The day after we arrived in Japan, my mom, sister and I went on a tourists` bus tour with an English-speaking guide. It was great, because for once I could understand all of the history behind the sights we were seeing. Usually the Japanese words for things like *reclamation* and *Ministry of Magic* are too difficult for me to understand. (Okay, maybe not Ministry of Magic, but you get the idea).
So on this tour we visited the Tokyo Tower, the Imperial Palace, Asakusa Temple, and the area known as Ginza. At Japanese temples, you can pay some amount of money (usually 100yen) and shake a wooden cylinder filled with sticks. One of the sticks falls from a hole in the canister, and it has a number written on it. You remember the number, put the stick back in the can, and walk up to a big shelf with numbered cubicles. When you find your number cubby, you take out a piece of paper. This paper has your fortune written on it. The fortunes range from SUPER GOOD! to SUPER BAD!, which varying degrees of goods and bads inbetween.
My sister got a SUPER GOOD! fortune. It said, among other things, that `the lost article will be found. The sick person will recover. It is a good time to buy and sell, etc.` This morning, as I was tidying up, I found a really old hair clip that my sister lost once upon a time and has, for years, been lamenting the loss of. THE LOST ARTICLE HAS BEEN FOUND.!
I, on the other hand, picked the BAD! fortune. It was pretty much a list of the worst possible outcomes of everything. It ended with *Everything is bad, so be patient*. And so I, Miss Recently Allergic to Cats, have become the unwilling bedmate of my grandma:s cat, and for two mornings in a row, have found cat fur floating in my morning coffee.
Go figure.
Eh, such is life.
PS: Nope, haven:t heard of Pimpong, nor have I seen Ping Pong (Japanese comedy). I miss you goons!
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