That's what you're greeted with whenever you walk into a store here. The word is "irashaimase" and it basically means "welcome", but it's all slurred together into a one or two syllable word and yelled at you. Nothing like strangers screaming at you to make you feel welcome.
Weather has sucked since I got back from Fukuoka, so waiting for a break to go hiking. I did go downtown today, and got me some Filet o' Fish from McDonald's. It's the least fish-like fish product I can get in Japan, and I went for it. That seems really stupid.
There were also two guys in the underpass playing guitar. The past 5 times I went to town there was a guy down there, and neither of these kids were him so this was a nice change of pace for me to throw money at a different person for once.
Another thing that I'm having trouble finding: microwaveable popcorn. It's not something I would really even think about, but I'm sick of pringles, ritz crackers, and random bread treats, so I figured I'd have some popcorn, and I can only find that prepopped crap. Unless it's that awesome white cheddar stuff or it comes in a 6 foot long thin plastic tube from Big Lots, then I'm not eating prepopped popcorn.
I'm American, dammit. We have standards.
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