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... so heart attacks to the old people in the waiting room. My rehab sensei's were loving it and even took a few pictures of me again. Skyped the family in the evening then had an early night. Was a good day.
Early wake up today of 5:45am. Had to be at Oasa by 7:15am. I was met my by principle and we went back to his house (oop). I met his wife and his 2 sons again. One son had his girlfriend over and they all wanted to practice speaking English ...
... running when the wind blew. I don't blame her - it was COLD. I would not have been surprised to see snow that night. Yet only the previous day I had been basking in 23 degree heat. Apparently these extremes are quite normal for this mid-season from winter into spring. Hokkaido is a food-oriented destination and I've been doing my best to get through the huge variety on offer. Some staples are very familiar - potatoes, beef, asparagus, dairy produce. Others are ...
... also eager to see the group from the university Chris works at, since they were this summer's winners. They didn't get naked, but their performance was still entertaining, and although I'm biased, they were in the correct slot in performance order, saving the best for last. At the end, all of the performers came out to dance on the stage and in the aisles, giving the audience a last burst of energy before we went out into the cold.
After a quick trip back to the apartment ...
Sunday was the little church's Christmas party. I sang Oh Holy Night, since I really like that song this time of year and figured no one else would be singing it. The Mexican missionary, Beto, played the soprano saxophone after me. We like to joke that he is Beto G, minus the curls. Because we haven't been to the little church in quite some time, we got to meet some new people. I had met Christine once before at Super Kids Club but was able to talk to her more over lunch. ...
... what i know now we would probably skipped this step! but that will come later . out into the blustering cold we went. we walked the 5 blocks to our subway entrance and headed off, at the subway a very pleasant Japanese woman who spoke NO english but employed a very imperialistic approach to multi-lingual communication ( i.e. speaking slower and louder) ensured we had the right ticket and escorted us to our train.... i might add, we were in no way confused or in need of ...