My feet are big.

27 Oct 2010 Leave a Comment

In Japan, the feet are small. I’ve noticed that everytime I get slippers or any kind of foot covering, they are small. I guess that’s all there is to say about that.

Fast food? After talking with Alison today, it occured to me that there doesn’t really seem to be very many fast food options here. There are McDonalds’s..’s. and there are KFC shops, and then… I guess the 7-11 is the next closest thing. But unlinke the US, the 7-11 here seems to offer much better quality food. They serve Bento boxes with various items, mostly fishes and rice, some tofu, veggies, and a few unidentifiable items. Our 7-11, hotdogs and donuts. But there is the slurpee, and that makes up for any shortcomings.

I still feel like a super-heel when we are flag trading, because my rotary club ordered flags, and they did not arrive in time for the trip. So I’m just a flag leech. I usually just stand near Jillian, and she says her flag is from us Eurekans, so I guess it works out. But bleh. Windy has her very nice wine stoppers for mayors, and Bri has her personally made photo cards. I have only gratitude. I should have taken mayors into account before we left.

Time to go do stuff. You kids behave.