Here I Am

Nagano is not as cold as I expected it to be. Even being rainy and cloudy, I seem to be a great deal warmer than the actual Alps Home residents. I'm the only one who's not dying to turn the heater on in my room, and I was walking around in shorts today. This is very odd, because I'm usually colder than everyone else. Maybe I'm all hot and bothered by something. Must ponder.
On my way here I had a series of small heart-attacks. We got some botched instructions for where I could get picked up, and we ended up passing our stop on the expressway by a great deal, and had to get off the kousoku in order to drop me off at a train station so I could double back. This was only a small heart-attack because it started looking like, "Florence, we might as well just take you home because of all the trouble this is becoming." But I made it, and I am here, and I am happy.
Today was rest day for me and the young Alps boys. Last night my room had a bunch of chips, umeshu, and boys in it, and that was quite exciting.
This picture is for you. "Slat wo nomimashou!" "Slat wa amaiiiii!" Yay!