Murata Apartment, Fukuoka

Today my host dad took me out to a little town called (I think) Kuko, to see the ume blossoms. It was really neat, I took a ton of pictures.

On the way back, we got pulled over in a speed trap.

My host mom actually asked me to wash the dishes while she went out to some dance program with Mari. Kind of comforting, actually, as if it's something that reminds me of home. I've hardly washed anything since coming here, most of my host moms have gotten pretty cheesed off if I invaded their kitchens.


mamagotcha said...

Glad to hear they're putting you to work! ;-)

We've been packing and getting rid of crap... there's a giant joystick controller here that Clay says is yours. Do you still want to keep it? Or can we Goodwill it?