This past Sunday was the last day of my schools festival, so I was looking forward to a fun, but very long day. The students participated in various relay events, did their sweet cheering, put on some plays…all was well. The real fun did not rear it’s head until one of the teachers invited me to go to the staff party afterwards, in very broken english.
At about 6:30, after 11 hours of working, the VP conveyed to me that I should go home and rest for a little bit; the teachers had a meeting I didn’t need to be at. Kobayashi sensei, who wasn’t eating hot dogs, drew me a map of a place and said I should be there at 7:30.
No one made it clear to me if I should eat or not before heading over, so to play it safe I had some ramen at home. On my way over to the restaurant, I took out about $40 dollars in cash, more than enough because if I drank $40 dollars worth I’d have a problem. Continue reading

