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   où je peux faire des courses,sac michael jors, Karen en ik gingen voor grapefruit. We dronken die avond nog wat Borgoe met cola en gingen slapen in een prachtig opgedekt bed,vans era bleu marron, I am reminded of a particularly galling tale.. One morning maybe a year in we woke with heads throbbing and descended the stairs to our bijoux living room its windows - as usual - wide open Things seemed a little out-of-place just not quite right For some reason I checked on our stashed money: everyone in Japan has piles of money lying around (people always pay in cash and there were/are minimal interest incentives to store it all in banks; you get paid you draw a load out and then live off it) It seemed the money had gone I checked some other places with similar results Just then a neighbour rode by on her bike and Ali relayed our increasing fears: that we'd been robbed Five minutes later the surrounding streets were full of police police with megaphones… A loose translation of their broadcasts might equate to "citizens you should all be ashamed; how could you let esteemed visitors be robbed before your very eyes" We had two fingerprint teams dusting Sumo tournament Tokyothe house the local Superintendent consoling us and assuring a rapid resolution and dire consequences for the despicable offenders Over the coming days we received numerous house-calls with people expressing their distress and sorrow as to our plight whilst others provided gifts of homemade foods Then a week or so later I retrieved a pair of trousers from the wardrobe This was a pair of trousers that I’d not worn in a while; it was also a pair of trousers with a monstrous bulge in the pocket They were literally stuffed full of cash Quite what I must have been thinking that earlier night how I’d subsequently forgotten it the following morning and then how it had manifested. to. I was mortified But did I come clean to the police (or the neighbours) To my shame I did not Ali likes to remind me that in 28 years of us being together that must have been the only time I have ever hung my trousers in the wardrobe upon undressing Anyway I should stick to the chronology and embarrass Ali instead For me the first three months were not based at the University but instead consisted of eight-hour-days of A quiet night outJapanese language lessons (with all the humiliation they entailed) held (for that year's contingent of Royal Society Fellows) on the other side of Tokyo Meanwhile Ali found two jobs Being an English nurse who didn't - not unreasonably - speak fluent Japanese (and there being no ex-pat hospitals requiring someone of her ilk) Ali needed to find something else to occupy her time Through The Japanese Times she learnt of a school requiring an English teacher She had no qualifications or experience but was able and willing Alas she didn't get that job but the owner recommended her to his brother Peter who also owned an English school Peter who does a fair rendition of Pistols' songs himself did indeed employ her And he has repeatedly over the last 18 years - bless him - offered her the managership of his school Kings He remains a good friend to this day; and has only recently sadly after something like 30 years just sold Kings Omori will never be quite the same Not knowing she was about to be offered that job Ali applied to a different Japanese-owned school and in the face of imminently Maho's wedding "headress"more qualified opposition acquired the position with the masterful post-interview question of "I believe it is Girl's Day in Japan today Do you know where a good place would be to go and view the graduating girls" The Japanese owner (after his Canadian son-in-law’s translation) revealed where she might do exactly that and stated that none of the other candidates had shown anything like Ali's interest in Japanese culture and that the job was hers' This is a running theme in Japan: it isn't necessarily what you know that will see you do well it is how you portray yourself and how you are perceived that counts At this stage we had been in Japan for about a month and Christmas was upon us Obviously it being Japan we both worked However one of my Japanese language teachers (at a school situated over an hour away by train) – by the hugest of coincidences – actually lived on our street and extremely kindly (particularly as it is their most special family day of the year and bearing in mind – as you’ll see – the Japanese take almost no holidays) invited us to spend Lab BBQNew Year with her family Smartly dressed we arrived punctually with gifts of flowers and traditional boxed seasonal sweets in hand removed our shoes greeted the extended family with deep respectful bows and took our places at the beautifully-laid low table For the next hour or so we engaged in polite genteel conversation nibbled on traditional delicacies and consumed vast quantities of exquisite chilled sakés (the combination of generous attentive hosts and slightly uncomfortable formality seeing the deceptively pungent nectar fly down our throats) A little later Ali excused herself to use the bathroom and stood on somewhat shaky legs On returning to the dining room her gracious persona had morphed into something much less suited to benign pleasantries: her speech was a drunken slur her eyes glazed and unfocusing Almost immediately upon re-sitting she was imploring me to take her home But I tried to reason the meal had hardly begun how could we possibly leave just then That was until the expletives began to tumble uncontrollably from her mouth as she lolled and almost fell backwards from her cushion. Amidst my humble cringing apologies with her arms slung over my and Mr Taneka's shoulders we Magician a Tokyo parkcarried Ali out and back home With Ali safely tucked-up in bed I turned to leave the bedroom to which she jack-knifed upwards and vomited over the futon I stripped the futon re-made the bed and nipped downstairs to wash the sheets Thinking I’d heard her call out I left the sheets soaking in the bath (a magnificent stainless steel construction only five feet long but well over three feet deep - sitting upright that is still almost up to your chin) and ran upstairs to be confronted by the mother of all vomit fests: it was all over her nightgown matted into her