jenny does japan, day two (part 1)

Our week in Japan for MateRock went so fast, and was full-on times a bazillion. I didn’t get time to blog on the trip, because I was lazy and drunk a lot so I’m going to break it down over a few blogs, before I forget everything…


I woke up feeling ready & raring to go
Only to be told that we were going to the lake for a swim
Ummm…yeah….no
No bathers in public for this lumpy chicky babe
But we were promised the view alone was worth the trip

And yes it was

Surrounded by mountains in every direction

We decided to enjoy the view from the comfort of a paddle boat

Disguised as a pink gorilla

That’s how the classy tourists roll

We kept out distance from the others

Only because the one time we ventured close to their game or water-rugby-played-on-floating-pontoons

We got splashed big time and ended up with wet bums

Boys are such arseholes so silly sometimes

Then we felt a bit sorry for Dad

He had been in the toilet for over an hour and missed out on coming out on our ride

So we paddled back to him and offered him a ride in our homosexual Magilla Gorilla

He declined, homophobe

And opted for a phallic symbol canoe instead

There a fewer things that look more wrong than Dad, in a canoe, on a lake in Japan, rowing himself around in circles

But even more entertaining?

His dismount

Which started with a bit or reverse parking

And backseat driving from Mum

I could’ve helped them

But wanted to make sure I had the camera ready to go in case either one of them landed in the drink

Which is exactly what they’d do to me were the situation reversed

All together now….We. Are. fucked in the head Family.

Poor little pet had quite the sweat going on once he got to dry land

But wait, there’s more….but not yet ’cause I need to restring my guitars. Or find someone I can pay to do it for me.

masterton mates

New Zealand, like everywhere we travel to

Is full of amazing characters

(I’m still trying to get my head around the smorgasbord of priceless peeps I met in Humpty Doo)

But I wanted to introduce you to Alana

Alana lost her legs as a kid

And has just been fitted with a new prosthetic leg

She came to the show in a wheelchair

And asked after the show, if we’d sign her leg

I’m like, “…err…what leg dude?

‘Cause you know, I’m tactful like that

She just laughed, “…it’s in the car, I’ll go get it”

5 minutes later, she came back in

Without the chair, and she was wearing her new leg

She was laughing her arse off, as she took off her leg, handed it to me and said, “…here Jen, sign this”

And I was all, “..umm…what do I write on your LEG…that you have to WEAR every day??”

Especially as she said she’d be getting her brother to clear paint over the writing so that it was permanent

“Whatever you want mate”

“OK, then…

2 Alana…nice legs….what time are they open ’til?”

Then Dad wrote

“…this way up”

With an arrow pointing up to her girly bits

And we laughed, and laughed

Alana is my kind of girl

It’s good to know if I ever get back to Masterton

I have a mate there

The fact that she’s shorter than me is a bonus!

field trip to fielding

The drive to Fielding today was spec-tac-u-lar!!

With some of the best scenery we’ve seen so far this tour

And not just because I was actually awake for this car trip

My jaw wasn’t just dropping from the postcard views out my window either

The conversation inside the car was pretty mind blowing too

 

Yeah, she’s back with a vengeance

 

Mum: Wow, look at all the windmills…they are everywhere!

Dad: It’s a good thing

Mum: What are they used for anyway? Is it for electricity or something?

Dad: What, are you stupid? Everyone knows what windmills are for

 

I thought that’s what they were for too – but then I saw Dad’s face in the rear view mirror and realised he was totally fucking with her

It’s one of our favourite things to do on tour

Mum: I thought it was like an environmental thing, you know to save power and stuff

Dad: Jesus, everyone knows what windmills are for

They’re to create a sea breeze Betty, a SEA BREEZE

 

Mum: Oh, well now I know then too don’t I?

Fark!

I have definitely inherited Mum’s brains

‘Cause Dad still has his