Old friends

Yesterday was really the first day of catching up with my old Japanese exchange mates. Yuma and Daichi (a friend of mine's old host brother) had just returned from their post-school ski trip up in the mountains, so yesterday we decided to get out and about.

First we rode to a new shopping mall called 'Ario' where we ate Udon for lunch and chatted up some little Japanese surfer girls in Billabong. When we got the chance, we also headed into the Myer equivalent to buy a new belt for myself, as my old one was a freebee with my wallet and is almost at breaking point.

When we were done there, we rode our bikes for a bit down the main drag until we came to a colourful building titled 'Big Echo'. I didn't have to think twice about what sort of building it was. What is it with Japanese and Karaoke!? I've been wrapped into it three times in the last two and a half weeks I've been here! It's crazy..

Nevertheless, we all gave it a fair crack singing for about 2 hours straight. By the end of the session it was clear to me that there was obviously some hidden talent in the room- 'Closet idols' as I refer to them. As for my talent, I'm getting closer and closer to handing myself in to the nearest police depo under charges regarding public disturbance. If I turn myself in, they should go easier on me.