hair plastered into the tatami (woven-reed) floor panels and she appeared to be rolling in it I was not amused There was nothing for it but to carry her downstairs eject the sheets and wash her in the bath Mission accomplished I left her languishing in some fresh hot water whilst I went to tackle the bedroom floor A mistake A howl had me scurrying back to the bathroom to be greeted with a less than perfect smile leering over the bath's rim: one of Ali's front teeth now sheared across the diagonal Temple guardianOn waking painfully (apparently to a strange whistling sound that was emanating from her mouth) Ali inquired as to why we were sleeping on a mishmash of blankets on the floor And "oh my god what happened to my tooth" To her horror I related the tale Mortified she rallied and cycled round to the florists before visiting the Tanaka's to deliver a tearful apology The following morning a note appeared in our mailbox from the Tanaka's They were extremely distressed that they had so upset Ali; it was all their fault for making her drink so much saké How could we ever forgive them They so wanted to "share good neighbourliness" Of course on the back of this Ali and my teacher Ms Tanika became firm friends Here on Travelblog Ake Och Emma dedicated a whole submission to the subject of Japanese vending machines Indeed they were absolutely accurate with their descriptions of their abundance (approaching six million machines) and array of dispensable items available What shocks visitors from the rest of the world however is that almost all machines are located on the street with no security or “minders” and that products With Nan-sansuch as cigarettes cans and bottles of beer and saké are all readily available with cash Such temptation to minors could not be countenanced anywhere else in the world Yet years ago the merchandise obtainable was way more bizarre Only a year or so before our arrival one could also obtain used white panties Yes you did read that correctly What amazes me is that there could have been such a market: the odd fetishist sure but dedicated vending machines Of course the Japanese are infamous for their sexual kinks and whilst many of them are harmless (between consenting adults) others are truly unpleasant if not downright illegal Manga is everywhere and read by an incredible cross-section of the population Much of it is stunning graphic art although some Hentai (adult/erotic versions) have extremely dubious and worrying story lines Ali and I have watched semi-pornographic game shows on mainstream television such as the ones where scantily-clothed lady contestants wearing sound-activated vibrating devices have to race around an obstacle course of noise; this invariably leaves them writhing in apparent orgasmic torture No doubt these would have pleased Benny Hill immensely They are I suppose meant to be titillating The wonderful Fujio-san and his delightful wife at their Izakayabut (ignoring their demeaning and degrading nature) merely provided us with gob-smacked mirth much akin to Endurance and other equally surreal Japanese television The Japanese retain a passion for schoolgirl uniforms (and the girls really do glue those baggy leg warmer-like socks to their calves – as evidenced regularly on my morning commutes) although it is unclear quite how extensive the practice is of schoolgirls (and young women posing as schoolgirls) exchanging sexual-favours for lavish (non-monetary) gifts (yes I know that’s prostitution however it's dressed) Soap bars are I believe places where punters go to soap-up the staff - somewhat like dodgy massage parlors with role reversal The Japanese have provided the English language with words for activities hitherto unnamed such as bukkake; whilst their printed (legal) pornography (widely displayed in video shops) is far too commonly concerned with the distasteful activity of scat Wow I’m quite shocked as to my apparent insight into Japanese deviancy; although I do have to say that their intricate ornate rope-bondage techniques (kinbaku) are a thing of unexpected beauty Anyway I only entered into this line of thought to mention more about panties… One day Ali was hanging our washing out Wedding fareto dry in the postage stamp-sized front garden A woman neighbour saw her doing this and began gesticulating and shaking her head Confused but needing to dry our things Ali continued before heading off to work On her return she noticed that some items were missing: all of her white knickers the coloured/patterned ones remaining unmolested… Now there's a business idea. Anyway Our first few weeks in Heiwajima were both delightful and bewildering; we were flummoxed yet fascinated by the most basic of things How do you open a bank account pay the rent buy a rail card The vending machines do indeed sell cigarettes. and chilled beer.. whilst we were rapidly spending a fortune at the wonderful bookshop Kinokinoya.everyone knows she's a better driver.. Blue Shaddy were involved in a motor accident and late arriving so Rick Estrin & the Nightcats (USA) came on early. of which there seemed to be Playa Chac-Mool,doudoune kaki femme,shower cubicle was small,tong femme puma, More to come on this later….
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   where the floor was covered in pine needles and candles (which seemed to me to be a disastrous recipe for fire). Depending on where you actually start and finish your walking most of what is labelled as the 'Kangchenjunga Trek' takes place within the Kangchenjunga Conservation Area ( KCA ) in the Taplejung District in the far eastern corner of Nepal. After a quick breakfast of noodle soup and some crispbread I had brought from back home we were the first people to leave the grassy field of Selele at 6. 1949, Griebenow tried to hurry along the Cleo,20 am and Randa 1439 m. 6h00m The wind was howling on the walls throughout the night but Looking down the Heremence Valleyby the time I got up conditions outside looked pretty good despite some grey overcast weather hanging in the valley.” On the car park, but I wanted to try and push on towards Albina as much as possible, On offer is a ‘Carta Unico’ which offers entrance to ten of Orvieto’s top attractions.
  500 collected objects, Unfortunately.. Then off to Taquille..
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