On my way back from a five day stretch in Kyoto visiting with my dad and seeing my uncle and the rest of the family. It’s been a while since the last update so let me fill you in. The big H (Helen) has left Japan and did a mini world trip before heading to honk kong where she transferred for her job. As happy as I am for her, I still miss her like crazy and am thinking of visiting over there perhaps for the holidays. So farewell to the big h and in her place we get the train! Leilani (as most of you probably know as the train) is here for a very short stint with nova before heading back to the US where they are keeping her job for her. We have completely different schedules so I actually don’t see her very much despite the fact that we live together. Oh well, I guess it’s not that important. Anyways, the welcome leilani/farewell big H party was held in tsukishima (the land of monja) and we got to go see the big H’s massive hotel room at the park hyatt in roppongi hills. Sidebar: roppongi hills is the infamous place where that kid died cuz he got his head stuck in the revolving door. It’s also where they are showing Charlie and the Chocolate Factory with Smell-O-Vision, which is one of the most exciting things I’ve ever heard of.
This past Saturday, I went to Kyoto cuz it was the anniversary of my uncle’s death, so the whole family gathered for a big party. My “normal wear” was acceptable so said on the phone so I showed up in shorts and a t-shirt. Of course it’s not ok (another family faux pax under my belt) and I have to change. The only problem is, Kyoto is still stinking hot as balls, which means I have to wear my warm weather clothes. Arrrrgh! So for the next five days I basically boil because I only packed warmish clothing. Yes, I checked the weather before I packed. Yes, it called for cooler temperatures. No, it didn’t say anything about it going to rain. Fuck. I actually had to get my dad to drive me to the uniqlo just to pick up a t-shirt. My one other t-shirt I wore got shitted on my bird during a morning walk. Asshole pigeons. Besides the clothes fuck up, it was all pretty good. Got to spend some time with the cousins and the crazy aunt and see the rest of the peeps that I basically only see once a year. My sort of uncle Aotani made ox tail stew one nite and we had hammo (a special Kyoto fish) for dinner the next nite. All in all, I ate pretty damn well in Kyoto. I sit on the shinkansen now eating a granola bar and drinking vending machine tea so I think I made out pretty well in the end.
What’s to come:
I can’t go home this year for Christmas which sucks but I am hoping to go elsewhere like to see the big h in honk kong or maybe see other peeps. I haven’t seen my self-proclaimed goddaughter mew mew (Duang’s kid) yet (duang was still preggers when I went to Thailand last year) so I am thinking of doing that too. We will see. The holidays are also a good time to pick up overtime which pays fairly well so that’s something to consider too. I gots to save up the dinero so I can have a kicking time in Jamaica in January. I am going to Montego Bay to see sabs get hitched so I am pretty damn excited about that. I am also considering a pit stop in California on the way back for a week or so to surprise my folks (so if any of you who read this speak to my parents, don’t mention anything about this – they have no clue). It’ll be nice to get some decent Mexican food in my belly as well as find some clothes that don’t cost me a kidney and actually fit my fat ass. That’ll be fun. It’ll be my late holiday. In June, I will be back in America, this time to the east coast (yes, back to north Carolina) to see my dear friend Katherine get married (jeez why is everyone getting married?!) so I am excited about that too. I guess this means I have to start dieting now!!!!! (I know I keep saying this) so I can look crash hot at the wedding (they’re great opportunities to pick up). I like how I’m all set to go to these weddings though I have yet to get an invitation.
Sidebar: I’m sorry but this fucking kid is SCREAMING his head off on the train and I am ready to lose it!!!!!!!!! God, get it under control for fuck sake! My folks would have kicked my ass if I behaved like that!
Ok, sorry about that. Anyways, on the wedding front, my friend Marino is also getting married later this month so that’s another wedding I gotta go to. That one I actually got invited to. Japanese weddings (well, the one I went to) tend to be really boring so I’m not exactly looking forward to it yet. Combine that with it being a Mormon wedding, which means no booze, no chocolate. Bummer. But rumor has it that it won’t live up to my expectations so that might be good. I’m gonna try to have fun.
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