Monday, March 18, 2013

Day 3, March 16 (Sat)


...And woke at 5:30am. Eh, that gave me plenty of time to shower (with towels!!!!), clean every single dish in the place, and try to make breakfast (stupid fry pan....).

Then I hung out on my computer for a while writing some of this stuff, until Randy came by to ask if I wanted to watch him prepare for his first class of the day. I watched him prepare, asked some questions, then watched the class. This was a class of tiny little kids, very cute (but attention spans are like 0).

After that Randy showed me a bunch of the teaching materials available, then it was time to head out to the next set of classes. Randy’s international driver’s license is expiring, so I’m his designated driver, which works out because I want to watch as many classes as I can (and I guess I’ll be taking over some of them once he leaves?).
These kids were 9-12 years old, with some more advanced English than the others I’d seen, and they were pretty well behaved. Again, Randy was filming for the end-of-year video, and the kids were nervous, but did pretty well. (Also it probably doesn’t help that I’m there, a new person, watching.)

That evening Randy showed me the walk to the train station (30-40 min.), and we took the train to Fukui to see a performance of the band ‘hiroshima’ since Randy’s student Miki is the drummer. Miki was nice, Randy found a wig, and Hugh was there to hang out for a bit, so it was fun, but I don’t think the punk-rocker scene is really my thing. That’s ok though.
I’m getting a little more comfortable with Japanese (not like comfortable, just not totally uncomfortable), my ears are still training to listen, but I’ve actually spoken a bit in Japanese. That’s good. I successfully answered ‘futska mae’ (two days ago) when asked when I arrived in Japan. Goodie.

The band didn't actually perform until like 9:00. They only did 3 or 4 songs, they were pretty good and I’ve never seen someone playing bass (or guitar or drums for that batter) that close. (There were like 10 people in the room, and that was probably half-capacity).
Then, from the Fukui train station, I successfully navigated my way back to Sabae and back to UFO alone! In the dark! I’m rather proud of myself for this accomplishment.

Mall with 7-stories of escalators I rode to the top and back down while waiting for my train:

5 comments:

  1. Sounds like you're starting to the the hang of things!

    Were you riding the escalators out of boredom? Did you try going the wrong way on them? I find that to be far more entertaining.

    (s/batter/matter)

    ((Blogger likes to eat my comments sometimes... And double-posts other times... Grrr...))

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  2. Now it looks like this site is going to accept my comment, yay!

    It's too bad Randy's leaving, as it sounds like he's showing you the ropes, and helping you to get settled. Nice that he invited you to that concert, even though it is punk. I thought of you on St. Pattie's Day, and how you'd have enjoyed seeing some live Irish entertainment. Does anyone in Japan celebrate it? Were they wearing green? (Not sure any of us was wearing green but Ari.)

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  3. @Rich - Going the wrong way might have been more entertaining. But I may have been thwarted, as after the 3rd floor they stop running unless they detect someone at the bottom/top (respectively). Also, it was like 10pm, and the mall closed at 10:30, so I felt kind of awkward being there already. But maybe that's the time to try it.

    @mom - Yeah, it's a pity, he's been real helpful. - I wore green :) but didn't notice any kind of celebration anywhere else. I saw in a paper that there were parades (somewhere in Japan) over the weekend, so maybe they celebrated on Sunday and I just missed it :p
    But hey, I played Irish music on my dulcimer, and wore green. Success.

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    1. I should have figured that they'd have more advanced escalators. But yeah that is the perfect time to try it. Oh well, perhaps another night.

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  4. You should have Randy write something in your journal before he leaves! And I'm worried about you walking alone in the dark...

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