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Yesterday, a dream held by countless women around the world, was fufilled. I met: Mr. Delicious.
No seriously, his last name is oishii which means delicious in Japanese. How awesome is that? And what's better is he was wearing a shirt with a badge stiched on that read "try deliciousness* (in english) and seemed completely unaware of it.
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~contented sigh~ Ah, the glories of Japan. The other amusing thing I came across awhile ago happened during lunch-time. I went to the convenient store (con-bini for short) and got a sandwich. Upon my return to my lunch table I discovered the sandwich package was advertising it as "Home Made Sand". Other happy intances of engrish have sprinkled themselves through my stay here so far. I'm seriously thinking of starting a gallery on here dedicated soley to Engrish and Nihonglish. What do you think?
For those of you wondering, I'm still sick but am looking forward to the 3-day weekend to get some R&R. Tomorrow shouldn't be bad at all. I just have one class (if you'd call it that): Bunka or culture class. This week we're learning about tea ceremony, or chado. Supposedly, the Chubu tea house, or chashitsu, is very beautiful. I kinda wish I could take pictures for you all, but I don't think that idea would sit too well with the university. The last thing I need is some adorable old Japanese lady whiping out a katana, screaming "There can be only one!" and cutting my camera in two. --disclaimer: I make this generalization in jest
I got a letter from my Grandma today. She put an envelope inside the envelope, so now all I need is some stamps. Hm... postal procrastination is not good on my part. I promise, I will get my postcards and letters out soon! I just have to figure out where I can get some stamps (...and what side of the postcard I can write on). Until next time!