Bang Bang Bang

It seems rather typical that on a morning I had planned to sleep in, after having to get up at 6:30 for a full day trip to Nagasaki and not getting back to bed until midnight, I get woken up by the doorbell at 9am. It's the guys who are painting the roof (amongst other things) for the next month and they want me to move my car so they can set up the scaffolding. I wander blearily outside, have to speak Japanese to explain, yes, I really am just going to pull my car forwad and back it into the space next to me, and then I go back in to try to get a half hour of sleep before they really start putting up the scaffolding (and if you can sleep through something like that, god bless you and I hate you:P).

Now I get to wander half-dead around my flat listening to them put up a prison around my apartment. Also have a (so-far) mild cold in that I been hacking up snot all morning. Also, have run out of tissues.

Will report on Nagasaki when I'm more coherent/in a better mood.

Bang Bang Bang

It seems rather typical that on a morning I had planned to sleep in, after having to get up at 6:30 for a full day trip to Nagasaki and not getting back to bed until midnight, I get woken up by the doorbell at 9am. It's the guys who are painting the roof (amongst other things) for the next month and they want me to move my car so they can set up the scaffolding. I wander blearily outside, have to speak Japanese to explain, yes, I really am just going to pull my car forwad and back it into the space next to me, and then I go back in to try to get a half hour of sleep before they really start putting up the scaffolding (and if you can sleep through something like that, god bless you and I hate you:P).

Now I get to wander half-dead around my flat listening to them put up a prison around my apartment. Also have a (so-far) mild cold in that I been hacking up snot all morning. Also, have run out of tissues.

Will report on Nagasaki when I'm more coherent/in a better mood.