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I tried some strange seafood, like scallops with all of the junk around them (which I later found out that I wasn't supposed to eat, nasty!), and fish cakes. But the most interesting thing about this party was the people. There was this guy named Gonzo who loved telling us about his rock band and kept refilling our already-full beer cups. We sang some Nirvana back and forth, and he loved it when Erich sang "Love in an Elevator." We now own a CD from Gonzo's band, which is wicked.
The children played a game that was sort of like a watermelon pinata. The men dragged Erich up there, and loved him so much that they made him try again. Then I went, but apparently they didn't like me as much because I only went once. Then, after the watermelon was busted, they asked Erich to head-butt it. He karate chopped it instead. Erich was definitely the life of the party, which is funny if you know him. He usually just sits in the corner at parties, but in Japan, they love him!
Many beers later, my supervisor's best friend plopped his 1-year-old daughter on my lap. I noticed that he was getting ripped while his wife was sweetly standing by...and their daughter was the cutest thing ever! I don't think women drink in Japan. I hope they don't think I'm a total nutcase for drinking with the men!
I'm sure much more happened, so I hope Erich elaborates on it in his journal. But I think in our many drunken conversations I may have roped myself and Erich into playing softball tonight...yikes!
Part Deux - Sasebo Excursion coming soon!
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