After some fun games between Albert-Greg and Bob-Steve on a weather-wonky Sunday afternoon, the crackle of thunder grew louder and the dancing lightning became brighter. The inevitable downpour soon followed and after initially taking refuge under the shelter of the Himalaya Sugi tree clubhouse, we were washed out and retreated to the safety of the nearby 7-11.
Sipping a Sapporo while waiting under the awning for the storm to pass, the sympathizing manageress came out and after a mandatory "taihen desu ne," invited us to drink our beers in the warmth of the dry shop. A few sticks of yakitori later and exchanges of pleasantries, the boys finally headed home.
The Japanese can be very considerate.
(Photo courtesy of Wikipedia)
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