- the slang term for school cafeteria staff member in America is "lunch lady"
- at my previous employer we had just one party a year and it was a lunch (I think most schools here have at least 5 staff parties per year, at which heavy drinking is mandatory)
- I prefer Japanese beer to American beer (Asahi v. Budweiser? no contest.)
- In NYC there is a "Hideki Matsui Day" in honor of the Japanese YankeeIn America
- "Kampai!" is "Cheers!" (although this devolved into "chuuu!" over the course of the night, due to pronunciation difficulties)
come on to my house, my house-a-come on:
the entry to my apt
my apt building (which for some reason is called BEAMS21) and my street
the entryway in my apt - shoes off!
my living room
my tiny but efficient kitchen
sliding door into my bedroom
another view of the bedroom
my impressive vanity mirror, and washing machine - the first one i've ever had!
the bath room - also an enclosed shower. the idea is to take a quick shower washing up and then soak in the nice deep tub for a while.
my commute to honjo higashi junior high school (about 7 minutes by bike):
left at the (yellow and gray) "House Rose"
right at "Repose Wing" (you'll have to believe me that's the name of the building)
straight through the rice paddies
and you've arrived on time for the morning staff meeting! which you must attend, even if you do not understand a word, as of course it involves important mandatory bowing and speaking in unison
the staff room at higashi
my desk, with an excellent view
also nearby - Ozaki Elementary School - where I will teach once every two weeks
the Honjo Board of Education office (love the crazy architecture, it even has glass floors inside), where I spent most of my time this August
something I contemplating having for lunch one day, based on cuteness factor alone
back at that park:
the top of the hill in this park reminds me of tall pines at chingachgook...makes me feel at home
sunset over honjo
edel and i went on a long bike ride down these wonderful bike paths that run along the river and through the rice paddies, and seem to go on for miles
honjo's koyoshi river, near where we row
cathy and i chilling out picnic-ing
tasmanian david bought this fireworks bomb for an ichiman...probably dangerous?
the crowd was immense
doug from north dakota
edel and i with our cheesy smiles
owen, me, amelie, and jeff