On Friday I finally had the chance to meet up with a group from my college that had been in town since the beginning of the month. I had been asked to give a small presentation, which I was a little nervous about, but it was fine in the end. For my presentation I decided to wear kimono, but since it was raining I had to wear it with my boots instead of more traditional footwear, which is an interesting look that is slowly becoming a trademark of mine. I topped off the ensemble with my host mother’s bamboo and silk umbrella, which was beautiful and very useful, though made me feel doubly out of place on the return home. I had never been out late enough that I worried about catching the last bus before, but this time I missed the 201 bus that I wanted to take home, and so wound up taking a 203 instead, which actually only went about four stops before it reached the bus depot where it was staying for the night. Because it was not a bus that I was used to taking, I didn’t really know where I was or how to get home, so (in a step that made sense at the time) I went to the convenience store for a coke and some bread. The people behind the counter looked at me like I was an alien. In a kimono. Everything turned out okay, as after a quick call to my host mother I learned that I was within cheap cab distance of home.
-Outfits that seem cute and well thought out in the early evening feel ridiculous at midnight in a little-known and almost deserted part of town.
-Have I mentioned that cab doors open for you automatically here? It’s pretty cool.
-I have got to get myself one of those umbrellas, they are really beautiful, though admittedly not very portable.
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