The Ten and the Only

I am alive, yes, I am alive.

The flight from Toronto to Fukuoka was a long one. Including the stops it was a 26 hour journey. A little longer than it's supposed to be, but it saved me a few hundred dollars so I think it's worth it.

On the longer part of the flight I was sandwiched between an 88 year old Vietnamese/Canadian lady who was travelling with her entire family to Vietnam and some other lady. The Viet-Canadian spoke neither English or Japanese, so the entire flight I had to squeeze out every bit of French I could remember high school. To my surprise, it was quite a bit. It also helped that she would just rattle on for minutes, never giving me a chance to think twice about what she was saying.

So the beginning of my trip to Japan was spent speaking and listening to French. For 20 hours.

Once I arrived in Fukuoka, I first stopped in the toilet and vomitted 4 times, then I went and got my baggage and I was greeted by Fumi and her mother, after which I was escorted to their house where I said hello to Shogo and Yoichi(Fumi papa) and promptly fell asleep.

These past 3 days have been sitting around the house, meeting Fumi's family members again, and one time going to the mall. So I'm going to post some pictures with captions, and hopefully they'll entertain you (whoever you are).

Sadly, this is the first photo I took. It's just some riced-out car parked near Fumi's house. The guy removes his steering wheel so no one steals it.

This is the view outside Fumi's house. I'll have a "tour" of it (because it's rather nice) later.

This is me cooking spaghetti with meatballs on the second day of my wonderful vacation.

Fumi is playing doctor here. Her friend Hori took a brutal fall to the pavement when we were out walking.

Here they are relaxing and recuperating.

This is Hazuki. She has (by Japanese standards) a "wild and crazy haircut", so she has to wear a wig in public so as not to shock people, and to function at her workplace.This is me wearing that wig. SEXY.Fumipapa wearing the wig and looking rather cute.Fumimama trying on the wig and looking... sort of like a transvestite.Fumi wearing the wig. No comment for fear of reprisal.Here is the drive to the mall. Very mountainous, wet and dangerous. Japanese people seem to have a tendency of not caring about seatbelts when they sit in the back of the car. I don't get that. I guess they didn't have as militant education about seatbelts as we did in Canada.

So today I'm off for an adventure on my own! I'll keep you all updated as I'm sure you're waiting with bated breath!