Rain Storm
When I started planning Sara's time while she was here I thought that it would be fun to travel a little bit. Being in Japan is an experience and I wanted us to visit some different parts of Japan while she was here and not get stuck in Yokosuka. So after some help from one of the chaplains and some other people, I decided that it would be fun to go to Hakone. It’s more of a small town village in the mountains that has some good places to hike, but its more famous for its many onsens. Onsens are hot springs and apparently Hakone has a lot of them. Anyways so after Eigisan's on Sunday Sara and I planned our little trip. We decided to go to a place called Yunessun, which is this Japanese onsen park thing place. It seemed pretty cool and so we decided to go for it. We made a reservation with one of the youth hostels in Hakone and planned on leaving early Monday morning.
We arrived at the youth hostel and got settled in to our room. We soon decided that we were hungry and wanted some food. The host wasn't making dinner that night and so he told us to take a bus down to the main village and eat at this ramen restaurant. So we left and waited in the rain at the bus stop for about 10 minutes. We finally made it to the ramen restaurant that was the only store open at 7 o'clock in the whole village. We met some guy named Stan from NY. We enjoyed some good, warm ramen, had a nice conversation and then got ready to leave for the youth hostel. Then the excitement came. I didn't really prepare for rain, well I'm not really prepared for rain at all. We had bought an umbrella from a convenience store earlier and we probably should have bought two. Anyways, upon leaving the ramen restaurant we found ourselves in the middle of a rainstorm...like the worst one I have ever been in. I haven't been in rain that much so it probably wasn't horrible, but it was still raining pretty hard. We ran to the bus stop, which luckily had some cover and waited for our bus. After the bus came and picked us up we rode it to our stop and when I saw the door open and how hard it was raining I thought to myself, "Oh this should be fun. Our dad will be proud of us." Our youth hostel was about 1/4 of a mile away, which was far enough away for us to get soaked, super soaked. I had jeans on, a shirt, long sleeve shirt, and sweater, which the rain got through all of them. The umbrella was of no use because it was so windy that it would've have just broken. So we sprinted. It was especially fun when the wind would blow at us and so we would get hit by more raindrops than usual.
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