Yesterday I had dinner at one of my JTEs’ (Japanese Teacher of English) house. Unfortunately, he lives an hour away from Hagi and my place, so I had to stay the night there. His daughter is my age, and she had a friend staying as well, so the three of us ended up hanging out, talking and watching movies.
Dinner was a typical Japanese meal: sukiyaki. It’s kind of like an indoor barbecue with beef, lots of mushrooms, salad (with raw salmon) and some other stuff. You dip the meat into raw egg and then eat it. It was good. I was a little dubious at first, but I figured when in Rome. It was a good meal, and then the alcohol started to flow. At one point, I had 6 cups and glasses around me, and only one of them was non-alcoholic. I had wine, beer, Japanese sake, a melon spirit, and Mongolian alcohol.
The Mongolian stuff tasted like meths. I had a tiny sip and it burned right down my throat. I couldn’t speak! I have new-found respect for Mongolians – if they can drink that stuff they have to be tough.
I slept on a futon in a tatami room (very traditional) and had a great night’s sleep. Mind you, the alcohol may have played a part in that.
This morning, I had a usual Japanese breakfast: fried egg, green stuff (still don’t know what it was), rice, miso soup and green tea.
Good times.
By the way, the hot teacher from yesterday’s school is at today’s school :)
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