yuri and her mum Kotomi in Kichijoji. We took Chez for yakiniku on her last night:
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