やっと会えた
tonight was dinner with my host family.
when my parents came to visit while i was doing my study-abroad, they came over to my host family's house for dinner one night. they totally pulled out all the stops. there was a huge bowl of chirashi sushi, endless amounts of everything to eat, and we even sat at a low table in the tatami area for dessert. i somewhat figured i would get the same treatment, coming back after all this time and was looking forward to it.
i got nothing of the sort.
we ate otousan's homemade takoyaki and bits of pan from the bakery okaasan is now working at, along with a random-vegetable salad. miho watched her alotted half hour of television in the middle of dinner. kohta spat out half of what was put in his mouth and knocked my chair around.
it was as if i had just come home from a long day of school at jouchi. like i had never left.
i couldn't have asked for anything else.
okaasan was actually slightly disappointed that i wore white (she always thinks of me in black or red apparently...). the kids loved their omiyage. i am still kohta's personal jungle gym (he really SPEAKS now and has been apparently asking about my where abouts for the past two years). miho was shy again but i could tell she had matured a bit. just a bit, mind you. she had a difficult time speaking directly *at* me and mostly asked otousan questions about me.
now i have come back home with lotsa delicious food/snacks and an adorable cranberry-scented sheep-shaped eye pillow to help me sleep. i might get to see okaasan dance flamenco again too!
btw, i finished up the danger gang/muryo live report, for those who are interested. i'm getting to the goz vii live, i promise.
when my parents came to visit while i was doing my study-abroad, they came over to my host family's house for dinner one night. they totally pulled out all the stops. there was a huge bowl of chirashi sushi, endless amounts of everything to eat, and we even sat at a low table in the tatami area for dessert. i somewhat figured i would get the same treatment, coming back after all this time and was looking forward to it.
i got nothing of the sort.
we ate otousan's homemade takoyaki and bits of pan from the bakery okaasan is now working at, along with a random-vegetable salad. miho watched her alotted half hour of television in the middle of dinner. kohta spat out half of what was put in his mouth and knocked my chair around.
it was as if i had just come home from a long day of school at jouchi. like i had never left.
i couldn't have asked for anything else.
okaasan was actually slightly disappointed that i wore white (she always thinks of me in black or red apparently...). the kids loved their omiyage. i am still kohta's personal jungle gym (he really SPEAKS now and has been apparently asking about my where abouts for the past two years). miho was shy again but i could tell she had matured a bit. just a bit, mind you. she had a difficult time speaking directly *at* me and mostly asked otousan questions about me.
now i have come back home with lotsa delicious food/snacks and an adorable cranberry-scented sheep-shaped eye pillow to help me sleep. i might get to see okaasan dance flamenco again too!
btw, i finished up the danger gang/muryo live report, for those who are interested. i'm getting to the goz vii live, i promise.