Damn, it is hot here. The last 2 days have been hot too but there was a nice breeze from the ocean. Today, no breeze and I swear I had a river running down my back to my ankles. I think I got a liter of sweat when I rung out my dress and tights. That bath when I got back to our hotel room was the greatest thing ever. I just want lunch and I sent Chris to McDonalds, lucky there is one like a block away for McWhatever they got and fries. Chizuru kept on telling me her ass was swimming in her drawers and I bust out laughing. Bad move, Mary. Never laugh out loud at a funeral. I made like I was coughing but I do not think anyone bought it. I gave Chizuru a chop to the head for getting me in trouble. No more funerals until Monday, so I am going to get in some me time tomorrow. They tell me Kyoto is like Los Angeles to New York City, so they gotta have some great shops. First off, I need to find a cute black dress that does not make me sweat. My other big mistake was wearing 6 inch spike heels today so I could be taller than any other woman there. I was but walking over uneven stones killed my ankles and knees. I know I got a couple stupid Gaijin comments because Chizuru told me I was. I do not care. Before my hair went limp and I started melting, I looked pretty damn good for an old lady.
Chris made me laugh, too. I found out that Shota was telling everyone, a bunch of people in the Japanese cartoon industry that Chris is his Jewish guy I thought that sounded racist but Chris explained that a lot of companies like this one have one American or Brit because they are like money guys or stuff like that. I did see about 20 guys who were not Japanese at these funerals. Even one spoke Portuguese. LIke Chris is like the lawyer guy for Shota and I think a money person too. The Portuguese guy, his name was Xavier, is an art director, but like he said, everyone figures he was a kid who loved cartoons, came to Japan because Daddy was rich and pays to be a big shot. At least I am getting to talk to people but I kind of got embarrassed. There was a French guy there talking to Chris and he introduces him to me and he started in on the French and I get like 2 words before he speeds up and Chizuru said I got a stupid look on my face and the French guy never even noticed I was like lost. Finally, Chris saves me by saying I only know like 6 French words. Bullshit, I know like a couple hundred, I just cannot put them together so good. I hit Chris in the ribs. Yay, a Big Mac, fries and a medium, their large, Sokenbicha, a blended tea that is so delicious. The best thing about McDonalds in Japan, the burgers look like the one's in the commercials. Not slopped all over the box or the cheese is not melted and like a pound of lettuce, no these are perfect. I was thinking he would get me a shake, but their shakes are not as thick as in Canada or the US. Chris got some kind of burger with a fried egg on it, I guess a 1/4 pounder and he got 2 of their apple pies. I love their apple pies here, they fry them with the french fries and they are soooooo good. He did bitch because this would like like $13 or $14 dollars Canadian and he said this was like 3000 yen or $30. Ok, I better get dressed. We are supposed to meet up with Shota and Chizuru around 6 out front to go to dinner at a famous Chinese restaurant. I hope it is better than the Italian place we went last night. I was burping up sauce all night long. Finished my burger and fries and seeing as how breakfast was just miso soup and an egg, I was starving. I am going to pig at dinner. Also, screw this, I am wearing pants tonight. I looked outside and the wind is coming up and I am not walking around like a penguin holding down my skirt like last night. Yeah, I forgot to put rolls of coins in the hems and paid for it. Damn wind got me and blew my dress over my head. Thank God for opaque tights. See, if you wear pants in a nice restaurant people here give you the dirty look like you are some kind of hick or something. I am almost thinking jeans and tube top would be fun but Chris's head would blow up, Mr Suit and tie everywhere. I bettter stop, he is giving me the get my ass ready look. Bye