On my walk back from Courtnay’s (Saturday
Feb. 25th) I stopped in the music shop that I pass every time I walk
to the train station. I had planned to
pop in and out but after asking about Irish music (it was worth a shot!) she
wouldn’t let me refuse coffee (which she ground in front of me in an
old-fashioned grinder than had what looked like Dutch blue tiles on the base). Then her husband came and she set him to work
finding Irish CDs for me. He managed to
find a few, but none by Japanese artists (I know they’re out there!). Of course, the magical thing about the whole
two-hour experience was that we were communicating in Japanese! (More)
And a full week it was! I stayed a long time after school every day
for some reason or another. It was
exhausting! I don’t know how the
teachers do that everyday then come in on the weekends sometimes, too. (More)
