Thanksgiving

This weekend was Japanese labor day which means I had an extra day off. My friend Sarah's friend from Nagoya came to visit and we cooked and ate ridiculous amounts of food and caught the train to Miyazaki. We stayed in a hotel with a room the size of a Japanese shoe box, partook in our first yaki-niku (BBQ all you can eat), and enjoyed the beach. Pretty much all we did all weekend was eat. Other notables this weekend, even though we traveled one hour away from Miyakonojo, a small city of about 300,000 people to an even larger city, people still shouted knew us and where we were from. Strange. I feel like an animal at the zoo on display.
Cook your own damn food!