Drizzling

Well, I thought I was going to get Andrew out here for spring break, but his time here would overlap with workdays for me, and he can stay longer if he comes in the summer, so summer it is. It'll be hot, but that's what beer and surprise buckets of ice water coming out of nowhere are for.

It's become the weirdest part of the working year. The tenth graders I teach have left for Australia, and the twelfth graders completely done with classes. The rest of the girls have, in their minds, already finished the year, so the fact that there are still several weeks of classes is just incredibly unfair.

Not a lot going on at the moment. I love karaoke, and believe that if the leaders of the world would team up for a rendition of 'Wichita Lineman' we'd all be a lot safer. But that won't happen, and I blame the Sikhs.

We went to Iwakuni today, with an old friend of Keiko's, and to the restaurant Sanzoku. I think you've all been, even mom and dad, so I won't spend a lot of time yammering about it. It was drizzling a bit when we got to Sanzoku, so we sat inside to eat. I'll put up some pictures from today. Anyone wanting me to add photos of the mysterious white snakes of the Nishiki River Valley, just ask.