25.09.2011 26 °C
The drive to Saga induced some stress hysteria. It took us a long time to get there, and more time searching through the city to find the train station, which people seem to want to keep as a secret location. Anyway, we found it, and were finally ready to meet Danno san, who could guide us to our hotel and HURRAH! To our beds.
But Danno san didn't want to take us to our hotel so we could spend the rest of our morning snoozing- no no no!
Danno san wanted to take us SIGHTSEEING!!!!! And then for lunch! With her friends!!! And then to our show! And then for dinner!
This day was horrendous. We were all dying inside, in total agony from too much sleep deprivation, too much alcohol, too much smiling.... and there we were, being taken around a castle by a tour guide who was SO thorough, he even took us to see the disabled toilets which had been installed.
(Jane isnt even trying to hide her feelings here!)
Then to a shinto shrine! Joy! And then for lunch with her friends, who wanted to practise their English, and who had faces like this So our faces were like this
And then, on to our show! An hour jumping around the stage, laughing and enjoying ourselves
(During this time i sneaked out for a quick wee, and, after using the toilet, pushed the flush button and was about to leave when....lights became red. Alarms started ringing in the distance...could it be? I looked down and inspected the button i had just pushed. Next to it, Japanes Kanji symbols, which not 5 seconds earlier seems to shout 'push me!', and now seemed to say, 'push me!.... If you require emergency help!' I legged it out of the toilets in time to see three security guards bolting up the stairs...)
Despite this excitement, the show itself was not so good... we were all tired and hey, wouldn't you know it! So was the audience! We watched them in envy as one by one, a whole row of adolescent boys fell softly to sleep. A million years later, when the show was finally over, we had another question time, which is like an endurance test sometimes, and should be called 'stand in silence until someone speaks to you'. When we were released from the stage, we packed our things away, and then, what time was it? Time to go home and snooze and change and shower??? NOPE!!! It was DINNER TIME!!!
Actually this is when we all perked up a bit, because we were in an Izakaya, which we all love, and we were there for over 2 hours, which is amazing...normally you lay down a chopstick and you are immediately ushered out of the building, before you even have time to slip your shoes back on or swallow your sushi.
But these ladies were amazing. They were fun, interesting, and damn they were hungry.... food couldn't be eaten quick enough before the next plate arrived—i tried eel, raw chicken, I ate tempura, sashimi, salad, soup, dumplings...andi t was washed down by cup after cup of hot Sake. Heaven. And finally, the moment we had all been waiting for....we got to go to bed.
So that was about 3 days. Three insane, exhausting and ridiculous days, which prove that we really are the Masters of Disaster.
I never before thought that smiling could ever be so painful, but all 4 of us need cheek massages (and a damn good dose of botox) after these crazy days.