Everyone in our ward is so kind. On Friday the professional kimono lady dressed us up and today a family in the ward invited us to come with them to see some ancient ruins. We went with them, the sister missionaries, and three other Americans. It was really funny. Over the entire day we covered a lot of ground. We drove from the church at Fujisaki to wherever the Historical Park is, and from there to Marinoa World (home to a large Ferris Wheel).
Our group in our war tunics. (we didn't wear them the whole time)
Our fierce inner warrior cannot be contained. I wonder what everyone around us thought . . . 
We just had too. I didn't have enough self control to not do such a cheesy tourist thing.
Lunch was awesome! Noodles come shooting down the bamboo slide and you grab them with your chopsticks and dip them in your cup of sauce. You get better with practice. Kinda.
My mouth was so full I couldn't breathe.
A view from the watchtower of the reconstructed village.
The entire area looked like this. There were rice paddies and fields. The mountains were covered in mist, there were green forests, we passed bamboo thickets, all the houses had tiled roofs, it smelled perfect. I took this picture from the car on the way there. It rained all day though, but wow. It was gorgeous.
A view from the watchtower of the reconstructed village.
The entire area looked like this. There were rice paddies and fields. The mountains were covered in mist, there were green forests, we passed bamboo thickets, all the houses had tiled roofs, it smelled perfect. I took this picture from the car on the way there. It rained all day though, but wow. It was gorgeous.
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