jet-lag-induced writer's block...
Oct. 24th, 2007 06:05 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
dianec42I should really write up a multi-bajillion-part trip report about my trip to Japan. However, I am still absolutely exhausted, so I will leave you with a few snippets for now:
* Japanese toilets are really, REALLY strange.
* I hope I never see another buffet again for a really long time.
* Tokyo Banana is made of win.
* I drank a LOT of coffee on the trip. Some of my colleagues would probably say TOO much.
There were 14 of us in the group; 7 from this building, 5 from a random assortment of offices from around the US, 1 from Canada, and 1 from Argentina. I didn't even know half of these offices existed.
The most obvious running gag was the 2 Latino-Asian guys named Germán (Hispanic, so the G is pronounced as an H, thus pronounced Hermán) and Hernán (silent H, thus pronounced Ernán). After a few beers even we couldn't keep their names straight. To make matters more surreal, one of them has a Chinese surname and appearance, and the other has a Japanese surname and appearance, but all they speak is Spanish and some English. Is there anything so weird as a couple of Asian-looking boys conversing in fluent Spanish? Well, maybe the crazy American lady trying to participate. It turns out that I know enough Spanish to get myself out of trouble, but not enough to actually get into any. At the time I found this slightly disappointing, but it's probably for the best.
Tune in next time for further adventures and short-lived sporting careers.
* Japanese toilets are really, REALLY strange.
* I hope I never see another buffet again for a really long time.
* Tokyo Banana is made of win.
* I drank a LOT of coffee on the trip. Some of my colleagues would probably say TOO much.
There were 14 of us in the group; 7 from this building, 5 from a random assortment of offices from around the US, 1 from Canada, and 1 from Argentina. I didn't even know half of these offices existed.
The most obvious running gag was the 2 Latino-Asian guys named Germán (Hispanic, so the G is pronounced as an H, thus pronounced Hermán) and Hernán (silent H, thus pronounced Ernán). After a few beers even we couldn't keep their names straight. To make matters more surreal, one of them has a Chinese surname and appearance, and the other has a Japanese surname and appearance, but all they speak is Spanish and some English. Is there anything so weird as a couple of Asian-looking boys conversing in fluent Spanish? Well, maybe the crazy American lady trying to participate. It turns out that I know enough Spanish to get myself out of trouble, but not enough to actually get into any. At the time I found this slightly disappointing, but it's probably for the best.
Tune in next time for further adventures and short-lived sporting careers.
