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Last week I signed up for the Walk with the Japanese programme at JLSM with Yoon-san and Ee Hwa-san. Each of us were supposed to chaperone and guide a group of high school students on holiday here. This year's rombongan was from Tomogaoka High School in Kobe.
My group was made up of four girls: Shirasaka-san, Ochi-san, Kawamoto-san and Yoshida-san; and two boys: Sakata-san and Ueda-san. We had a buffet lunch together at Nikko Hotel, and then walked over to KLCC. There, they changed ¥1000 each (about RM35), and the girls went off on their own. I wonder what on earth they could've bought for RM35.
 
The boys then asked me to bring them to the supermarket to get some omiyage (oleh-oleh), so we went up to Isetan. They were surprised to see that most of the stuff there was Japanese. We also checked out Kinokuniya (both the Japanese and English outlets), and stepped into the park until it got unbearably hot a few minutes later.
In the midst of all this, Ueda-san managed to impart some Japanese slang. A combover is called バーコード (barcode), because that's what the strands on an oyaji's chrome dome look like. And DDR is abbreviated down to ダンレボ.
Before we knew it, our time was up and we walked back to Nikko. Everyone was busy taking last minute group photos before the students were huddled into their buses for their final journey to the airport. Both Yoon-san and I came to the conclusion that five hours was definitely not enough to forge any kind of lasting friendship, mainly because people need more time to open up. Or at least, that's how it is with me.
That night we had rabbit for the first time at and 's place. It was... interesting.
nestum's tunes: hirai ken - omoi ga kasanaru sono mae ni...
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Uncle Dollah's guests cooked the rabbit. Some French chefs or something. And one of the people from Carretas I think.
It was okay. Tasted like chicken. Thought the prune sauce was a bit overpowering. But that may have been a blessing in disguise, 'cause my Mom said that rabbit is gamey. At least it wasn't as bad as kangaroo. Ugh!
No, you never told me that before. Freaky. You only told me about the duck's ass-juice.
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