Still not entirely sure how it happened, but I ended up presenting a workshop at the Sasaguri JET midyear seminar - "Language Activities to Foster Basic and Practical Communication Abilities."
The mountains of Sasaguri...
During the workshop, having cleverly distracted the 40-odd JETs and Japanese Teachers with cunningly disguised "activities", Kathy and I took a break for a photo op. Kathy was responsible for doing nearly all things Japanese for the workshop, and I owe her a sincere debt of gratitude for all her co-presenting/moderating/language help. What this means is she's entitled to have me assassinate one person of her choosing, no questions asked, at a time and place to be determined. Or something.
Fellow reprobate Bobby, who tries to convince everybody he's all noble and "Christian" [Hi Bobby!] was kind enough to give me, Kathy and Tim a lift to and fro from Sasaguri, so to pay him back we took him out to eat the last day of the seminar.
We ended up going to a place he knew called [wait for it]... Chili Joe! "The best mexican food in Fukuoka." And it truly was. Mexican, tex-mex and all that kinda thing is a rarity here in the land of the Rising Sun, so to find a restaurant that makes great mexican food - homemade salsa and guacamole, lots of sour cream, burritos, chimichangas... the works. My new favorite restaurant. [For the name alone... CHILI JOE!!!!!]
No man takes my quesadilla. And lives.
Any restaurant with a giant chili on the wall? With a mustache? Two big thumbs up!!!! Sandy and I went back on Friday and indulged as well, it was so good...
hahaha! I never claimed to be noble!
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