
Back at school, had my first painting class. watashi wa shinkeishitsu. Small group, and I had met my sensei before, but language is a huge barrier on both sides. After setting up an area for me in the studio, we looked at some student work, then, as I didnt have any work of my own, I was sent outside to do some drawing. Spent two hours or so on a small little pencil drawing of some sakura leaves, which gave sensei something to look at. His english is better than my japanese, which isnt saying much, but I gained greater insight into what I will be doing this semester. He also lent me some books and prints to study. While I was outside I was kept company by a group of roosters which apparently live on campus.


After class and stopping home, went out for some food. Walked down the street to a ramen place I had yet to see open. The traditional noren curtains were out, meaning come on in, so I did. Sat down at the bar and ordered the specialty noodles, or so I thought. I thought he was asking what kind of meat on top, to which I replied chicken, but I guess he took that to mean I wanted chicken. So instead of noodles, I got a full spread with rice, soup, some lettuce, fried chicken and a cube of tofu. It was still good.

Stopped in the nearby liquor store on the way home, hadn't been there yet and wanted to look. What did I see? 4L plastic jugs of whiskey of course!

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