Monday, July 24, 2017

Saturday, March 11th, 1989

Note:  This is a series of journal entries from my two years living in Himeji, Japan (1988-1990).  I'm archiving them electronically through my blog.  Last names have been deleted and replaced with first initial only.  For details on this series of blog entries, see this post.

 Well, it's been ages (actually a week & 5 days) since I've written, so I guess it's time to catch up.

The week of the 27th (Feb.) to March 5th, I didn't do much of anything.  E.S.S. girls were in Hokkaido, so no E.S.S. rehearsals, Nobu & 2 other teachers on same trip, so no faculty mtngs.  I hung around my apartment all week, did some occasional shopping, cleaned, did laundry, knit, watched t.v. and hibernated...it was great!

Friday the 3rd, I scrubbed all of the scum off of my wash room walls and in the shower...felt good to see the stuff come off the walls.  Also scrubbed floors.

Saturday I met Kimberly in Kobe, ordered the yarn for my sweater, shopped, then we came back here & watched videos and talked.  Kim stayed over.

Sunday we slept in, then lazed around until 2 or 3, and went for okonomiyaki in Mikage.  I gave the lady the Iowa towel I brought back from Christmas.  She was surprised!

Choir practice went well, as did our debut in church (except that the 1st song kind of died in the beginning, because we sang from the back and couldn't hear the piano).  Our anthems went well.

After church was singles.  We did an activity where we signed a piece of paper and everyone int he room had to write something nice about us.  (Editor's note...I still have this piece of paper in my bible!).  It was fun, and good positive reinforcement.  The lesson was about how soldiers are healed when wounded, but when Christians are "wounded", other Christians "finish the job" by adding insult to injury (meaning that instead of building someone up after they've sinned, we say things like "you're kidding", "you did what?", "that's terrible", etc.).

I stayed over at I's.  Carol knit my scarf off the needles, and we had a nice talk.

Monday was a stupid, boring faculty mtng.  I rode in the Nobu and Koko sensei.  Nobu didn't translate shit, so I have no idea what we talked about.  (I was so mad!!).  I got home 30 minutes before Kayo came for her lesson.  She had a cold, so didn't do very well.

Tuesday I bought traveler's checks, sent them to mom, bought Robin's b-day present, sent it off, and taught my Mizoguchi class...only 3 kids showed up.  It was a good class though.

Wednesday was an E.S.S. rehearsal.  It went pretty well, but Michiyo went home sick.  We didn't do the script, we worked on choreography and lip sync.

Thursday, Michiyo, Chinatsu, and Tomoko came over for dinner.  (Tomomi was grounded).  I made chili, and we ate lots of junk food.  We watched part of "Dirty Dancing", but they had to leave before it was over.



Friday was the graduation party.  It was at the castle hotel, and was really nice.  We had a sit down meal.  There were ice sculptures, girls in ceremonial kimono, gifts for sensei (desk lamps), and lots of pictures.  It was fun!
























Afterwards, Kimberly and I ran to Kobe.  I picked up my yarn and came straight back.

Megumi class was dull.  I keep saying I don't think I'm teaching after spring break, but no one acknowledges my comments.  The jerks helped me decide, definitely "no"!

Today I went to A-Coop to buy make-up for my theater class.  How embarrassing (and, with a few groceries, my bill was 10, 714 yen...ugh!!).

Tonight I'm going out with J's, K's, and Barrett for Barrett's farewell party...rah.  Had to cancel plans to go dancing in Osaka at Studebakers 2/Scott, Sandy, Geln, and Erin...crud!

One embarrassing thing, I forgot to mention- on Wednesday (I think) when I went to school, I went to the station early to buy Kaisuken (11 tickets in a booklet for the price of 10). I went to the window and instead of saying "kaisuken o kaitai" (I want to buy a ticket booklet), I said "kisuten o kaitai"...( I want to buy a coffee shop)...I'm beginning to have a lot of empathy for foreigners who flub in America!

Wednesday, July 19, 2017

Monday, February 27th, 1989

Note:  This is a series of journal entries from my two years living in Himeji, Japan (1988-1990).  I'm archiving them electronically through my blog.  Last names have been deleted and replaced with first initial only.  For details on this series of blog entries, see this post.

Yesterday I slept in until about 10:30.  I got up and puttered around the apartment until 3:30.  I caught the bantansen, then the shinkaisoku, then Hankyu Rail, and went to Rokko.  I got there at 4:30.  The key arrived at 5:00.  We had practice.  It went well.  We'll be ready for next Sunday's debut.

I led music during church, and only blew it on 2 songs.  Oh well...2 out of 4 isn't bad??!!

After church we attempted to locate a place, and find people to go to the b-day party for Paula, Mitsuko, and Isaku...fun...since none of them were there for church.  Paula went home tired, Mitsuko came after church, and Isaku met us there.

We finally found a robata in Okamoto.   We had such a good time!  It started with the ordering fiasco.  We threw items out to vote on and the waiter kept writing everything we said down.  We asked him to come back later, and finally decided.  Among the items were sashimi, yakitori, butter corn, and Erin ordered blowfish...you know...the kind were you could die eating it...no one died, though.  I didn't try it.







The entire evening everyone in the restaurant stared at us.  Of course it didn't help that Erin picked up the head of the fish and dropped it screaming when a nerve in it twitched.  It also didn't help that it landed right in her water glass. 

Decorating the birthday cake for Mitsuko at our table didn't help either.  Nor did singing happy birthday to her, or doing karaoke (and not always very well, I might add).  We were so used to being stared at by the time we got the cake decorated, that we decided to go around to each table and give everyone a piece of it.  I got lots of pictures!




Isaku and Masami were horribly embarrassed that no one ordered beer or alcohol (that's the thing to do at robata).  I obliged by ordering a chuhai.

We forgot the girl from Germany, so called her later & told her how to get there and she came (we didn't know she was coming).

I took JR home from the eki near the robata.  I had to take the kaisoku.  I didn't get home until 1:00 a.m.

Today I had to get up at 7 to teach at the business school with Mike.  It was fun.  The class was pretty good.

A limo picked me up to go.  When we arrived the doorman let us in, and all of the workers saluted us as we went in. We had tea in the reception room, etc.  They paid for a taxi to take us home.  What a swanky place!  It was a really nice place.  It looked a lot like a hotel.

This afternoon I ran my film downtown, bought choir folders, and went to the grocery store.

Now I'm waiting for Kayo to come, hoping not to fall asleep.