Today I turned on the faucet onto Full Crazy and didn't look back all day, as manifested by the fact that I was up, washed, fed and around town getting stuff done by 9 o'clock and, impossibly, it was my idea.
The relatives and I went to the peace memorial museum today, which was actually my first time. The place is fine enough, but I think I'm glad that I will have no need to go more than once - it's just one of those things.
Outside of that, we took a boat tour of the river that just happens to pass right by everything that I do in Hiroshima, from my church to my dorm to downtown. Still, the best part was making my grandmother and adult cousin go and get purikura with me. For those of you who don't remember, purikura are the sticker-photos that you take at instant photo booths, but unlike in America where they are unimpressive little stands, even photo shacks if you will, here they are massive contraptions that swarm over entire floors of arcades like so many giant pink and flowery spiders spinning great and terrible webs of sparkly temptation, waiting for droves of juicy junior and senior high school girls to come in search of something, anything that will fill the gaping hole in their lives where thumb-sized stickers of them and ten of their closest friends should be.
Grammy and Michael got their food adventure off on a familiar foot this afternoon with a square meal of McDonald's, but I intend that to be the last bit of American comfort food to pass their lips while they are in Japan, other than the (two) things of peanut butter they brought for their own use, which is sort of beyond my control. Toward this goal, we went to okonomiyaki this evening, and Michael boldly and unprotestingly did his best on it, although I have no doubt that a certain jar of peanut butter will be seriously mistaken if it believes it will makes it through the night inviolate. Anyway, if I have anything to do with it, tomorrow will find them eating pickled plums and sushi until they can have no more, which may or may not be upon sight.
- Gyaa! I'm give up
Naka-ku, Hiroshima
730-0803
JAPAN