jellyfish is not oeshi

some notes from today....
just got home from authentic chinese restaurant at flash hotel where tomi`s uncle is head chef. he cooked us a 5 course meal, and we ate for 1 1/2 hours. insane! I had jelly fish, fish eggs and shark fin soup (although i didn:t know that was what i was eating at the time). it didnt look like soup, more like thick noodle stew. It was all very oeshi (yummy?), except the jellyfish....tasted exactly like i would expect it to taste....
Tomis uncle has asked us to go out with him for yakitori (japanese bbq meat skewers) dinner on saturday and he is setting up tomi on a bit of a blind date, but less intrusive because he and i will be there too. tomi is pretty nervous, its really funny. he keeps saying "bloody my uncle, bloody my uncle" instead of "arggh, my bloody uncle". Today he translated during japanese tea ceremony and said "we have just scratched the face of japanese culture" but meant to say scratched the surface....ha ha.
Also, played more volleyball and recruited some more drills for my team, and got dibs on good deals on some vballs so may bring some back with me from tokyo. met a boy in a pe class named "Daik" pronounced Dyke. Yes, i had to get him to repeat it.....
have yet to try the hole in the ground toilet....but will get brave tomorrow....maybe.....a little bit too much fecal matter still in the stall for me to jump at the opportunity to try it out.