Alright, my second post, but finally some interesting stuff.

This weekend is Toukasan, a big festival in Hiroshima, where girls dress up in yukata, similar to a kimono, and guys wear jimbei. Anyway, a fellow classmate and I decided to go before everyone else, since we were not going to wear jimbei of yukata, like all the other students. The first thing we did when we got there was go to the Sega arcade; not very cultural or related to Toukasan, but still very fun indeed. After that, we starting walking towards the actual festival, we reached a small part of it where a lot of food stands were. We decided to eat later and to see a shrine that we needed to see for our religion class. So we spent like an hour and a half looking for the shrine, which we didn’t find, because we kept walking past it. When we finally did find it, it was so crowded that we could only stand there for about 30 seconds. Looking for the shrine was pretty tiring, so we decided to go to some more arcades; one of them actually had Half life 2 survivor. After some walking, we went into a 7 11, we took a look around and stared looking at the magazine section. I was looking at a manga about samurai, when “friend” comes up to me with open nudie mag saying “Charles look”. So I look to see him standing there with the magazine open to some girl with her top half hanging out, and there was a guy right next to him, strange. After 7 11, just went back home on the over crowded fear train. This was by far the scariest train ride I have been on since getting here. First, when the train was loading, a lady tripped on my foot, we both said excuse me, no big deal. A few minutes later “friend” tells me that the guy across from us is probably reading a dirty manga, so I look up to see what he is talking about, and the girl next to him now thinks I was staring at her, so I quickly look down, and when I look back up, she is still staring at me. So I decide to look to the right, were there is this girl who notices me and tells her friend “hey look a foreigner”. So now there’s three people staring at me, so then I just look down. After a while I figure its safe to look back up, and when I do, the guy standing in front of me, is looking down at me, so I just looked at the ground for the rest of the train ride. The long scary train ride.