Kyou wa yo kata!

I'm really glad I had a good time today because after Saturday (when I have 6 kids classes) I was f***ing fed up!! The morning I went back to Yamakita with Tetsuo to pick up the pottery I made at Yasu's studio a few weeks. I love going there! Tetsuo's birthday is a few days before mine in March so we are planning on having barbecue on Yasu's land under the cherry blossom trees! I can't wait! Song gi will come too and we can all make pottery together. I also went to Yashi Park today (a park on the ocean) and collected rocks and shells. I must do that more often, it was really relaxing.

Tonight I went to an eizakaya (Japanese traditional restaurant) with one of my beginner classes: Mayumi, Junko (my shodo sensei), Satomi and Takesha. It was really fun but I always get a stomach ache at those things, it's just too much food. 1.fried chicken skin salad, 2.chicken/radish salad, 3.sashimi, 4.maki and more sashimi, 5.nabe (huge Japanese soup), 6.nabe with rice, 7.dessert, also all you can drink. No wonder it's $40 a person...

I've been thinking a lot about how extremely generous and honest people are here. I guess they can afford to be because there aren't nearly as many threats as back home. I love it, I love giving gifts and being polite to people and having that reciprocated. It just makes life easier and more pleasant. That's why Japanese people always get there wallets, handbags etc. stolen whenever they go to other countries. They are naive and expect other people to be decent human beings.

I was amazed and super lucky when I left my purse on a Kyoto subway last weekend and got it back with nothing stolen. I was going to Kyoto Station with Song gi (to return to Kochi) and I was carrying many bags and talking to SG. Why we got off the train and the doors closed, oh shit, I forgot my purse! Stupid as usual but we told the ticket booth guys and called the guys on the train who retrieved it and held it for me at the next station. So wonderful! That would never happen anywhere else. I've turned my back for two seconds in Paris or Montreal and my wallet or camera was gone.
mata ne...