House Party

Saturday night we kick started our Halloween festivities by attending a house party of a friend of a friends. When you say “house party” in Japan one might conjure up images of a small gathering including wine and nibblies in a tiny studio apartment. We rocked up expecting to meet 5 other people and be sat around a table discussing the state of our modern lives. Our eyes lit up when we got to the door to find at least 100 other pairs of shoes. Inside there were people wall to wall. We managed to squeeze our way through to find a sweet spot on the balcony. The details of the night get a little sketchy after this point. But I do recall telling the most convoluted bullshit story to some poor innocent J-girl who listened and nodded in all the right places. “I do miss my 4 horses I keep at home in England but my husband and I are loving Japan”, “yes, we met at law school”, “I know, we do look young to be able to afford such a huge mansion in the country but my parents are rich”, “yes, that's Naomi, she was my bridesmaid”, “yeah a beautiful coral taffeta dress”. We thought we had given away the game after we told her that Naomi doesn't speak much English, she’s Dutch. The girl instantly starts speaking to Naomi in Dutch. “aah, eer did I say Dutch? I meant Deutch”. I vaguely remember this cute J-boy that I fed some more bollocks to. “How old are you?”, “19? Really? Me too!” Apparently I was quite taken with him because the next day I found about 15 photos of us on my camera. Anyhow, the party was so cool I think I actually enjoyed my hang-over at work on Sunday. We will be continuing our Halloween stint at the biggest nite-club in Asia this Saturday night. I’m going all out with the costume and wearing some clip on cat ears. I can’t help being poverty stricken. It will be hot anyhow.