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Wednesday, June 13, 2007
Sayonara at Jibutei
Rolling out of Okayama with the same party energy we rolled in with: Jibutei! After several foiled attempts, we finally got another party lined up at the best venue you can imagine. Never again can I casually mention that I spent the weekend at a samurai mansion. This is where ancient Japan meets gaijin trash, and we know how to have a good time.

And... the only photo I took of aforementioned good time: Darren comtemplates his jouzu party-planning skills, flanked by sidekicks. The party started by evening, my camera walked away soon after, and I found it in the morning with a few pictures of Britt waking up. The other photo albums I saw posted by friends could be retitled as "Photos of Lash with yukata and beer" or "Rich House closing in on every camera lens in sight" or "Bob-san captures futons and tiles." In lieu of my own photo impressions, words: music and fireworks and cha-han and chu-hai. We were neither accosted by angry old neighbor people nor yelled at in the morning by cleaning ladies. Nothing was broken, no-one was broken, it went nearly all night, and Brian treated everyone to plates of walnut-apple French toast in the morning, which was followed by an onigiri fest. Sayonara (part 1 of 40 million) Okayama...

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