where cider meets condensed milk
Saturday, March 24, 2007
Good intentions, better boat rides
The road to... somewhere on Shikoku... is paved with good intentions. A-belle and I had grand plans for spending the holiday-of-the-month (Vernal Equinox for the Elderly) biking on a pretty peninsula. These plans were scrapped in favor of lattes and a ferry ride, because we were lazy. And thirsty. Also, we met a lot of old people. Best Sanuki person we met along the way was a 90-year-old who quoted Scripture for fun, before a TMI monologue:
"You may be asking yourself... why do I speak English, though I have old age? It is to stop senile dementia. Many years ago, I got into a French woman. She has broken my heart, in deep point." Heeeeey Shikoku!

And today's reason why Bob-san and I fail at Japanese:
The first two kanji are so easy that toddlers should be able to read them, but I get confused by different fonts. Late late at night we read it as either 'big person' or 'big entrance'. I am glad that it's the latter ("packed to capacity"), because it would be really disturbing to buy an *Adult* Juicy Meat Bun. Yum yum. Juicy!
posted by Raychaa @ 1:52 AM  
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