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Boating and bicycling through Japan

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Today we woke up to have a good breakfast at a random coffee bar in the fancy district of Karashiki. The person there served us really good fresh-squeezed orange juice. Then we had eggs followed by toast, bacon and tea.

We walked along the canal when we saw a bunch of guys with rice hats next to boats. They were offering rides. We did it and got to wear rice hats like them. It turns out those hats were REALLY uncomfortable. But I wore it anyway because they looked cool. Our boat driver talked to us about baseball. It was really cool.

We wandered around for a while before getting on a train to go biking. We rented some old rickety bikes from the little old lady who worked at the shop. She told us to follow the little bike signs and we will be fine (yeah right!). The last time I rode a bike was like…uh… two years ago. So I bet you can guess how THAT started. Of course we had no helmets so It was a little different. We followed the signs for a while before getting lost my mom and dad argued for a while before Helen said “Uh guys?” She pointed out where to go and we finished the next three miles smoothly (Trust me three miles are not hard on a bike.) We stopped at a little temple and Helen got a good luck charm. We were almost to the end when Helen fell into a rice paddy while taking a picture. She got up fast and said, “Is there straw on my back?” We returned our bikes and went to dinner at a pizza restaurant (I know in Japan? Ha!). It had really good pizza. After that we went back to the hotel.

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Epic Jet Lag Moments in Tokyo

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PANCAKE FLABBERGAST

The first story is about a extremely jet lagged boy (me) and a silly shop-like thing. So it started as we just finished tromping around this really cool little museum in the outskirts of Tokyo. We decided to get a snack at this little snack shop thing. So I was REALLY tired at the moment, so even the door clearly in big green letters said PULL I began to push the stupid door. After 30 seconds of solid pushing, Dad pulled open the door. We got in there and the only things they really sold were orange juice and weird little pastry things. I got this thing that was a pancake on the outside, and bean paste on the inside. It was so bad I had to step outside for a moment. Then (being me) I called it pancake flabbergast. I walked in the room and whispered to Mike, That was the worst pancake flabbergast I have ever had. He cracked up. After that we were talking about how we should invent a product called pancake flabbergast.

EVIL TOILET

So in Japan there are all these VERY expensive toilets everywhere. And so this morning our friend Helen told us a story about her encounter with a EVIL TOILET–dun dun dunnn. She tried to flush the toilet by pressing all these buttons. So first a jet of water sprayed from the toilet and got her all wet. Then pressed all these buttons and like heated the toilet, sprayed more water and opened and closed the seats but not flushing the darn toilet. Then she began to wave her hands around in despair she opened the door only to find old Japanese ladies waiting. She stared at them for a second and then quickly closed the door. Then she open the door and one of those ladies helped her flush it.

TO GO OR HERE

My dad was at a Starbucks just near our hotel when he ordered a coffee. He does not speak any Japanese so he just grunted and pointed at what he wanted. When it came time when the lady asked him if he wanted it for here or to go, he was completely flabbergasted (ha ha ha ha.) All he could do was grunt and point. so the lady had to bring out a mug or a paper cup he pointed to the mug.

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FROM WILL