I finally got computer access. Unfortunately, the keyboard is really weird and I do not like it. And I cannot find the punctuation keys. xD
Anywho, I have been writing about my trip in my notebook, so here it is!
Day One-- Flight and Nagoya
Planes. I. Hate. Them.
I ended up sitting between Nathaniel and Jonathan.
We played cardgames, watched anime on meh ipod, and slowly rotted through the ten hour flight. Jonathan watched Horton Hears a Who four times, finding it even more hilarious than the last time, and Nathaniel fell asleep on me. xD And he says he cannot fall asleep on the plane.
The moment we gotoff the plane and stepped into the terminal, we all yelled "woah!"
It was hot.
It was muggy.
Our hairpoofed up.
We exchanged our money. This oldman tried to help usfind the hotel we already knewthelocation of and thought that sensei knew no Japanese,even though he was speaking tohim in perfectly clear Japanese.
We got on the train. Every time someone saw us, they would avoid us.
Our hotel was just afew blocks from thestation. It was downtown Nagoya, full of pachinko parlors.
We boughtweird soda.
We ate melon bread.
We spoke in Japanese tothe ladies at the front desk.
I shared a room with Kayleigh. We sort of bonded during those 12 hours. xD Our room wastiny. I had to duck. The bathroom was only slightly larger than theone on theairplane. We could hear Nathaniel and Jonathan's conversations if we stood in the bathroom. And thetoiletscared me to noend.
We stalkeda J-rocker on a tiny bike.
We watched Japanese dubs of Full House.
The train was pink andpurple.
For fun, Kayleigh and I have been calling Jonathan and Nathaniel Maurice and the Nate-anator.
The bedwas uncomfortable. The pillowwas like a folded tarp covered in rough fabric.
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YAY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! You're having ADVENTURES!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! You made me laugh very hard - write more, more, more! Love, Mama-san
Melon breaaaaaaaad~ I'm hungry now. You should've gotten pork that was barbequed right in front of you. Like, on the street. It's sooooo good. But that might only be a Chinese thing. Sorry about your muggy-ness problems, and at least your plane trip wasn't 11 hours, a four-hour layover in Taipei, and then another two hours at a manmade island, where you then must go through customs, go through HORDES of people, wait for a train and ride it for a half hour, then manage to get a taxi with nearly all of your belongings with you. And nobody speaks english. After that, dealing with weather COMPLETELY different to the PNW's and it being one of the hotter days of the year makes it hard to walk several miles in flip flops. And I've been here more than three weeks. Rant over, but BTW, my family has a blog! =D I'll send you the link some time.
-Sumomo
PS TELL ME GOOD LUCK FOR MY INTERVIEW FOR SCHOOL ON THE 5TH! :D
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