can anyone say jet lag?

Our trip to Tokyo took 13 hours, after which we sat in the airport for 5 hours to catch a plane to Fukuoka Airport, a 2 hour journey. There we were picked up by our host for the first week. He is from the family that owns the franchise, basically Brando's boss. Then we drove for a little more then an hour to Sasebo. So, after a total of 20ish hours, we ended up at a mcDonalds before we went to our temporary hotel. Very anti-climactic in a way. 20 hours for Mc Donald's.

Hello Humidity, I never knew you existed like this.

So, the airport was quite an experience. Just watching us drag all of our 8 pieces of luggage around was amusing, even though we weren't actually watching. Then I got knock off Starbucks out of a vending machine with a retractable straw which rocked. Brando got Bocari Sweat, which is clear with a misleading blue label. We thought it was water...but it was something like Gatorade. Not too bad. We watched a women make show cones dressed in a traditional kimono...I'm not too sure that's what her ancestors had in mind. But she was very pretty, just like a porcelain doll.

The base is totally unexpected. Just like a neighborhood, not as remote as the Internet makes you feel it is. Everyone seems to know everyone. One of the big boats come back today so they were pretty nervous at the Chili's, but Brandon wasn't asked to be there, I think they know we're exhausted and don't expect too much from him right now.

Sasebo City is amazing. I can't even begin to describe how the streets are almost carved into the mountains. Tiny, winding roads with houses that almost look like they are carved into the rock. Old homes right next to modern, so great. I can't wait to put up photos!

In all of the madness, I left my USB cord in the computer at Brandon's parents house so I need to go the NEX(Navy Exchange) tomorrow and grab a new one.

Until then...good morning, good night, whatever time it is....need sleep bad.