This weekend I went with the "daddy" and Marin kun hiking the mountains, " Tateyama, which is here. The trip was a bit palizón, because it took a handful of hours by bus, but it was an interesting experience.
We stayed in a hotel that had rooms available oriental and western style, and of course, to head east. While we were having dinner, we took the futon. The truth is that it is good, but still I have the Western chip and once I got the shoes on the mat area, and I fell
Monday, August 30, 2010
Sunday, August 22, 2010
Congratulations Messages
such.
Already in the Narita airport and a monumental fatigue, I expected a man to get along with my family. He said a "wait here a moment please", to which internally thought "take! I understood! ". Once inside the taxi I was fried.
The host family very well. As I said in a previous post, there are three, the father (who tells me to call him "Dad" because that's what they call the children), Marin and Yuki san san. The father, 60 tacos, very jovial and enormous vitality. The kids very Majete.
Well, with the language, I see them and me the desire. Al
Already in the Narita airport and a monumental fatigue, I expected a man to get along with my family. He said a "wait here a moment please", to which internally thought "take! I understood! ". Once inside the taxi I was fried.
The host family very well. As I said in a previous post, there are three, the father (who tells me to call him "Dad" because that's what they call the children), Marin and Yuki san san. The father, 60 tacos, very jovial and enormous vitality. The kids very Majete.
Well, with the language, I see them and me the desire. Al
Thursday, August 19, 2010
Tuesday, August 10, 2010
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