Sumo, Sake, Cirrhosis

Well as expected, this weekend was a good one. Nothing like watching two fat guys wearing thongs wrestle each other whilst drinking hot sake. I have to say that Sumo is rather surprisingly an entertaining and highly watchable sport and it was definitely worth seeing. Lots of history and tradition (apparently it’s one of the oldest sports in the world?) and so very Japanese (thankfully the people I was with seemed to know a lot more about it than I did and took the time to edumacate me).

A lot of people came out for it too and we were all walking around with our sake and sharing the love as much as we could. Of course, the result was that by 6pm most of us were completely gone. I managed to keep it together though by having a big meal right after and so by the time 8:30 rolled around I was ready to keep the party alive. I also partly have my new jacket to thank – there is just something about a fur-lined, part-pimp-part-classic heiress coat that gives me a natural high. Worth every penny. Most of the night after that I don’t really remember but I gather it was a good time with the bulk of my money spent on clubhopping. I was paying for it yesterday though – I don’t remember the last time I had been that sick. It’s definitely a good thing I am leaving this country next year because I don’t think my liver can take much more of this (and that’s ME saying this so you know there must be a problem).

This coming weekend I am going to go help Kara in Shimabara for a charity event that she and another JET are organizing. I will be in bed early on the Saturday night though because I have my Jodo test on Sunday morning so all in all it should be a detox weekend. This week I am looking forward to a lot of healthy eating and hardcore training (both because of the Jodo test as well as my desire to look hot in a bikini for Thailand). I am also excited coz Thursday is Japan’s Labour Thanksgiving Day so I have the day off (why they don’t just move it to a Friday and give us a long weekend I will never know….but meh). I think I’ll finally go visit Huis Ten Bosch – a Dutch theme park about an hour away.

Ok, so was that a boring post? I can’t really tell as I have maybe one brain cell working on this fine Monday morning, so y`all will have to forgive me.