We got there pretty early and wandered around the grounds. The weather was beautiful. A little chilly in the morning, but quite warm by the afternoon.
Needless to say, I spent much of my time worrying I was going to fall through the floor.
We looked outside and watched the construction. We realized immediately that all the construction workers were woman, which was unusual.
Yes, that is a bag with my shoes inside them. I wore my converses for comfort, not thinking I'd have to take off my shoes in every building we entered. I tied my shows about 12 times that day. I attempted to just tuck my shoelaces into my shoe, but my shoelaces are a bit short, since Minerva ate my other ones. Thus, the excessive tying of the shoes continued.
And because Ben told me.
A short time later, we realized we were walking the wrong way.
We realized that because we saw a sign that said, "Kumamoto Museum 750 meters" and we had walked a long distance and were farther away from the museum.
After walking by a baseball stadium and down a hill, we arrived at the museum. It was closed because it was Monday. So we headed to lunch. at least we tried.
But, the curry was still delicious, so it was ok to go to the wrong location.
We then headed to the Japanese Zen Garden.
We got off the tram late, walked back, then discovered we'd actually gotten off the tram early and took the tram a few stops further down the street and made it to the gardens.
Ben got bit by a fish.
No, that didn't happen, I just thought it would.
Now, I know not to give him my camera for safety.
We bought some bread from an old woman to feed the fish.
I whole-heatedly deny that accusation.
Just kidding. I completely admit that.
Before heading to dinner, we walked around the area near her apartment, which including prime flooding areas in monsoon season, completely with sandbags and a Buddhist Temple.
I was needlessly made fun of for that comment. Apparently I sounded very urgent. I was just stating facts.
At least I know the making fun of me is done in loving jest. Just as certain people comparing my speaking to Maggie Smith in Downton Abbey (cough**Blossom, Craig, Ben, Allison, Adrienne, J, Mother***cough).
Oh wait, maybe it's true...
We then went shopping a little bit more.
I found this gem. It's stomach medicine. The before picture.
And the after, "Yay I'm better!" picture.
We had to head to the airport the next morning. We took the bus, got to the airport in plenty of time and got on the plane. We landed at 1:10 PM, ran to customs, got on the train back home, showered and were at work by 3:30.