Post-Bôzu

Something very unusual happened last night - or should I say this morning. I came home around 5am after a night out. Now, I know everyone will be just rolling their eyes and thinking that I really REALLY don't have a life since this doesn't happen more often, but who cares. The point is that I did do it yesterday and it was one of the best nights out I've ever had.

It all started with two bottles of sake, one small and one a bit bigger, Toyama Kôen and a thunderstorm. Never seen such lightnings in nature... I had promised to take a friend out for her birthday (which will be in August, but who cares?) and show her the Bôzu Bar, given of course that I'd be able to find it. Before going there, though, we had decided to get rid of 2 bottles of sake gotten as presents - sake is the ideal conversational drink and one just can't drink it alone, even less drink a bottle of it. So, to Toyama we go, and were kept happy with our bottles until 10.30pm while watching lightnings, bats and cute dogs. There were some annoying students and their singing practise included, but we didn't let it bother us too much - just spoke louder. *g* After having gotten rid of the sake (Otsukaresama!) the real adventure of finding Arakichô could begin...

And finding it was actually more easy than I would have thought. And finding the bar too. I must have been a scout or something in my previous life... *g* More sake ensued, with 2 bottles given as presents (now we must do the whole Toyama episode again - not that I complain), and the conversations got really interesting even with our level of japanese.

I just have this feeling of things like my return date picking up speed and getting nearer and nearer, and the nearer they come, the more things I have the possibility to do. For example, only last month I really started to do all kinds of things with the people from the zazenkai - like the tea ceremony for example. Now that I only have only 3 weeks left I get to know people who, on top of being great as company could be of so much use to in my research. *sigh* Why didn't I meet these people half a year ago?

And, for some strange reason Fugu-sensei had forgotten to mention that the all-too-adorable bôzu of the Bôzu has been to Komazawa. Why, oh why are my sensei such prime examples of the head-in-the-clouds scholar? Now, would I have known this beforehand... But there is nothing nicer than trying to isshôkenmei explain your weird interests in japanese to a good-looking guy, who not only listens to you and understands what you're trying to say (or fakes understanding so convincingly that I don't actually care whether it was real or not *g*), but also takes part in what's usually a monologue from your part making it to a conversation, and even agreeing with you. Oh, I could bask in that feeling for... *g* Ok, I promise I'll behave now.

Well, we got some new phone numbers, mixi IDs, set up a date for a visit to a Jôdoshin temple and some promises of introductions... A night's job well done. And let's not forget the sake we have to drown sooner or later. *g*