A small crowd had set up chairs/tents and was barbecuing on the sidelines. Between the music and the cheering crowd, the atmosphere was awesome. There was one grandmaster teaching the others how to do advanced stunts. He was sweating a lot, like Beispel on the bus to DMB except less tears.
After watching for a bit we were invited to jump in. Dick was more of a liability than anything else.
By the time we had our fun slackin' the string and made our way to the sumo gym, tickets for the day had sold out. We bought tickets for Tuesday instead and were on our way out when we met a sumo preparing for his next match.
Japanese Mike Green
Our next destination was Takayama, a small city located in the Japanese Alps. The receptionist at our hostel was very excited to tell us she had American treats in the communal snack bowl on her desk. We politely declined her offer with an "ugh!" when we saw that her idea of an American snack was half a Fruit by the Foot in a bowl of onion chips.
An American classic
"I thought Americans loved this snack!" she exclaimed, surprised.
After we checked in we settled in and enjoyed a little down time for the first time in our trip and went to bed early. Tomorrow we'd be hiking the Alps.
TIPS AND OBSERVATIONS FROM DAY 6:
- 7/11 is on every corner, in every mall, at every train station, everywhere. It even has its brand of own ATM's in the local banks.
- Best Purchase: 88 cent half-gallon waters from 7/11.
- Worst item brought from home: Pants. Heavy in the backpack, hot on the legs. We carry everything with us in one backpac each, so every pound counts and pants have no business in Japan.
- Biggest dupe: Cat toy at the morning market for ¥300.
Nope, that's just some sticks you found on the ground.
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