Japan: Shabu Shabu

Things have been winding down here, and at the same time you can feel the tension sliding around under everyone's skin. No one wants to go home. Fortunately, I am one of the lucky few who gets to stave off returning to the states for a couple more weeks. Because my parents love me. However, I am thoroughly full of classtime and will be pleased to have the next month free. My sensei promised we wouldn't have a final, but she lied so the lot of us are currently cramming lists and speeches into our brains. Today is the last day of class, and my oral final is at 10. Then I'm finished.

Yesterday I went to lunch at the tonkatsu resturaunt and then went shopping with Brian. I must say we are in a country that caters to smaller sized people...with no boobs. I did however find a very cute dress. It's white. In the evening, I went with Jim, Marissa, Robin, Andy, Paul, Saori, Tomoe, Christi, and Kris to Shabu shabu. Think a giant pot of boilind water that you cook meat and vegetables in. It's very fun, but I think I like yakiniku better. Food is fun here.