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J-chan and I got really excited after running into my former students, who serenaded us with tunes in front of Koriyama Station.
It's quite the cliche, but my last few months in Fuku flew by. I still haven't published any lengthy blogs on my departure, mainly because I feel like I'm in a glass case of emotion. (That's right, Ron Burgundy.) One of my favourite memories would have to be the surprise party thrown by some friends. I wrote about the whole thing here. It was my first surprise birthday ever, and it'll forever be etched in my memory. I felt all warm and fuzzy seeing tables lined with people who made an effort to hang out with me for the night, and didn't let the secret slip out! I miss that immense sense of community in Fuku.
A small group of us watched a basketball game in Sendai last November, catching a glimpse of pint-sized "Take-kun" sinking all the baskets for his team. (I found the lion mascot's dance moves were fun to watch, too!) While sitting in the bleachers, J-chan and R-chan secretly brewed up the idea to have one last hurrah in June. (Kill two birds with one stone, eh? Celebrate my birthday and enjoy some beer at the Asahi beer garden one last time).
Cheers to all the lovely friends I made in Japan. I love you, baby, Fukushima!
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