It all started when I called Sarah and
asked her if
she wanted to come to go with me to the Azabu Juban festival. She said
sure, but there was one problem, Cristina was coming over to her house
as well. As a solution to this minor problem, Sarah invited me to her
house, then we would all go to the festival together, Sarah, Cristina
and I. I said sure, so I rushed and grabbed a bag, my cellphone, money
etc. Then I left for Sarah's house.
I arrived at
Sarah's house before Cristina. We ( Sarah and I) waited for Cristina to
come in Sarah's room. Sarah is very allergic to mosquitoes, much more
allergic then the rest of us, so she has a mosquito net around her bed.
That day, her net was hanging on this hanger in her room, and
it looked like a wedding gown or a wedding veil. I made a comment about
this, and Sarah hearing that decided that we needed to try it on. Sarah
( after trying a million times to make it work) decided that there was
no way that we could do this. Also it wasn't very comfortable to have a
mosquito net wrapped around you and around you until you can't move at
all. Just then Sarah got two ideas. One was she would make Cristina a
bride, since there was no way that I would do it. Then her next idea
was to use her Indian looking sheets. They were reddish orange and
there
were little pictures or elephants on them. It will be a Indian/
American wedding dress/ sari!! I already felt bad for Cristina.We
emptied out
all the dress up clothes Sarah had and brought then to the guest room,
where we waited for Cristina. We had pink sashes, black handkerchiefs,
white clothes and more piled around us. Cristina came right when we
brought the wedding veil so we quickly stored it into this space behind
the couch. When Cristina came into the guest room, she was in for a
surprise. Sarah and I pounced as in how a predator pounces on her prey.
I saw the fear in Cristina's eyes as we drew the blankets and sheets
around her. After our work was finished, I decided that Cristina looked
a mess. She had random blankets wrapped around her and fabric just
hanging around her. It looked like it was all about to fall off any
minute now. Her hair was all messed up and she did not look very happy
I'll tell you that. Then Cristina ( being Cristina)
asked us right after we finished why she had to do it to which Sarah
and I replied she was the last one there. Cristina wasn't very happy
about that either.
We played a
game called chatitude which is a game of silly questions and each
person has to guess what the other person would put as their answer.
For example, � I know this is stupid, but if you were a potato
which would you be? A couch potato, a half baked potato or a potato
pancake? Weird huh? Sarah won. Then we decided that we would go to the
Azabu Juban festival. I hadn't had lunch yet so we all decided we would
look for a yakisoba stall. Cristina even though she's lived in Japan
for a year now had never tried yakisoba before. Sarah and Cristina
reached the conclusion that they would share one container of yakisoba
since
they weren't that hungry.The yakisoba we got was filled to the top. It
went past the brim of the container and strings of noodles were
drooping down against the walls. There was so much the cover couldn't
fit over the box. Since it was a typical hot summer day we found a nice
spot where cool air blew on our backs. We were eating in front of a
shop. Sarah needed to do something with her bag so she went over to
give Cristina the noodles to hold,
rather clumsily. watched as in slow motion all the yakisoba (
at
least two thirds of it) fall onto Cristina's leg. Yakisoba was
everywhere! Bits of noodle and cabbage were covering the entrance to
the shop. Cristina, having already dropped her chopsticks during this
commotion started picking up the yakisoba. Sarah somehow produced a
plastic bag and was helping Cristina put the noodles in the bag by
scooping it up
with her hands. I just watched, munching on my own yakisoba, while this
older lady passed us and said ( in Japanese of course!!) Oh my.� Then
she tsked us, shook her head and kept on walking. She was probably
thinking along the lines of typical Americans, or something close to
that.
Having picked up all the yakisoba and
eating the rest of it, we walked
on. On the way we bumped into many people from seventh grade.(
Including Yumi, Remi, Mizuki, Risa, Emiko, Meg, Lara, Katrina, and some
other
people as well.) We walked passed a cotton candy stall and I wanted to
stop and get some ( I love cotton candy). Sarah also got some. We were
eating the cotton candy while we were walking. I got jostled in the
crowd and my cotton candy with my hand got pushed so it hit
Cristina's shirt sleeve!! A white sticky spot was left. Cristina felt
it. "Will
this come off�" she asked me. " I think it may melt in the washing
machine, but I'm not sure." I said. "I'm really sorry." I added, just
to
make her feel better since she looked kind of worried. "Oh great!"
Cristina said while Sarah just walked on laughing.
Next we all
got shaved ice. It was the type of booth that you put on your own
syrup. We were eating it when I bumped into Sarah at the same time that
she said oh shoot! I thought I did something so I backed away from
Sarah, scared she was going to blame it one me. It turned out that she
had dropped her straw and said oh shoot. We had to wait for Sarah while
she had to go all the way back and get another straw, which considering
the size of the festival, took a pretty long time.I wanted to go to the
haunted house, so did Cristina. ( Sarah didn't want to because she
doesn't like them much) So the search began!! We searched everywhere!!
We couldn't find it so we asked the lady who was sitting under this
tent in the cool shade in front of Wendy's. She told us that it started
at a certain time. Cristina and I were disappointed but Sarah was very
happy. We watched some people try to fish goldfish out with the paper
scoop and then I had to go home. That day was a funny day, a little bit
of clumsiness can sometimes make the day a little more lively.
