A hundred pictures of a cat and my night as a Japanese Hostess

The last couple of days have seemed like forever, I have to keep reminding myself that it has only been 4 days. The reason this is so, is because I have mainly been hanging with the parents and children. I have more or less been sitting in the house with them, trying to communicate in Japanese. To my surppries I actually remember more then I did when I lived here. It all must have sunk in and stayed without me trying, pretty awesome The last couple of days have been spent, messing around on the internet and taking a million and one different pictures of the kitten the family own. The kitten is like a good sunset, it doesn’t matter how many pictures you take, there is an even better one a minute later. Being held up in the house has its pluses, I am finding my Japanese has picked up a great deal because when I try to speak English to them, they have no idea what I am saying, so I need to repeat it in broken Japanese. I am also learning more nd more about Japanese home life and the relations. Its amazing, every bowl, cup, plate, chopstick has a puropose and place, I cant help with the setting up of meals because I have no idea, what is for what and I don’t want to look like a stupid foriener any more then I do.

Wednesday night I managed to break free and go to have dinenr with my Japanese friend. She said that her friend would buy us dinner and this was my first experience of more or less being a Japanese hostess. She had met this guy at a hostess bar she had been working at and they had more or less become friends for a price. It seemed we were on a paid date and he was very excited to see me, he seemed very nervous and was very jumpy, getting up, sitting down, on his phone etc. He kept saying dirty stuupid jokes in Japanese to my friend which she didn’t want to repeat. That night I learned that if you cant understand what they are saying, it is best not to answer yes to everything. At one stage he asked if I could stay with him that night and I answered yes, once I saw they excitement, I asked for the translation and changed my answer to no. I am also pretty sure, he had a semi at one point, the whole thing was pretty crazy. He bought me sake after sake and I got pretty drunk, so all in all didn’t mind the situation.Before we were about to leave they were making fun of my friend for being the age that she is, I asked if it upset her, which it did. They were calling her an old lady and I told her not to listen to them because it’s a bit rich coming for a guy who needs to pay for a girls company. After he gave my friend $50 bucks to go home and that was that, my first experience of being a Japanese hostess.