So withering and I went to the class. I think I have mentioned before , that when doing anything with Japanese people who have never been in the prescence of anyone who is not Japanese before, there is the potential for embarrassment, or humiliation, or disappointment or just plain hurtfullness.
Today’s class included all of the above. It was purely an exercise in awfulness.
Maybe I’ll elaborate at some point I don’t know, but it was painful.
On the plus side, we ate lovely food and I got my hair cut and I love it!
AND I love that my friend was here with me to share this day, the good and the bad, AND I made lentil and veg soup for dinner that was bloody FAB!!