Mr. Fuji

I'm quite pleased because on my way to and from uni, I can see Mt. Fuji if it is a clear day andnot hazy at all (it is very far away and only visible because it is so huge.)

In Japanese Mt Fuji is called 富士山 which is pronounced fuji san. This sounds like Mr. Fuji, but the san means mountain in this case but I still like to think of him as a person. I told someone at uni the first time I saw it and they seemed to think I was trying to pass any old hill off as Japan's most sacred mountain. I think you can agree there is no mistaking him with his snowy hat on top.

There are unfortunately lots of wires and stuff but that is just how Japan seems to be everywhere- some of the dodgy wiring looks quite dangerous actually.

On my way home I go past this wooded green area and I decided finally to stop my bike and go and take a look inside (I can't quite read the entire sign so I'm not entirely sure if I am allowed in and I asked a passer by who also didn't know, so I just went in.)

It was really peaceful and a million miles from the small town centre where my uni is, let alone the hustle and bustle of Tokyo centre. There was lots of Bamboo and I think one day soon I will go there and have a proper look because I was too scared of being arrested to stay longer than 5 minutes. I also needed to get home because I was really hungry.

I played tennis again yesterday which was quite tiring but definitely fun. I feel quite sorry for whoever gets paired up with me because I managed to get a fault 8 times when it was my turn to serve in doubles. Thankfully my Japanese skills have expanded enough to let me say "I am so bad that it is very embarrassing." Although the Japanese people all assure me that I'm very talented which I highly doubt because they also told me I am fluent in Japanese which is very nice of them but not true. Afterwards we went for noodles which was nice.