Written on Saturday 6th of Feb, 2010 at 11:02 pm
Our last day in Japan wasn’t as busy and rushed as the rest of the trip. We packed up and left the hotel at 9:30 am and as we drove off it started to snow. It’s been so cold ever since we arrived 4 days ago but this was the first time it snowed. It was a nice farewell present from Osaka.
We went to a pearl jewellery store where a man in a suit showed us how to dissect clams and how pearls were made. He made a girl in our tour group model a few pearl necklaces. I thought pearls only suited older women but it looked alright. Then he pulled out a pearl from a fresh clam and did a lucky draw to see who got to keep it. None of my family won, but my dad ended up buying a pearl for my mum anyway.
After the show we were left to wander the store. I ended up chatting to one of the sales clerks. She was Japanese but grew up in Canada so we spoke English to each other. It’s been awhile since I had an enjoyable conversation in English, because my family doesn’t count. Plus she was cute.
Osaka definitely has a higher percentage of good looking gals than anywhere else I’ve been. So it wasn’t the weather making my glasses fog up. However, almost every girl was caked in make-up. I didn’t notice until I started to see girls overdoing it. Cheeks pinker than fresh ham, skin with no pores and eyelashes long enough to be weapons.
After that we went to an outlet plaza. It was just a shopping area full of international brands - nothing uniquely Japanese. I spent most of my time in a music store playing on a miniature piano.
And that was our day. At night we went to the airport and in the morning arrived back in Hong Kong. It was going to be our last day here too.
Our last day in Japan wasn’t as busy and rushed as the rest of the trip. We packed up and left the hotel at 9:30 am and as we drove off it started to snow. It’s been so cold ever since we arrived 4 days ago but this was the first time it snowed. It was a nice farewell present from Osaka.
We went to a pearl jewellery store where a man in a suit showed us how to dissect clams and how pearls were made. He made a girl in our tour group model a few pearl necklaces. I thought pearls only suited older women but it looked alright. Then he pulled out a pearl from a fresh clam and did a lucky draw to see who got to keep it. None of my family won, but my dad ended up buying a pearl for my mum anyway.
After the show we were left to wander the store. I ended up chatting to one of the sales clerks. She was Japanese but grew up in Canada so we spoke English to each other. It’s been awhile since I had an enjoyable conversation in English, because my family doesn’t count. Plus she was cute.
Osaka definitely has a higher percentage of good looking gals than anywhere else I’ve been. So it wasn’t the weather making my glasses fog up. However, almost every girl was caked in make-up. I didn’t notice until I started to see girls overdoing it. Cheeks pinker than fresh ham, skin with no pores and eyelashes long enough to be weapons.
After that we went to an outlet plaza. It was just a shopping area full of international brands - nothing uniquely Japanese. I spent most of my time in a music store playing on a miniature piano.
And that was our day. At night we went to the airport and in the morning arrived back in Hong Kong. It was going to be our last day here too.
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