Kuretake Inn Act Hamamatsu

... me so well on my form and quick learning. I simply didn't have the heart to tell these folks who are giving me free lessons, that I've had some previous training. Or maybe I just didn't have the knowledge of how to say it, but either way...dammit...something smells like kamemushi. Kamemushi, or the stink-bug, is a curse around here this time of year. They breed like crazy, despite the cold. They can get in anywhere, somehow. They have hard ...

... myself to (Myoujin), he said the word onsen and I thought "why the hell not?".<br>This time, no bandage, but just my trusted long-hand-towel. I drape it, and it seems discreet enough. In fact, it was almost empty this time. I only saw two men in it at any time, and most of the evening I had the whole onsen to myself. It was amazing, and I'm falling asleep as I write this entry.<br><br>Again, there's no pictures (common, I'm not THAT perverted), but I ...

... by foot. Now, whether or not it was a sport, or whether they claimed bragging rights is a different matter (I'm no historian), but I have to admit that I'm ready for the next one.<br><br><br>But really....doing what I did again today, and then twice that, is something I should at least train for this time. My time was 1 hour and forty minutes. Two 60 and 64 year old men beat my time by about 20 minutes. Now there's motivation.<br>

... deducted for every ball you put in the wrong basket. The thing is, two teams go at the same time on different poles, and at the end, they count out how many you put in yours, and how many you put in the wrong basket (which is a point for the other team). We were really good at scoring for the other team, and, well, they just sucked at giving us points. We liked to think of ourselves as the best team of Givers.<br><br>Of course, no Sports Day is complete without ...

... high-tailed' it outta there, leaving his hapless victim (not his dinner, mind you...they're herbivores right?) on her own.<br><br>So, having disturbed this lovely display of primal roots, I burst out laughing, feeling awful for having taken part in playing the breakin-father. But heh, if I'm not allowed to have fun, neither are the bloody bunny-rabbits!<br><br>Kinball rocks!<br>

... doing a lot of drinking out here. The beer is just so delicious. But that's slowed down a bit lately, not just due to the light pocket, but also the heavy stomach. I was sick earlier this week, an experience at the doctor I can't wait to share with you guys. I dont' blame the drinking, but it's been holding me back some, and I plan to, at least unofficially through this blog, declare my 'slowing-downness' of that tasty, tasty vice.<br><br>Much love to you all, and thanks for checking in.<br>

... the school D.H. works at (Toei), and the schools that Derek commutes to (Tsugu and Taguchi). It was a good turn out of young soon-to-be athletes.<br><br>Much like the last ceremony I attended for Cleaning Day, the day was rigidly structured and it adhered to all the time constraints so that everything was done and done well. Things started early, Ichikawa-sensei and I arrived there a little after 7:30, I believe. I took the opportunity to kill some spare time before we got ...

... the Japanese Education system. Think about how much money we spend on paying people to sweep, vacuum, mop, and clean up the messes that Western students haphazardly leave after themselves after eating, emptying out their lockers, or crafting a state-of-the-art spitball machine complete with an endless supply of ammunition. We're messy kids, and we don't even realize it.<br>In Japan, right from the start, they teach these kids the responsibility of cleaning up after themselves ...

So after meeting Andrew in Toyohashi with Julie, I knew I had to see them play. Not only are they very talented musicians, but they were also very entertaining. It was also a goodbye party to a few of the local JETs who were leaving to get married or leaving to avoid it, not sure which was which. Either way, I met Brad and Brian that night, and another gentleman who I can't remember, who played like it was their ...

... it was obvious that the tongue-shaped meat was indeed the cow`s tongue - couldn`t they have cut it up into normal shapes?? In the event, it was actually very nice, all that was missing was a Yorkshire Pudding or three, but I only have one more week to wait for that. And beans. Mmmmm! :) We called in to see Kazuki playing basketball on the way home, and bizarrely I saw four old guys rehearsing their band in the adjacent building who I could have sworn were the same ...