nippon picture post, final edition
yes, kids, it's a lovely day out. i still have a shitload of homework left to do (although i have gotten most of my immediate stuff done--yessss!). but it's all good at the moment. these are the last pictures from my trip to japan this summer. i didn't actually take any of these. these are highlights from other people's pictures from the trip, although there are still people who haven't sent theirs out yet, so maybe this is not the last we'll see of the best five weeks of my life. at least i hope it's not.
that would be me gettin' all ghetto up on parry at the korean barbeque in tenri. ONE OF THE BEST MEALS I'VE EVER HAD IN MY LIFE. on the real.
shaun-san discovers the fake boobs in the "american" store in the japanese version of wal-mart, jusco.
foster-sensei belts out some john denver with the right hand man of the head minister of the ashitsu tsumesho, who was, by the way, an amazing karaoke singer.
everyone who did the yamanobe hike (that's me in the front row, far left, pink shirt).
i like how there are like three people smiling in this pic and i'm actually one of them. everyone else looks real pissed for some reason. oh well, it's a good picture of me, so fuck 'em. this was my tea ceremony/ikebana group (i'm in the second row, third from the left).
john took this amazing shot, and i don't really know where it is. maybe on the yamanobe? i don't really know, but it's gorgeous.
hatakeyama in a samurai sedan in the edo-tokyo museum. she is the cutest woman alive. i really hope i'm as active and energetic as she is when i'm her age.
i never actually entered a pachinko parlor while in japan, unless it was a floor full of them in an arcade. seriously, i do not gamble y'all. it would have been all bad for leigh-chan. this pic is courtesy of parry.
this is such an adorable picture of parry and john, the two tallest gangliest gaijin you ever did see. see that lovely cold beer parry's about to partake in? yeah it was probably the equivalent of $5. booze in a restaurant is expensive there.
OKASHI. (at least i think that means candy...i've already forgotten so much vocab. *sigh* shame on me.)
lord only knows where john found this creeptastic clown.
another perspective on parry's path to enlightenment.
yet another gambling game, this one with an elaborate alien theme. the gambling floors of all the arcades were always packed. you can smoke in arcades there too. it's fucking great.
alex-san, me, and besh-san looking rough and so ready to get off the plane on our way back. (note the lineup behind us...hahahaha) side note: why do i always get bitch?
and that's it, pigeons. maybe i should do my homework. at least it's only easy creative stuff left to do. score.
that would be me gettin' all ghetto up on parry at the korean barbeque in tenri. ONE OF THE BEST MEALS I'VE EVER HAD IN MY LIFE. on the real.
shaun-san discovers the fake boobs in the "american" store in the japanese version of wal-mart, jusco.
foster-sensei belts out some john denver with the right hand man of the head minister of the ashitsu tsumesho, who was, by the way, an amazing karaoke singer.
everyone who did the yamanobe hike (that's me in the front row, far left, pink shirt).
i like how there are like three people smiling in this pic and i'm actually one of them. everyone else looks real pissed for some reason. oh well, it's a good picture of me, so fuck 'em. this was my tea ceremony/ikebana group (i'm in the second row, third from the left).
john took this amazing shot, and i don't really know where it is. maybe on the yamanobe? i don't really know, but it's gorgeous.
hatakeyama in a samurai sedan in the edo-tokyo museum. she is the cutest woman alive. i really hope i'm as active and energetic as she is when i'm her age.
i never actually entered a pachinko parlor while in japan, unless it was a floor full of them in an arcade. seriously, i do not gamble y'all. it would have been all bad for leigh-chan. this pic is courtesy of parry.
this is such an adorable picture of parry and john, the two tallest gangliest gaijin you ever did see. see that lovely cold beer parry's about to partake in? yeah it was probably the equivalent of $5. booze in a restaurant is expensive there.
OKASHI. (at least i think that means candy...i've already forgotten so much vocab. *sigh* shame on me.)
lord only knows where john found this creeptastic clown.
another perspective on parry's path to enlightenment.
yet another gambling game, this one with an elaborate alien theme. the gambling floors of all the arcades were always packed. you can smoke in arcades there too. it's fucking great.
alex-san, me, and besh-san looking rough and so ready to get off the plane on our way back. (note the lineup behind us...hahahaha) side note: why do i always get bitch?
and that's it, pigeons. maybe i should do my homework. at least it's only easy creative stuff left to do. score.