In a bit of perfect timing Friday I bumped into Nozaki sensei’s daughter on the train to work yesterday. She was coming back from the airport, having just returned from a month in China. The perfect timing part was because she had a big suitcase and nobody to help drag it home. Also she didn’t have a key to the house. So, it worked out pretty well.
During the walk to Nozaki sensei’s house we walked among a group of elementary school kids going home, and so I chatted with a couple of curious boys. Since I was dragging the suitcase they thought that it was mine, and kept asking me questions about what might be inside. I didn’t really know what was inside so I was a little evasive in my answers, which just made them more curious. I don’t think Nozaki sensei’s daughter was too thrilled about walking across town to her house with a foreigner getting lots of attention, but that’s the price you pay for otherwise free labor.
Kuniko was out drinking this evening with Hanayama sensei and Ono sensei, so I went over to the local yakitori for some food and drink. A guy I recognized from before came in with a friend and sat down. His friend was a hairdresser – in Japan lots of men aspire to be hairdressers without any kind of gay stigma – and so I chatted with him for a while. Dinner was great as usual, and I ordered a bento for Kuniko’s lunch on Saturday.
Kuniko got back late. I met her at the station around 12:30, and we came back home and went right to bed. Need some downtime this weekend.
