prescribed some medicines (3 of the 4 we would just use Robitussin for but there are no over-the-counter medicines here) for my throat. They then sent me to the hospital saying they wanted a surgeon to cut my toe open to let the puss out. But they just looked at it and told me to put some cream on it twice a day and come back on Saturday. Way better than having someone cut into you. So I have to take 5 pills three times per day and put cream on my toe twice per day. I have added a lot of Vitamin C and a heavy duty multi-vitamin to that mess....at my own accord. Awesomely, I found an almost completely full super-sized bottle of Kirkland daily multi-vitamin and minerals in the apartment. Yes, God loves me. As further evidence of this fact, there was also a brand new copy of "The Prestige" in the apartment when I got here. Seth, Kurt, and I were talking about watching it before I left but didn't get to. So, two nights ago I watched it. Courtesy of God and whatever angel bought it from who knows which Walmart.Yesterday I went to a neighboring prefecture (Ehime) for a multi-district Day Camp. It was a festival-style fundraiser to help EFY kids get to EFY. There was a beautiful porcelain Japanese doll in a kimono for only 500 yen ($5.00) but it was in a glass case and pretty big. I wasn't sure how I would get it home. I should have bought it anyway. On the way there a boy who was going to college in Takamatsu was in my car and very curious about me. He asked me questions the whole way there. It took about 2.5 hours. It looked quite overcast yesterday but he explained that what I was seeing was what is called the "Yellow Sand." It is sand that has been blown from the Kobe desert in China to Japan and it is at times so thick that it blocks out the sun. I met two Bolivians from my district while there. They are brothers. The elder brother, Luis, has been in Japan for 9 years and the younger brother, Alejandro, has been there for 7. They are both married. Luis has 2 girls (9 and 5) and Alejandro has one. They are all in Bolivia still. Louis says they are both accustomed to being away from their families. They both speak enough Japanese and English to translate for me and if they don't know what to say in English they just tell me in Spanish and I understand. Haha...it's an odd system but works. Now I know what it must have been like for my friend, Clark, on his mission when he needed to teach in Basque. By the end of the day I had eaten some great Japanese food, made great English and Spanish conversation, and attempted to make a ceramic bowl. The pottery specialist had to fix mine. Wish I had taken pics of that for y'all.
Today I went to Marugame Castle to see the Golden Week festival. There were a ton of street vendors selling food. I climbed the mountain up to the castle where I took some pics of Japanese people dressing up in historic attire. They looked so honored to have an Amerikan taking a picture of them. Some even took pictures of me...and I wasn't even dressed up. I suppose I was the highlight of some of their days. They are all so eager to see and say hello to the Amerikan. I would have taken more pictures but my batteries ran out. While at the castle I heard a lot of banging that sounded like a band warming up...with no structure or musical desirability. When I got back down to the street I found out why. Every 40 feet or so there was a group playing drums and chimes to people doing dragon dances. Each group was playing a different song so put together it sounded terrible. But each group had a definite beat and song.
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