Monday, September 24, 2007
Sunday, September 2, 2007
Fukoyama 1
On Friday Molly and myself went to a crazy restaurant. We were invited by the Kasaoka International Exchange Association (KIEA). So far the KIEA people have been great to us, offering things for us to do, bringing us to town festivals, and doing free Japanese lessons for us.
So this restaurant. They brought us to our room, since our group was quite large. 8 foreigners (us) and about 10 - 15 Japanese people. There were little brazers in the middle of our tables to fry up the endless supply of meat that kept arriving. #1 on the menu...pig tounge. Yummy, good thing I ate it before they told me what it was. Everything else was pretty mellow though, just steak and veggies. Too much food...but it was great.
On Sunday Molly and I went to a neighboring bigger city, Fukuyama. We were on a mission to buy shoes for Molly and a bag for me. Molly needed shoes because...I'm not sure why but she needed shoes for school. I wanted a bag to replace my old Burton backpack since it's dead. (A big hole opened up in the bottom corner of it and it just doesn't have too many uses left. R.I.P 7 year old Burton bag.)
After some time Molly found her shoes. I found an arcade. Things were good. Then we went searching for a backpack. We were at a store looking at some nice bags when a smaller Japanese woman said "Excuse-a me. My manager, he speak some English. He would like to talk with you I think." I thought, "Oh great, another Japanese person who wants to talk to us because we're American and speak English." We continued looking at bags and were kind of surprised to find one that was really nice. Then we saw this really big guy walking towards us with a smile. He was the store owner. He's a really cool guy and gave me a nice discount on the bag. Also! It just so happened that he sold....SIZE 13 SHOES! This just doesn't happen in Japan, we'll be going back to that store again.
More to come tomorrow...work is done for today and I'm getting out of here.
So this restaurant. They brought us to our room, since our group was quite large. 8 foreigners (us) and about 10 - 15 Japanese people. There were little brazers in the middle of our tables to fry up the endless supply of meat that kept arriving. #1 on the menu...pig tounge. Yummy, good thing I ate it before they told me what it was. Everything else was pretty mellow though, just steak and veggies. Too much food...but it was great.
On Sunday Molly and I went to a neighboring bigger city, Fukuyama. We were on a mission to buy shoes for Molly and a bag for me. Molly needed shoes because...I'm not sure why but she needed shoes for school. I wanted a bag to replace my old Burton backpack since it's dead. (A big hole opened up in the bottom corner of it and it just doesn't have too many uses left. R.I.P 7 year old Burton bag.)
After some time Molly found her shoes. I found an arcade. Things were good. Then we went searching for a backpack. We were at a store looking at some nice bags when a smaller Japanese woman said "Excuse-a me. My manager, he speak some English. He would like to talk with you I think." I thought, "Oh great, another Japanese person who wants to talk to us because we're American and speak English." We continued looking at bags and were kind of surprised to find one that was really nice. Then we saw this really big guy walking towards us with a smile. He was the store owner. He's a really cool guy and gave me a nice discount on the bag. Also! It just so happened that he sold....SIZE 13 SHOES! This just doesn't happen in Japan, we'll be going back to that store again.
More to come tomorrow...work is done for today and I'm getting out of here.
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