Once again, I started uploading pictures with high intentions for this blog post, but in the meantime it got late, all the booze Chieko’s dad fed me all night hit me like a ton of bricks, and sleep is the most powerful motivation at the moment. So here’s the short version.
We arrived without incident in Niigata yesterday afternoon. This morning I was on fertilizer spreading squad for a few hours. It consisted of hoisting two 400-ish pound bags of fertilizer, emptying them into the hopper on the tractor, then waiting for the hopper to run out and doing it all over again.
The day went downhill from there. I came back to the house to watch the Red Sox lose again to the lowly Orioles. I’m officially on the anti-Daisuke Matsuzaka bandwagon; need to take his picture down in my office.
After lunch I figured on going out for a drive to take some pictures. While the sakura peaked a good two weeks ago in Kanazawa, they are just now maxing out here in Niigata. That, coupled with the snow-capped mountains, promised some great photo opportunities. Then I got pulled over by the cops, realized I had forgotten my wallet back at the house, and 45 minutes later Ray’s college fund was a $100 poorer. I won’t get into the details now, but suffice to say I made a mistake, but it was a crock of shit of the variety that while I was standing next to he cop as he filled out my citation, I watched numerous people do the same thing I was in trouble for. I’m pretty sure the officer was trying hard not to notice. On the positive side, it was a great chance for me to practice my Japanese.
I came home to a much happier occasion — BBQ. Here are pictures from the eve. Good night.