Rhythm

I had a series of thoughts about what I wanted to write today. They all have successfully left my head and left me with nothing to say. This is my fourth or fifth attempt at the start of an entry, and I've still got nothing.

Hmm, what to mention. Perhaps that I'm going to embark on a cultural exchange next week? That's the plan anyway. There are many reasons why I think this will be a good idea, all of which I won't tell you until after the fact. I'm being reserved - having worked myself up already, I don't need to start getting other people excited. Besides, I hate getting in touch with people when things are about one to two months out of date. I guess all the pent up questions are good for starting conversation, but sometimes it's better to just to keep it steady and not get too far ahead of myself.

I'm going diving this weekend. A small group is heading out to the Kerama Islands - some for snorkeling, some for diving. I'm going to try and get three in on Saturday, putting a few more hours in the log book. I hear it's beautiful, and since there appears to be clear weather coming for the next few days, I'm excited!

It would be too easy, however, if all I had to do was go diving. No. The night before, this Friday, is the night that two of my schools chose to hold their 観月会　かんげつかい moon-related party (exact definition escapes me at the moment). I'm at a loss, however, to describe how bowling and drinking and eating have anything to do with the moon, other than the fact that the moon will exist during all of these moments. Regardless, my goal is not to get drunk - in fact, not to drink at all since I've got to get home to sleep - and be rested enough for a long day on the boat.

So maybe this week of feeling like crap and hacking a lung into hand towels will give way to something a little more pleasant - some time to kick back with the teachers, a beautiful day spent above and below water, and a nice Sunday of nothing to relax, nurse the sunburn, and watch a few DVDs.

All this followed by a full five days at my first school. Don't tell anyone, but I think it may be my favorite. Waisu desu.