My host family and I went out for conveyer belt sushi this week. I’d forgotten how completely different it is from American sushi. I’m kicking myself for not having taken pictures. But there was a lot less seaweed and a lot more fish. My host father kept ordering more, and we kept grabbing plates. I hadn’t known that it was considered rude to eat a piece of sushi in more than one bite. What followed this realization was an hour struggling to eat finger-long pieces of fish whole. But once I got the hang of it, I had an awesome time.
My host family likes to joke that the sushi has endowed me with Japanese speaking powers. Every time I master a new grammar point or successfully explain what’s happening on a television show, the response is, “Must be the sushi. It has made you more Japanese.”
Speaking of getting the hang of things, there’s something I’m still shaky on: Wii. My host sister showed me how to play Wii. To say that she owned me in Wii Sports would be an understatement. Reiko and I went through every single sport, all of which was met with epic failure on my part. In tennis, I could make my character fly around the screen and make physically impossible, unhelpful leaps. Making her hit the tennis ball, though, was something that eluded me for a good fifteen minutes. I was actually doing pretty well (meaning I could operate the controller) in golf until we got to the archipelago hole. I could make it to the second island, and eventually the third. After five balls flying into the side of the last island, Wii recommended that I give up.
2 comments:
even i knew that it was rude to eat sushi in more than one bite! but i play tamagotchis, so i am more japanese than you.
<3 katie
You are way more Japanese than me. Also, the infrared exchange of contact information on phones that we do here reminded me of tamagotchis. I thought, "It's like tamagotichis, except at the end you get a phone number instead of a cape. Less exciting!"
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