Noheji? No problem!

Kevin and I sleep on the second floor across from Masahiro and Shiho. Mike was downstairs on the couch. We all snoozed soundly, and woke up without too much trouble.Masahiro and Shiho had breakfast already prepared for Kevin and I by the time we made our way down the stairs. The TV was on, something about a pop star trying to catch a fish with their bare hands.

We eat Yasai Curry and rice. Its taste is good.

Eventually, Kevin, Mike, and I become posessed with the inspiration to go out into the farmland and make a shamisen movie, like we have done so many times before. Most of the motivation for this sprung from the fact that we have a battery powered amp and we wanted

 to blast Eminem out in the middle of rural Japan. So we did.

Our adventuring evolved into this short movie, seen here: Shamisen Twilight Zone.

Once we had our fill of nonsense and hip hop, Masahiro wanted to start our Monsters of Shamisen album photo shoot. So, naturally, the three monsters donned their tie-dye shirts and marched out into the grass field. We took some videos and got great pics.

By then it was already the afternoon. We had been wanting to visit the beach. Particularly, an area with old boats that Kevin remembers going to when he was a kid. By his navigation, we manage to find the small road leading to the section of coast that is home to the decrepit vessels.

We park the car as far in as we can and start walking.

In the distance I notice a giant white mound. It looks like garbage or maybe rocks, I'm not really 

sure. As we near, I realize that it is neither trash nor stone, but rather a massive pile of shells... only in Japan folks. I take it upon myself to climb to the top of it and check out the view. It manages to be quite difficult due to the fact that there is no place to gain solid footing and the shells break under my weight, but I perservere.

Making my way down after taking some pictures is also another story. Imagine surfing a wave of shells.

When I make my way over to the boats, Kevin is filming Masahiro play shamisen for some reason, I'm not really sure why, but that's not important.

We take some pictures and enjoy the rotting wooden eyesores as much as humanly possible. It 

sort of made me think of The Goonies or something.

On the way home we make sure to pick any extra supplies we need for our barbeque.

When we're home, Masahiro and I set up the barbeque pit while the other guys prepare the food.

It goes quite nicely, and Masahiro is definitely no chump with BBQ. We eat lots of fish and vegetablesl; I'm glad there were no hotdogs.

After we eat, the way we decide to pass the time, of all things, is to play hide and seek. Masahiro is a little drunk, so we make sure that he is doing the seeking.

End result of thee rounds: Mike Penny is the ultimate hide and seek master, and Kevin cheats (he climbed out a window).

The fast paced action of hiding wore us out and we all went to bed.