I woke up at 7am. At 11am, I went to Gemeente Castricum to register my address but my documents had lacked. I have to visit Japan embassy on another day. I complained about it to an immigrant agent because they’ve checked all of the documents. I stopped by HEMA to get a plastic cup for gurgle. I came back home then I went out with Jan on his TOYOTA car. We started toward to kajac shop. He explained to me the view of the Netherlands scenery. There are cows, horses, and birds. It made me feel like I’m floating on clouds. I appreciate my mother, who brought me up as a healthy person from the bottom of my heart. We reached the kajac shop after half an hour. In front of the shop, a beautiful lake, river or canal was spreading out there. In the shop, there are many colorful kajacs. Jan was excited because he has been doing kajac for 30 years. I wanted to do that, too. At 3:30pm, we arrived at our home. I did a design task for a client for two hours. I had leftover bento meals from the previous day. After dinner, Jan called me from downstairs. He invited me to have dinner but I had already done it. However, I happily accepted his offer. He served me a canned beer and a small cup of beef and bean cream soup. We talked and he played the guitar with singing a song. I brought a bottle of white wine then we continued talking. He gave me an ice cream bar, too. His eating style was funny. Before 11pm, I was thinking of going to bed, Janin and his daughter and her boyfriend came back. We talked together about jobs, culture, and an atomic bomb. The boyfriend asked me about Hiroshima. He is concerned about effects of the atomic bomb still now. We talked till midnight. It was a fulfilling day but I am completely exhausted but Thanks God.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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