They sprung my ma.

My mom’s out of the hospital! Hooray! And since she sounded fine the first day, and even better on subsequent days, I’m thinking she’s fine. She probably just had poo-related problems. That’s my opinion and the opinion of at least 2 of the 3 Drs. Kawasaki.

I spent the day with my aunt and my pseudo-aunt and pseudo-uncle. I have pictures of most of the day in fuzzy iPhone style. It should have been multimegapixel sharpness since I bought a new digital camera, but it turns out that when they tell you that the battery isn’t pre-charged in Japan, they mean it.

In any case, I wasn’t bleary from the middle-of-the-night 3AM phone call from the burglar alarm company (the contractors disconnected the fire alarm again), nor was I too bad off from my friend’s SMS text message asking for my address soon afterwards. I boldly went forth to stand in front of the shiny camera display and bought another Panasonic Lumix, this time an DMC-FX37. As I mentioned earlier, it didn’t have any electrons in the battery, so it was a paperweight today. It would have done a much better job of the field of cosmos than my iPhone.

I probably would have taken a lot more pictures of the flora if I didn’t think that would turn me into my father. I’m already collecting cameras like he did.

My uncle has weird ideas of how I need to eat more meat or something, so he took me to the “Volks Family Restaurant” where he told me to order a lunch steak like he did. I had a doria instead. It’s sorta like a casserole. Volks was near his prize-winning garden (he won a prize last year and this year as well).

There’s both my pseudo-aunt and pseudo-uncle at the garden.

The garden and Volks are also close to the Minoo waterfall. I haven’t been there since my first date with my ex-fiancee about 20 years ago. Here’s my aunt (on the right) and my pseudo-aunt in front of the waterfall.

We hung around their house for a while and had dinner at the cafeteria near the garden. Today I had several of the things I wanted to eat last year all on the same day again: roasted Japanese sweet potatoes at the waterfall, and croquettes and roast mackerel at the cafeteria. Oh, and a co-worker from Mitsubishi who lives in my relatives’ neighborhood stopped by and we talked about old times for a while. Another uneventful but fun day in Japan.

4 thoughts on “They sprung my ma.”

  1. Ah Volks! Natsukashii, ne. I used to go there when I lived in Kyoto. It was the only place I could find an actual salad. Thanks for triggering my memories!

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