I had a little break then and came back to my room and started rearranging my packing. Later in the afternoon I went downstairs to watch the final day of the Sumo Tournament. The championship to be determined by the final bout between the undefeated (in the previous 30 bouts) challenger and the previous champion who had lost one match of the previous 14 days. Hakuho vs. Haramafuji. Two wrestlers from Mongolia. And the winner of the Emperor's Cup in the Aki Basho is Haramafuji. Will Yokozuna ranking be far behind?
The couple who had offered to take me out to dinner came and watched the last three bouts along with the pastor.
Then indeed there was dinner. What a lovely event that was! So much silverware on the table I was almost intimidated. A couple of hours and three knives, three forks and countless spoons later, coffee was served with crystal sugar on a stick to stir with. Each course was a lovely presentation. Sauces and garnishes added all manner of bright notes to the nicely cooked, colorful food. Dessert was a sampler of fruits and custard and caramel and ice and mint. Uber-yum.
And now that this report is complete, back to rearranging the packing.
1 comment:
I would have used up the whole tissue pack myself!I'm glad I didn't have to say good-bye. You know you will have to come back at some point because you are taking a piece of each friend with you.
I thought of you watching that final bout. I think I could hear you routing all the way to Nerima.
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