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Ech its humid. So today I decided to inquire about the Tanabata festival. Everyone looks at me crazy, 'Tanabata is in July.' 'Uh your guidebook says its its in August in Sendai.' Thats why god made the internet it guess, because after consulting it they suddenly could give me tons of information and stuff. I'm usually pretty wary of dealing with men, especially here, but this guest services guy was helpful and pretty friendly though. He asked if I was of Japanese ancestry, and I'm pretty sure I burst his bubble. My guess is that he had formed this image of a Japanese-American girl returning to Japan to discover her roots or something. So when it turns out I'm a half Filipino mut, whose only family connection to Japan is my Japanese-Hawaiian aunt and the fact that my grandfather had a lovely stay in a POW camp during WWII (but he didn't know that), he looked a bit perplexed and disapointed. Even Mikey says that the Flips are the dregs of Asia. Tak says Japanese men who can't find Japanese wives, marry Filipinos. *Shrug* - never really had any Flip pride anyway, isn't that's why I'm visiting Japan and not the Philippines?
So I have tickets to Sendai tomorrow and Kyoto Tuesday. Today I'm sitting in a park. This time I'm wearing pants, which is terribly uncomfortable no matter how thin they are. Hopefully I won't get any more bug bites, I've got like ten of them already. I guess Asian bugs like my sugary blood as much as American ones do.
I took a walk through Tokyo Tower (how touristy). I haven't watched X since junior year (dag I'm old), but Tak and Chris had gotten me thinking about it again. Chris thinks its too girly (this from a guy who likes Fruits Basket). I remember Bobby and Noble refused to watch it because they thought it was girly as well. I'm such an idiot when it comes to heights. Even watching the little kids jump fearlessly on the 'Look Down' windows, I still step on it like it was thin ice.
Before the tower I had wandered into Zojoji temple. I discovered this after reading a sign by a tree that General/President Grant had planted. I quickly snapped a pic for Pete. There was this little old guy who wanted to take a picture of me. I allowed him to, it was harmless enough, and he wasn't half as scary as the large Black guy at the Burger King near Fort Brag who told me I should be one of his models. Or the car of guys who had pulled up to me and told me to get in. About as much as I understood from him was that he was an illustrator and it was his pen name on the card and he told me to 'be careful,' kinda creepy.
I had intentions of trying to go out to a club that night, but a lot time to kill before it even got dark, so I decided to go to Shibuya to kill time at Mandarake and the arcade they showed me.
I was kinda wondering if I'd run into them one last time before they left for Osaka. I made a stop on the rhythm game floor and before I left I decided to check the Gundam games. I'll admit I was a little disapointed when they weren't there. False hunch I guess. Next I wandered over to Mandarake. It really is a sort of wander because I don't really know where it is, just the general direction. I found it, maybe its my internal nerd GPS, and dizzily stumbled down the strobe lit stairs. I swear I'll fall down one time. Or up, it is entirely possible, and just as likely for me to fall up stairs. Around the corner I see Chris. He's either oblivious ortrying to ignore me, but I'm persistant and follow him to another aisle where Tak is looking at Clamp books.
As a Star Wars nerd, I would say that there is no such thing as conincidences. Does this count as a coincidence? Whether they actually didn't mind my company or were just being polite is beyond me, but they allowed me to tag along with them again. I'm entertained, I wish I didn't go to West Point (gee really), I wish I went to a normal Southern California college, but so goes life. Would I even be here if I didin't go, who would I be? But that's all moot now. It was so long ago, a little over 2 years now, that place still gives me nightmares.
The one thing I wish they wanted to do, or could do, was go bar hopping and clubbing, stuff like that. Its really too bad Bobby couldn't come *glare*. Though I probably would'nt have talked to them if he was here, and that's been one of my favorite things. I prolly should have asked for their email, I won't be seeing them again.