Hey everyone,
On Friday we went to pick up my mum and dad's alien registration cards. We walked to the the Chiyoda (chee-odor) city offices. After we picked up the cards we caught the train to Harajuku (ha-ra-joo-koo).We got on the train and it took 10 minutes to leave the station because there was a problem with the line. When we were almost near the station that we had to get off at the train stopped suddenly in the tunnel. Then we had to catch another train to Harajuku.. We went to the Diaso (die-so) which is a 100 yen shop to by bento boxes and bento stuff. Bento is a homemade takeout lunch. On Friday night we went to an Italian restaurant for a welcome dinner for us. The welcome dinner was hosted by my dad's host Professor Yoshiro (yo-shi-ro) and Tanaka (ta-na-ka) and some of dad's students. One of his student 'Chilli, Chilli' (he's called that because he has red tips in his hair) made a paper crane with on hand (he made it with his left hand and he's right handed). On Saturday we went to Meiji (may-gee) Shrine. Dad was the person who had the map in his head of where to go and we ended up going the long way, and by long why I mean we kinda got lost. We got there in the end. There was a special festival on that day so there were lots of kids dressed in kimonos (Kim-own-os) and I felt waaaaaaaaaay under dressed. On Saturday night on of dad's friend's took us out to a Chinese restaurant. It was really nice. For the starter we had a platter with chicken, pork and ( the suspense is building) JELLYFISH!!!!! My dad told me and my brother to try the JELLYFISH. I did, and well it was really different. I don't think I'll try it again. It was sort of like a noodle but a bit chewy and rubber bandy (is bandy even a word). On Sunday my mum went out to do some shopping. About 15 minutes after she left there was a small Earthquake. It was really small because nothing even moved out of place. Earthquakes happen all the time here every couple days so there nothing new.
That's all for now,
Chloe.
It was a small earthquake at Gundagai in 1986 which rattled you dad's very small brain and now causes him to get lost when he thinks he knows tdhe way!
ReplyDeleteYour Father was not lost --- just taking a short-cut like his Mother when she goes to Canberra. It sounds like he might need a bit of revision since I taught him because it shouldn't take much longer than the real way if you do it my way.
ReplyDeleteI think "bandy" should be a word, especially when applied to rubbery jellyfish. So I hereby declare "bandy" a word. Did they put some good flavours with the jellyfish? That usually makes it quite delicious even if you don't like the consistency.