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More GEOS training
...is what I did today.
Today I was a dumbass and didn't bring a change of shoes with me, so I was wearing my high heels all day. This includes riding my bike to/from the station in a suit skirt and high heels, which is plain retarded and I'm never ever doing that again. The MORE retarded part is that all of the women in my training session today wore pants (probably because whatshername from Kita-Nihon, the assistant trainer, wore a pants suit yesterday), so I didn't even have to wear a goddamn skirt apparently.
I had Lotteria fast food for lunch, and then joined up with everyone for training. Whee. Not much I can say or feel like saying anyway. We had our lunch break from 4-5pm and everyone went to a ramen shop together. The Kita-Nihon trainer, despite having been here for 2.5 years, apparently can't speak a word of Japanese. Maybe it's me, but I'd feel silly still pointing to pictures on menus and not being able to understand phrases like "800 yen" after that long. After eating lunch, Carlos and I went to a convenience store and got chocolate bars. I swear it was my first time having a Snickers bar since I moved here. I barely ever have chocolate it seems, despite all the jellies and other silly junkfood I have.
Oh yeah, we had a woman come in and talk to us about GEOS homestay programs. She was, for lack of a polite way to put this, really large. I mean, bigger than me. Not really fat, but, I think she was at least 5'10" and wore a bigger skirt size than I do. So, after her presentation and everyone was filing out to get lunch, I stopped her like "This might be a dumb question, but... WHERE DO YOU SHOP FOR CLOTHES????" She laughed and said "Don't worry, other tall girls like you ask me that all the time. Unfortunately the problem is, I get my suits in other Asian countries. Seriously, you can go fly to Vietnam or Hong Kong or somewhere like that, and pay like $70-80 to have a suit tailor-made for you. It's a great excuse to see another country and take a vacation sometime!" Yeah, she even said that I'm pretty much screwed as far as getting shoes goes (I wear a 26cm, she wears a 27cm), so.. but, she did recommend I go to a dry cleaners and ask them about getting alterations done for some of my existing clothes that are now way too big, so maybe I'll do that.
After training some people went to an Irish pub to drink, but when we got there it looked like we had to get 10 people to fit at a table intended for 4-5, so I decided to go home. Fortunately so did Carlos, so we rode back up to Saitama together, me futzing with my phone the whole way and him playing some Marvel trading card game on his Nintendo DS. He went to get curry rice in Kawaguchi and I went home to Warabi.
I switched out of my suit and my retarded high heels, and then I took a LOOOOOOOONG bike ride up to Higashi-Urawa. I had originally thought I'd try to go to Urawa-Misono -- which is where Marin works, she's one of the people I met at the training, and it's also really close to a big stadium and to Urawa Gakuin HS, a big baseball powerhouse in Saitama. However, Urawa-Misono is something like 6-7 miles from here it looked like. So I decided to first go to Higashi-Urawa, which is half the distance to Urawa-Misono, about 3 miles. It was a decent ride, actually. The funny part is, I got up there and was STARVING, and it was around 11:30pm, so... so I went to McDonald's. I felt really guilty, but the other idea I had for food was to go to the Big Boy there, and I wasn't sure I wanted to waste the time right then.
I brought up the GPS on my phone and told it to tell me how to get home. It came up with a route which was not the one I would have normally taken, but it was nice because it went off the big roads and to nice little empty side roads, which are a lot more pleasant to ride down. Yay for technology.
I should go to sleep soon and try to get up at 10am and see if I can get a Japan Series ticket for Nov 3-4. I bet I can't, but who knows, we'll see. Then I'll either end up going to Hokkaido that weekend or Nagoya, I think...
Today I was a dumbass and didn't bring a change of shoes with me, so I was wearing my high heels all day. This includes riding my bike to/from the station in a suit skirt and high heels, which is plain retarded and I'm never ever doing that again. The MORE retarded part is that all of the women in my training session today wore pants (probably because whatshername from Kita-Nihon, the assistant trainer, wore a pants suit yesterday), so I didn't even have to wear a goddamn skirt apparently.
I had Lotteria fast food for lunch, and then joined up with everyone for training. Whee. Not much I can say or feel like saying anyway. We had our lunch break from 4-5pm and everyone went to a ramen shop together. The Kita-Nihon trainer, despite having been here for 2.5 years, apparently can't speak a word of Japanese. Maybe it's me, but I'd feel silly still pointing to pictures on menus and not being able to understand phrases like "800 yen" after that long. After eating lunch, Carlos and I went to a convenience store and got chocolate bars. I swear it was my first time having a Snickers bar since I moved here. I barely ever have chocolate it seems, despite all the jellies and other silly junkfood I have.
Oh yeah, we had a woman come in and talk to us about GEOS homestay programs. She was, for lack of a polite way to put this, really large. I mean, bigger than me. Not really fat, but, I think she was at least 5'10" and wore a bigger skirt size than I do. So, after her presentation and everyone was filing out to get lunch, I stopped her like "This might be a dumb question, but... WHERE DO YOU SHOP FOR CLOTHES????" She laughed and said "Don't worry, other tall girls like you ask me that all the time. Unfortunately the problem is, I get my suits in other Asian countries. Seriously, you can go fly to Vietnam or Hong Kong or somewhere like that, and pay like $70-80 to have a suit tailor-made for you. It's a great excuse to see another country and take a vacation sometime!" Yeah, she even said that I'm pretty much screwed as far as getting shoes goes (I wear a 26cm, she wears a 27cm), so.. but, she did recommend I go to a dry cleaners and ask them about getting alterations done for some of my existing clothes that are now way too big, so maybe I'll do that.
After training some people went to an Irish pub to drink, but when we got there it looked like we had to get 10 people to fit at a table intended for 4-5, so I decided to go home. Fortunately so did Carlos, so we rode back up to Saitama together, me futzing with my phone the whole way and him playing some Marvel trading card game on his Nintendo DS. He went to get curry rice in Kawaguchi and I went home to Warabi.
I switched out of my suit and my retarded high heels, and then I took a LOOOOOOOONG bike ride up to Higashi-Urawa. I had originally thought I'd try to go to Urawa-Misono -- which is where Marin works, she's one of the people I met at the training, and it's also really close to a big stadium and to Urawa Gakuin HS, a big baseball powerhouse in Saitama. However, Urawa-Misono is something like 6-7 miles from here it looked like. So I decided to first go to Higashi-Urawa, which is half the distance to Urawa-Misono, about 3 miles. It was a decent ride, actually. The funny part is, I got up there and was STARVING, and it was around 11:30pm, so... so I went to McDonald's. I felt really guilty, but the other idea I had for food was to go to the Big Boy there, and I wasn't sure I wanted to waste the time right then.
I brought up the GPS on my phone and told it to tell me how to get home. It came up with a route which was not the one I would have normally taken, but it was nice because it went off the big roads and to nice little empty side roads, which are a lot more pleasant to ride down. Yay for technology.
I should go to sleep soon and try to get up at 10am and see if I can get a Japan Series ticket for Nov 3-4. I bet I can't, but who knows, we'll see. Then I'll either end up going to Hokkaido that weekend or Nagoya, I think...