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A Rainy End 3

Posted in art, bad luck, development, japan  by ryan on September 13th, 2007

The next weekend/ the last weekend I took everything else from my old apartment to my friend’s old apartment, …where I live now. I went to his farewell party and came back to Nagano to drop my old company’s car off.

The place they had me living when I 1st went to Nagano has a famous double waterfall which is impossibly difficult to get to. I’d always wanted to go there and paint a picture of it/ just go there somehow, but every atttempt I’d ever made was foiled.

The only thing I had with me on my last day in Nagano was my bag of paint/ easel/ etc..

It was raining and foggy then too though, so not only could I not paint a picture of the double waterfalls, I couldn’t even see them when I did finally make it there.

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They sounded nice.

I got the car back to my old company in the evening, and by some coincidence, theye happened to be in the process of moving their office across the road (for half the rent). I gave them a hand for a little while, and then it was night, and they gave me a ride to a train station where I got a ticket all the way back to my new apartment.

While I was on the train, my new company called me a few times to give me information on where + how I should get to work on my 1st day (early the next morning).

My phone battery was weak, and getting weaker, and using a cell phone on a train is generally discouraged, so I said I’d call them back when I got off the Shinkansen.

But somewhere between Shinkansen ticket gates - my shinkansen tickets disappeared, so I had to explain this and that and the color of the hair of the man who sold me the ticket to the group of JR staff nearer to my destination. They said that they were allowed to charge me triple the total fare for not having a ticket, but they only re-charged me the cost of traveling down the last few stations.

My new company called again at 10pm, when I was finally on a local train towards my new city. They didn’t have anything especially interesting to say. I told them to go home, as it was 10pm.

I had to dig around for something to wear to work the next morning, I got to sleep really late, and I had to wake up early to make it there in time. I wasn’t looking forward to doing it, but it wasn’t so bad when it was all through.

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