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Day 21


After a lovely lie-in, I awoke without a hangover - lovely and unusual.
Quick breakfast of a Halow's burger and off to meet Toshihiro-san & the gang.

The activity for today - making some bizenyaki, pottery if you will.
It was already feeling like a school trip.

Between Okayama station and the pottery place, we rode the tram (chin-chin)
That's funny you see, because chin-chin means willy
Teehee.

Everybody was there: myself, Sam-san, Tom-san, Toshihiro-san, Kyoko-san, Yoko-san and Yugo-san, but there were only 6 wheels. Without a second of discussion it was decided that Yugo-san would serve as cameraman for the afternoon.
Awww.

We made a plate and a cup.
I got told that mine were good *smiley face*
I clearly have mad pottery skillz.

Tom-san's creations were also pretty good, as were the girl creations.
Sam-san's regained form after the sponge had been deployed to remove the excess water.
Toshihiro-san's.. well.. let's just say we love Toshihiro-san.

I'll add pictures at a later date, I'm frantically trying to catch-up with my happenings


For something that sounds a little like a boring school trip activity, it was actually a really good fun :)

Afterwards, we had a cheeky walk to the Korakuen gardens (one of the 3 most beautiful in Japan, or so the brochure says).
Being dirty foreigners, we were exempt from the 400円 entry fee, score!

It was a pretty nice place and we got some nice pictures, including some panoramas from Tom-san which, as you can guess, will be added later.

As we were coming round to leave the gardens, pow! The heavens opened and the most epic rain yet began to fall, being smart, I'd brought my most plasticky of plastic coats, however, the rain found a way through:

We sheltered under a roof for a bit, then decided to run for it and try to get back home.
Because we were in Japan, not England, and people (bus drivers) are therefore not complete wankers, a bus stopped in the middle of the road to pick us up.
The bus journey was lovely and dry.

We ate ramen that eve, and it was one of the meatiest, most satisfyingly filling tasty meals I have ever had (screw you wagamama ramen)
Sam had to have eggy rice because he's a herbivore.

On our way home from Kurashiki station, we saw a humungous caterpillar-type thing
Sam-san loved it:

What else could we do but invite the gang back for drinks? That's right, asbolutely nothing
So back they came:

I'm not sure what the hand gesture theme was meant to be.

Suffice to say, everybody got a little tipsy, and i was described as "so coooool"
I think that's a win.

Roll on Sunday!