Friday, September 21, 2012

Day 5: The Eve of Despair

I should really be studying for my Japanese Language Placement Test tomorrow morning, but I'm posting instead.
I may have gotten a bit bored
during the orientation . . .

Today was pretty by the numbers. More orientations on campus, including how to register for classes (which I should also probably be doing). We played a little card game tournament that I won spectacularly. It was a fairly simple game split up among a few groups. The twist was that we couldn't talk and had to figure out on our own (then communicate to others) that the rules weren't actually the same between groups. The whole thing was a big allegory for studying abroad and intermingling cultures.

Today's lunch was at a fairly upscale restaurant. I think it had Tengu or something in the name. Anyway,  I got some sort of fried chicken . . . thing that came with rice, miso, and all kinds of other awesome stuff. I'm really loving the currency here. There are 500 yen coins, which are essentially the equivalent of $6 dollar coins. They make it really easy to spend a lot of money without realizing it, but they're super convenient.

Massive rainstorm out of nowhere. It went from
clear to downpour in maybe 30 seconds.
Even the weather here is crazy.
I got my rail pass today, which I adore like a son. No more bothering with ticket machines before each ride on the Tokyo Metro. I can just swipe my card—scratch that—I don't even have to swipe it; it just needs to get near an entrance gate, meaning I don't even have to take it out of my wallet. This place is awesome.
This thing was filled with all kinds of delicious fruit.
The (chocolate) sign says "Happy birthday, Dad"

Oh right, except for how the weather tried to kill me. I was startled by what was probably the closest lightning bolt I've ever seen. The thunder was immediate and it sounded like an explosion. The rain quickly swept in afterward. Good thing I finally remembered to carry an umbrella.

I headed home early today and played with my imouto and otouto. It's actually my host dad's birthday, so we had a delicious meal of sushi and inari, followed by a birthday cake and a Japanese rendition of Happy Birthday . . . at least, I think that's what that was.

Okay, it's late and I really should look over my Japanese book to make sure I don't end up back at the most basic level. Mata ashita ne.

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