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Maybe the next day was Saturday. If it was, then I did paintball the next day. This is nifty. I've never had a website with any real purpose to it. I did paintball on Saturday with my cousins' youth group. Pretty nifty. Do you want to hear about it? Maybe later. I have other stuff to do, and plenty more to talk about. Like public baths.
Saturday night, I think it was, we went to a public bath. I'll spare you most of the details, but ignoring certain aspects, it was alright. The water was really hot. It was kind of refreshing, although it did make me feel a little faint. Outside of the window I hear an emergency vehicle. They all have just one siren: a real slow wee oh wee oh wee oh wee oh. Not real exciting. They look kind of weird too, but I was talking about public baths. Actually I was just about done talking about public baths. We walked back home and hung out until bedtime.
We probably played Age of Empires. Actually no, that was before, wasn't it? Saturday night we messed around with the electric guitar, electric bass and keyboard. The keyboard was electric too. My uncle had just bought the electric guitar while the older children, myself and sister (I forgot to tell you my sister came too, didn't I?) included, were at paintball. Are you following all this ramblage?
Sunday morning we all went to the 8:00 church service. It was really neat. God is alive here, too. Only about 1% of Japan's population is Christian. That kind of means that there aren't too many "complacent"/"nominal" Christians, but not really because there are some here, too. What defines a "complacent" Christian anyway? Church was cool, then Sunday School was neat too. It's always good to see how different churches do different things, and this church in Tokyo was no different.
After church, we went to an Indian (not Native American, think about it) restaurant. The had something called...I forget the name, oh yeah...nan (pronounced not) bread. So when you say it, it sounds funny. "Let's order some non-bread" If it's not bread, what is it...? A little bit of humor there. You could give a polite little laugh so as to not hurt my feelings. Nan bread and curry. Yum yum. Almost as good as my aunt's cooking. Then we went home. Later that day, me and my cousin went to a really nice car dealership. They sold Lamborghinis. And Porsches. And some other nicer cars, too, but even the Porsches were boring compared to the totally awesome Lamborghini Diablo GT. We took some pictures of these on their digital camera already, but they aren't quite ready for posting yet. Soon, I hope.
Then we went to church. Maybe we ate supper, then went to church. Or vice versa. I am not sure what we had for supper, I think lasagna. Or that might have been Saturday. I don't remember when, but sometime while I was here, my aunt made really good lasagna. Back to the evening service, though. We went early because my two older cousins are in the youth praise band and were going to practice. I ended up singing with them during the service. Pretty fun. Then we went home, I think. And maybe ate supper, unless we had beforehand. Then we hung out, I played Age of Empires until late and then went to bed. Which brings us to this morning. I woke up early, again. (Probably jet lag) So I went online, and talked with a few friends back in the United States. I was going to work on home work, but then I got started with this. My cousins are off at school now, and my aunt is going to take us to see some of her perspective of Japan. So, I'd better wrap this up for now. Hopefully, I can get you all updates later as I move into the future. As it is, I can only recall more of the past, and shape the present. (Wasn't that a dramatic way to end?)
Now you can go to Update #1