What a crazy week it’s been, and it’s not even over yet!
The first full week of school seemed to go by like lightning. I think it’s because I have the day off every Wednesday, which is really nice because it cuts my week in half. Like cake (but more on that later.)
For the last couple Wednesdays in a row, I’ve been spending the day with Lulu from Cherry Blossom Adventures. I first talked to her during the summer, when I was looking for a little inspiration from other Japan blogs. Then we found out, entirely by coincidence, that we are both living in Funabashi! On the same street, in buildings a few blocks apart, no less. Amazing how things like that happen. She and her husband are expecting their first baby, a boy, in December. I’m expecting she’ll be busy with her newborn in the coming months, but spending time together has been nice nonetheless. I’m glad I could meet a nearby English-speaking gal around the same age as me, and who shares a similar life experience.
And then there was the typhoon. That was pretty exciting, because even though Chiba and the rest of the Tokyo Metropolitan area wasn’t hit directly, there was definitely a whole lot of rain all through Wednesday night, and then crazy wind Thursday morning. It was enough to shut down all the main train lines into Tokyo, including mine, which is the Chuo-Sobu Sen. As a result, Sophia canceled all our classes for the day. I was able to read that news on their website as I was doing my morning routine at home, and judging by what a mess it was for early commuters, I ought to be thanking my lucky stars that I don’t have a first period class (which would be at 9:15am), otherwise I am quite certain I would’ve been one of the stranded, as the trains shut down around 8:30am.
So, with no school and being safe and dry in my home, I celebrated by going back to bed and sleeping through the rest of the storm. Indeed, once I woke up (at 3pm, ahahahahaha!!!), the sun was shining. Actually, being able to play hooky from school couldn’t have happened on a better day, because Thursday was none other than Tatsuya’s 24th birthday!!! By the time we finished our nap, the trains were running again, so we went to Tsudanuma, which is one station over to the east, in Narashino city. We did a little window shopping, ate takoyaki, and bought groceries for Tatsuya’s homemade birthday dinner (which was what it always is… steak!!) , and of course birthday cake.
Now, I know this is talked about time and again, but things in America really are way too huge for our own good. And the following is why I think most Japanese people are in such good shape. When Tatsuya and I lived in Seattle, we could buy a giant, grocery store cake meant for 8 people for around $10 at the most. We would buy one of those cakes during a celebration, or any random time when we just felt like eating an entire DELICIOUS CAEK!!1 I mean, it was so gosh darn cheap! And it’s cake! However, in Japan, if we want to buy a tiny whole cake that’s probably about a third of the size of the American one, we would have to agree to give up our first-born child. These cakes are at least 2,500-3,000 yen!! And with exchange rates the way they are these days, as much as I love Tatsuya, I wasn’t exactly prepared to buy a tiny cake worth around $34 that still wouldn’t have fit in our refrigerator anyway. So instead, I opted for us to buy a SLICE of birthday cake for 300 yen each… although I let Tatsuya get two, because he was the birthday boy, after all. In the end, I think that ended up being for the best… it’s the same price we would have paid in America, and even though we were getting less for our money, less cake means waaaaaaayyyy fewer calories. And as Tatsuya wisely said the other day (while pondering the fact that he’ll be 24 years old), once he hit 22, food stopped metabolizing like it used to, and he gained 15 pounds while in America (although I’m sure us eating a giant freaking $10 cake whenever we felt like it had something to do with it as well.) We’re only in our twenties, but good habits should start early!
Anyway, I really have to go to bed now. Tomorrow we are waking up super early in the morning to catch a shinkansen train to Shizuoka, because we are invited to attend the wedding of one of Tatsuya’s very best friends! (And you know what that means, more cake! Haaaaaa.) I’m really excited, this is the first time I’ll get to see a Japanese wedding, I’m sure it’ll be a learning experience. I hope I won’t forget the camera!



























