I love Japan in the summer

So a lot has happened since the last time I wrote anything. My parents and brother came to Japan, and we travelled all over Japan (so it seemed). School finished, vacation started. A group of alts left and a group of new ones arrived. I got new glasses ( thanks little brother!! no really, thanks. your breaking of my old glasses was the pivotal turning point in me getting new ones - and I really like my new ones. they're a dark ruby red, and i'm finally living out my kelli martin 'life goes on' fantasy of having red-framed glasses)

So I just finished dipping pirate maps in a mixture of coffee and tea, and then scrunching them up and burning them to make them look old and totally awsome (with some friends - we're preparing for the annual English Workshop up at Mt. Norikura, and this year we're going with a pirate theme). The burning was a lot of fun, but rather smokey. We heard fire-trucks at one point and got a bit concerned that a neighbour had called the fire department, but all was well. Here's a picture:



And yesterday I was at a local curry restaurant, when one of my Kyoto Senseis (Vice Principals) sat beside me. It turned out he'd spent the day fishing, and the proceeded to go out to his car and return with 4 frozen fish. Whole and absolutely ungutted. Which he then gave to me, in the middle of the curry restaurant. They sat beside me, defrosting, for the rest of the evening. I'm going to figure out how to cook them, just to spite him.

So, in an attempt to make this post relate to the title, I love summer in Japan. It's all sun and blue skies and cicada's buzzing in the trees. Cool, bright mornings and Miyazaki evenings. Have a lot to talk about, but as I'm about to meet friends for dinner and Karaoke, I'll leave you with this picture of my brother fixing my fridge. Thanks for thank D. ! No leaks since ;-)