Famirii Rabu

Well.

Met my new family yesterday, and am currently writing this from their home computer. I've been specifically told by AFS to not use the computer too much, so these posts may become more and more infrequent... eh. Anyway, let me go over everything from when I last posted.

That takes us to... Monday? Sure. The beginning of... ORIENTATIONNNNN. Yeah, I just got out of about a week of ORIENTATIONNNNN, thanks. Anyway, first day, met up with about thirty or so other kids going to Japan in L.A. and made BFF with them (since, curiously enough, the vast majority of them were just socially adept anime nerds. Imagine that.) 'S all good. Then we became even better biffles on account of being stuck in a plane for fifteen hours together. Still all good. And then we get to Japan.

OHMYGODJAPAN. (Liek, srsly. We were squealing. Even the boys were squealing.) A common conversation, at this point, ran something like this:

Sara: So, you excited?
Other Girl I Am Not Allowed To Release The Name Of: Yeah, I can't wait to meet my host famiohmyGOD WAS THAT A BOAT
S: Yeah, but I wonder what we'll be doing for the next couple of days befYES, YES IT WAS OHMYGOD WE ARE LANDING I THINK MAYBE
OGIANATRTNO: Yeah, I was wondering about that tYES, YES WE ARE TOTALLY IN JAPAN OHGOD

Actually, we found ourselves frequently forgetting that we were in fact in Japan because of all the English we were speaking - which made sighting something like a, oh, I don't know, taiyaki vending machine especially cool. (Yeah, I bought something off it. Two taiyaki for only 300! Woohoo!

Ah, have to eat breakfast. Um, the week abbreviated: we had an extremely awkward hygiene talk in which we learned about something called puberty, I went over Rainbow Bridge and consequently died and went to heaven, and took a bath with at least twenty strangers. (If you're confused, Wikipedia it, fools. Japanese public baths. Yeah. Um.)

Anyway, cheers and, until next time,

-sara