
i was back in my comfort zone. after yeas of training in the u.s., and a 5 week stint in hokkaido, the shops of hiroshima feel like home...ish. today i woke up before my alarm, as i have everyday, after started reading 'breakfast of champions'. why no one told me of this book before confuses me. much like 'one hundred years of solitude' i feel at peace with this novel. its totally the kind of reading that i've always wanted to do. mind you i've only read the intro and first chapter, but i'm definitely falling for kurt vonnegut jr. if only for his drawing of an ass hole. ( * <--something like that, but more childish). i then took the bus downtown, got some looks from the locals, and successfully got unlost (once downtown) in 5 min. i called home, told the parentals i'm still alive. and then met up with sandi (from illinois). we--the two with cell phones--of course were the only ones there. eventually kate (from chicago), rebecca (from australia) and kate (from portland) met up at gaijin corner. the 5 of us white girls began to stand out quite a bit with our loud talking and clueless wondering. it was very fun. our first stop was lunch. most of us went to the pan-ya (bread shop) in sogo department store and got really fun stuff. i got what i thought to be potato salad, really cheese salad, curry bread, flat bread and a delicious apple sweat potato treat.



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