Typhoon final report. We got all dressed up to meet a dozen - TopicsExpress

Typhoon final report. We got all dressed up to meet a dozen cousins at a fancy Shibuya restaurant. On the way to the station, Kenro crashed on his bike and got a beautiful strawberry on his knee. Ouch! Cleaned and bandaged, we board the train. Arriving at Shibuya, the typhoon hits; umbrellas destroyed, hairdos ruined, smart clothing soaked. All arrive (more or less) safely; great to meet some new family members and long missed cousins. The margaritas and mojitas flow, party games and pseudo Mexican food (this is Japan) enjoyed, then time to go... But the typhoon strikes again, more ferocious than ever; were stuck. The staff is very kind and allows us to stay another hour. So, we order two more pitchers of lime maggies, guacamole and chips, and Bobs your uncle. The weather lightens, and we all head home, some to nearby hotels, and others home by train. At our station, tired but happy, we go to get our bikes. Kenros new bike has been stolen! No one at the the police station, so we walk home while having a philosophical discussion regarding the relative safety of various societies. Finally home, we shower, dress our physical and emotional wounds, clean the mess the three cats have wrought in our absence, and at last, climb into bed. All is good.