Today the first snow of ‘winter’ became visible on our nearby mountain, and my lord has it gotten cold. If I understood correctly (and let’s face it this is a BIG if), my room doesn’t have a heater, but does have under floor heating which takes approximately 2 hours to warm up. This meant that I was forced into doing my Japanese study in a hoody, winter’s coat, scarf and hat, which all had to be removed immediately if anyone was heard approaching my room, so as not to cause offense. I also tried my best to avoid showing my hands to anyone; for fear that I would be taken to the nearest hospital.
This afternoon we braved the artic conditions and went hunting for mushrooms in the nearby mountains. I was extremely successful in finding every single type of poisonous mushroom that was indigenous to Japan, but less so in the detection of fungi that one could actually eat without the slightly troublesome side effect of imminent death. Thankfully Mr. and Mrs. Sasaki actually did have a clue what they were doing, and I am pretty sure that none of my ‘finds’ made it into the evening’s dinner, fingers crossed.