Sakuranbo ga suki desu ka?
Simone and I went to a wee town called Nagawa, that has millions of cherries to pick.
We had to mysteriously follow a man in a green cap to his farm; where we had run of the cherry orchard. We ate so many cherries---spitting the pips became second nature.

Then we went to the Tanabata Festival in Hachinohe. It was heaving with people, and chicken on a stick. Bumped into Yuta and Yuta, some of my old students from Shingo, waiting for the train. They were wearing green ties from their high school uniform, and told us of their love of rugby. Nice to have 15 year old boys save us from talking to drunken boring military guy. See you later.