Japan Day 7

Home­s­tay, day 1
We got our­selves checked out of the hotel this morn­ing and I found that calls to the US must be around $1/minute, as I’d called Ariesna a cou­ple of times and hadn’t spo­ken all that long but the bill was rather high. After we were all checked out, we walked down to the lan­guage school. It was extremely hot out and there wasn’t a lot of shade. I noticed K was hav­ing prob­lems, so I car­ried her bag for her to the school. Once we were there, one of the teach­ers brought us some drinks and snacks, but the A/C wasn’t work­ing all that well and we were still fry­ing.

About the time we’d got­ten cooled off; the Hippo Fam­ily Club showed up. Appar­ently they study for­eign lan­guages by lis­ten­ing to music, singing, danc­ing and host­ing for­eign vis­i­tors for home stays. After a few silly dances and some singing, they paired us up with our host fam­i­lies. Then they asked some­body to say some­thing to their host fam­ily. K-san asked me to go first; so I stood up –and then remem­bered to grab my phrase­book– then I rat­tled off the Japan­ese for: It’s nice to meet you. My name is Mark McK­ibben. and some­thing else that I can’t remem­ber now. Then I sat down expect­ing them to call on some­body else, but instead they broke up the meet­ing and we all went off with our host fam­i­lies. AAARRRGGGGHHHH!!!! Why I did have to be the only one to embarass myself that way?!?!?

D and I went off with M-san & R-san and their 2 boys A & T to their apart­ment. We rested there for a while and then walked down to the gro­cery store. T kept try­ing to run ahead, so R-san had me hold his hand. We’d still occas­sion­ally run ahead, but I kept him from going too far. R-san bought a bunch of stuff for tem­pura and some sushi. We went back to their apart­ment but this time D took care of T while I pushed A’s stroller. Then Rika cooked up a storm with just a lit­tle help from M and we sat around their din­ner table eat­ing for a looooong time. I tried sev­eral pieces of sushi that I’d never had before and sev­eral that I really wish I hadn’t eaten. Dur­ing din­ner, M-san offered me a beer and pretty much by the time I said maybe it was poured and wait­ing for me to drink it. I think D looked a bit put out by that as he’s not old enough to drink yet. Then M-san and I chat­ted, using his lap­top with a tran­lat­ing web­page up. He really wanted to work on his Eng­lish, which was con­sid­er­ably bet­ter than my Japan­ese and we talked about a vari­ety of subjects:

  • fish­ing
  • music
  • pol­i­tics
  • movies
  • Amer­i­can food

M-san would definitly like to come to the USA some­day and I offered to take him to din­ner if he ever makes to my part of the USA. After din­ner dur­ing our chat, M-san pulled out a bot­tle of Sun­tory whiskey which amused me because I’d seen Lost in Trans­la­tion. He poured me a small amount and it was smooth in my mouth but burned all the way down my throat. After that he offered me some sake, which was much bet­ter than the hot sake that I’d tried back in the USA. Then I went to bed, and I got to sleep on a futon in the one room with tatami mats which was much more com­fort­able than one would think.

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