yesterday we went swimming again. we hadn't gone in about three days because: on thursday i was tired, on friday yoshi had a drinking party, and on saturday we spent the entire afternoon with his coworkers. it wasn't so very crowded at the pool on a sunday afternoon, i quite enjoyed it.

when i got there, there was an american woman whom i had seen only once before. she said hello to me and we talked a bit. she has lived in munakata for thirty years. wow, i thought, in japan for thirty years! we didn't talk long (though she did ask me how i got the bruises on my leg!) as she was getting out. but afterwards i realized: i'm thirty-one years old. she's been in japan for nearly as long as i've been alive! that's just amazing!