Wednesday I went to Nagoya and had a great time! I met a friend for lunch in Sakae, then I went up to Nanzan to visit the swimming team. It made me incredibly nostalgic to be back at Nanzan. Actually to be back in Nagoya period. I kept remembering fun things that I had forgotten, like the time we all met in Irinaka train station on our way to a Halloween party. A huge group of people standing around in costumes in a country that doesn't traditionally dress up for Halloween. I started to miss alot of the people that I was friends with last year and have lost touch with since. It was great seeing the people from the swimming team again though. They gave me the team book from last year (like a yearbook) and it has pictures of me, a comment that I made (in Japanese no less) and comments by other about me. I was so excited so see everyone and to know that they hadn't forgotten me.
Thursday I went to Heiwagaoka park and zoo with my host mother and father. I think it was the first time I ever really did any sightseeing with my host father, but he took off work for a few hours to go with us. It was a lot of fun, and the leaves were so beautiful. Thursday night they took me to my favorite Chinese restaurant where I got to eat Shark's Fin soup and Jellyfish (both delicious dishes).
Friday I went to Yokaichi to visit my Kanazawa host family's daughter. She had a baby last year who I had not met yet. I also had not met her husband. Her husband's family's company builds houses, and when they told me this I was expecting regular houses-- Japanese style of course. But no! They build the most beautiful American style houses! The model house they showed me is red brick, easily 4000 square feet. It has high ceilings, lots of open space, and American style kitchen, American bathrooms, a doggy room (a whole room just for the dog). The architect has a dog named Rambo (who I met- yellow lab who is much better behaved than Sierra). The basement has cafe style tables and chairs for a party AND a movie room with a large screen TV. I loved the house (which was decorated for Christmas with American style decorations) and was ready to move in. They didn't think that would work though, but they gave me a poster. It really made me a little homesick seeing all of the things that are so typically American that I had forgotten.
Last night John called me to ask if I had a band-aid because he had cut his finger. I brought up the first aid kit and was shocked to see how much he was bleeding. I lended my expertise (ha ha ha) for about 10 minutes and when it didn't stop bleeding I told him to put ice on it and went back to my apartment. Turns out he cut a minor artery and had to go to the hospital when they stictched up the artery. Ewwww. Some medic I make. I slapped frozen peas on it and ran away. The funniest part though is that it was his middle finger, but they only bandaged the one finger, so it looks like he is flipping everyone off. I thought things like that only happened in movies, but, no, they happen in Fukui too.
Thursday I went to Heiwagaoka park and zoo with my host mother and father. I think it was the first time I ever really did any sightseeing with my host father, but he took off work for a few hours to go with us. It was a lot of fun, and the leaves were so beautiful. Thursday night they took me to my favorite Chinese restaurant where I got to eat Shark's Fin soup and Jellyfish (both delicious dishes).
Friday I went to Yokaichi to visit my Kanazawa host family's daughter. She had a baby last year who I had not met yet. I also had not met her husband. Her husband's family's company builds houses, and when they told me this I was expecting regular houses-- Japanese style of course. But no! They build the most beautiful American style houses! The model house they showed me is red brick, easily 4000 square feet. It has high ceilings, lots of open space, and American style kitchen, American bathrooms, a doggy room (a whole room just for the dog). The architect has a dog named Rambo (who I met- yellow lab who is much better behaved than Sierra). The basement has cafe style tables and chairs for a party AND a movie room with a large screen TV. I loved the house (which was decorated for Christmas with American style decorations) and was ready to move in. They didn't think that would work though, but they gave me a poster. It really made me a little homesick seeing all of the things that are so typically American that I had forgotten.
Last night John called me to ask if I had a band-aid because he had cut his finger. I brought up the first aid kit and was shocked to see how much he was bleeding. I lended my expertise (ha ha ha) for about 10 minutes and when it didn't stop bleeding I told him to put ice on it and went back to my apartment. Turns out he cut a minor artery and had to go to the hospital when they stictched up the artery. Ewwww. Some medic I make. I slapped frozen peas on it and ran away. The funniest part though is that it was his middle finger, but they only bandaged the one finger, so it looks like he is flipping everyone off. I thought things like that only happened in movies, but, no, they happen in Fukui too.
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