Today was humid. It felt like Hilo weather on one of those days where it's sunny and raining. I really like the Japanese word for humid: mushiatsui. It's sounds kind of convey what I associate with humid weather. Mushy heat. And that's pretty much what today felt like.
Class. Class. Lunch. Kenny and I went to the super sweet awesome curry place. There was a line, so we stood out in the rain with our umbrellas in the mushiatsui weather. The place gives punch cards. 10 meals and you get one for free. I have three stamps. Kenny has five. There is hope for him, but I don't know if I'll make it.
I love that place. The food is good and the portions are sizable. I leave stuffed and am full until dinner, which is kind of a rarity, especially here. I didn't even have the need for ice cream, not that I had the chance, because when we got back to the center there was a group of people forming to meet up with the Pop Culture class at a maid cafe in Osaka.
So instead of studying I went to a maid cafe. I know, good life choice, especially with a midterm tomorrow, but how could I not. I didn't have to pay for transportation and well, although I am fundamentally not interested in those things going to a maid cafe is kind of an experience in itself like going to a temple. Let's just say I decided to learn about modern Japanese culture instead of studying its past. Needless to say, I was kind of excited.
I've heard of maid cafes and the appeal just doesn't make much sense to me. So cute little Asian girls in maid costumes serve you. Okay, that sounds like waitresses. You can pay them to do random things, like play video games with you or sing karaoke. That sounds like a rip off. But I wanted to see it in action. With that said, I was a bit underwhelmed. I went there to see some genuine weirdness going on, but the place we went to was basically a cafe with cool cushy chairs and employees in costumes. The maids were more Olde English/Pilgrim and less French and they weren't particularly quirky. They did have a butler, but his eyebrows were more neatly manicured than mine, so I had to dislike him on principle. The cocoa and scone were pretty good, though. But largely overpriced, because, we were in a maid cafe, after all.
Then home, study/internet and this. I should study. I should study. I will study. Starting now.
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