The next day, we ended up in Arita for Oktoberfest (see bottom 4 pics in this post). It was the most un-German Oktoberfest ever, but it was still cool, and the section of town was just like walking to Germany, with an Austrian-style castle and everything. I was surprised. There a foosball tournament, and some gaijins won.
I was sorely reminded that in Japan, as opposed to America, I am not 10 ninjas. I am always being watched. In America, I was undetectable, and enjoyed anonymity 'cause it complimented my taciturn nature. However, I still have the ability to spook students by walking up behind them without them knowing. Yay, half-vampire powers(big in-joke)!
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I introduced the others to the church of Mr. Knuckles. Me:"Mr. Knuckles is the only one who can call me crazy."
Taresha: "Who's Mr. Knuckles?"
Me: *holds up hand sideways* "I'm Mr. Knuckles!" Then I proceeded to build a whole mythology around him being the prophet of my church cause I'm funny like that.
That got me on a rant about the Japanese not understanding hand-humor; and I showed off my umpire joke, which got Will laughing so hard he cried.
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I got surprised when I saw how much Japanese Will has learned in two months (beer is his teacher). I must stay ahead of the newbs!!
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As I started to fall asleep on someone's couch, they told me that talking to me made them wish they had a room mate. I took it as a complement.
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wow, I never knew they had Little German in Japan, how and why are they there. Now you don't have to go to Germany!
ReplyDeletedude, i can not believe you are NOT 10 ninjas.
ReplyDeleteI think I'll tell people the Umpire Joke Today.
ReplyDeleteSAFE!
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