Tuesday, November 18, 2014

Fall, falling, fallen.

For Halloween we had a kids party at school. I came dressed as zombie broccoli! The kids thought it was hilarious and called me "ure no kota burokori" which means the broccoli that nobody wanted. I had a sign that said 50% off because that's how they display old veggies here. Needless to say, I was terrifying. Some of the kids still call me Broccoli-sensei haha.
Broccoli-sensei attacking Count Micah





We had to change the chant from "I'll show you my underwear" to
 "I'll show you a big green pear" They didn't get
 it at all but Micah and I were dying.


A trip to Tokyo Disneyland! The festivities were outrageous. The costumes were outrageous. The food was outrageous. The crowds were outrageous.
I'm eating a pizza flavored eggroll and Ziz is eating a black
orange and "Halloween" pizza. There is a small child dressed
as Jack Sparrow somewhere in the vicinity who is too cute
for words. 
Tama-chan. たまちゃんはたくさんはなしました。
Priceless. 
When you fall asleep on last train, things escalate quickly. One second I was waving goodbye to my friend and hoppin on the train straight for my city, the next thing I knew I was chillin with Tama the cat wearing unicorn pajamas, the next next thing I knew I was on my way home with a bag full of persimmons and a bucket of bewilderedness.



Another year older. It's cool to think about because since birthdays are such monumental days, I can always remember what I did the previous year. Last year, I recall getting a brand new shiny red wagon, being drunk before 7, eating a lot of carrot cake, and passing out around 10. A year later, I'm in Japan. Crazy. 
This year I ran a 10k for my birthday. It was utterly exhausting since I haven't been exercising.. but I had a great time!
Everyone says it's unnatural to look so happy running lol. 

Family and friends after the marathon. I'm not entirely sure
how I got that birthday hat. And it's definitely a thing here
to reward yourself with a beer after any great feat. 


After the run, I went to a BBQ! Then I passed out on the train home and woke up drooling and confused in Omote-sando or somewhere. The train puts me to sleep and you basically have 3 choices if your riding alone; stare at your phone, stare at the people across from you, or close your eyes. I'm beginning to set phone alarms because missing my stop on the Hanzomon line on 3 separate occasions is just absurd. Not to mention highly inconvenient. 

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