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Emma: Well, Andy and I are both getting over a strange fluey virus we caught in the recent cool weather.
Andy was in a soccer tournament the weekend before last in Nagano. It was held in the mountains and it was freezing cold. The clouds were very low and it rained. I think Andy plans to write about the tournament itself, but his team- the British Embassy team - made it to the quarter finals where they lost. I spent most of the time in our room reading and slothing out. It was a nice change of scenery and actually a great weekend of doing not much at all.
I have managed to secure another interview for this coming week after a bit of a drought. So that's something to look forward to and to prepare for.
We went to lunch with Andy's employer Jack again today. His daughter Glory, who is also a student of Andy's, came too. They then took us to a nearby temple that houses the second largest buddha in Japan. We wandered around a bit, fed the carp and then I killed a mosquito on Andy's head.
ANDY: A while indeed since my last blog entry during which time we went to Nagano for a soccer tournament. We took the bullet train (my first trip on one) from Tokyo to Ueda and eventually found the place after a further bus trip and a hotel shuttle. Nagano is a ski resort basically and has some farming in the area.
So anyhow, since Nagano one of the English schools I work for has asked me to work Tuesdays and Wednesdays from midday till 9pm. This week as a result I have been flat out working at both schools and have found it quite stressful. Emma reminded me that teaching is like a performance and that being nervous is quite natural. I hope I get used to it soon.
My other employer took us out for lunch again today and then afterwards we went to a local temple. I dont think Emma really enjoyed it unfortunately and after we had fed the fish in the pond and wandered around a bit she slapped me on the melon as if to say "Come on... Let's get out of here!" I swung around in shock - apparently there was a mozzie on my head (a likely story).