First Day of School...Day 5

Day 5

This was my first day of school. I'm 21 and I still get nervous before my first day of school. asked my host mother when I should wake up to leave and she said at 7. 7? That's positively criminal. I haven't woken up that early since highschool, I expected to hear that kind of reply, but the confirmation of it was still not comforting. I guess I've gotten spoiled at Stanford where I can wake up 15 minutes before a class and still get there in time.

I was pretty nervous about catching the train and subway to school, but luckily my host mother was there to guide me on my first day. We took the JR line together, and after getting off at Kyoto station, she pointed me in the right direction.

So I was at school and had about an hour to kill, so I hopped on the internet and added pictures to my blog. Pictures!!! And then class started. Class was, well, class. I'm pretty sure it's kind of universal thing and today was no exception. It was some introduction and a mini lecture.

Everything was all fine and dandy until I realized that I had the wrong edition of the book. Let me explain here, I did not take a lick of Japanese this year and as it turns out, this year is the year the book company decided to churn out an updated version of the book. Jerks. So me and another boy after class went on Amazon to find the book. They didn't carry it. So we did the very bold thing of going on the Japaense Amazon to order it. They did have it. So we (by we I mean he) had to go through the trouble of setting up an account and completing the transaction. Fun. Not fun. Fun. So I'm out 5,000 yen now all because a book company had to keep their merchandise up to date. The nerve.

On a happier note, we got to eat these adorable little Japanese snacks filled with red bean paste that sat prettily upon a printed paper and a mini wooden mat. So cute. So delicious. Unfortunately I did not have my broken camera on me at that time, so no pictures. I know, the disappointment ensues.

After school and the ordering was done, a group of us decided to take the Karasuma line to Shijo, some kind of shopping district (so I hear) where we walked around for a bit before heading our separate ways back home. Yay spontaneity! Oh yeah, we did end up sitting in a little cafe where we got to eat some ice cream. Yum.

Back at home it was the usual dinner bit and shower bit and bed business.