I finally got to go to my first firework show of the season yesterday. This one was a big one too! We made a BarBQ out of it.
Here in Japan, regular BBQ sauce (American style) simply doesn't exist. So, on trips to America I am always sure to pick up a few bottles. So yesterday, we carry all this stuff out (2 small grills, chicken wings and legs, pork ribs, marinated beef, family recipe kababs, a hell of a lot of drinks...) and set up. We got there at about 11am and my girlfriend and I sit in the sun with no shade for a few hours waiting for people to show up. Eventually they do. We set up the grill and an official comes over and says, "Your cooler is far too small, so you will have to dispose of my body by some other means." (What he really said is, "You can't BBQ here.") This is after hand carrying about one hundred pounds of stuff by hand over bus, train, and a heck of a lot of walking.
So, we go over the hill and set up there. News comes that this is no good too. So, we pull out the secret weapon: E. Her name is longer, but we will identify her as agent E. E has the ultimate weapon combination: a killer look and a sexy voice. She talks to the official a minute or too and says we have no where else to go. Permission is granted! (She's just got a weird voodoo power. She doesn't have to do anything, it's just a mind job. Space like: The female of the species is more deadly than the male...)
So, the BarBQ goes off great. Many of the Japanese had never had American style BarBQ before. The two kids (three and five) really liked it. I ended up giving the extra bottle to the father. (To make it sound dramatic, preceed the previous sentence with "In a drunken rage".) Since I was cooking, sadly, I did not bring my camera. One of the guys (the father actually) had his Pentax digital SLR and I got to try it out. Nice feel to it! I hope he will send me some of the pictures I took of the fireworks. The fireworks are wonderful and the show was about 1 hour long.
One thing I should remember for next time though... Since it was going to be very hot, I work a tighter fitting running shirt. But, regularly wearing T-shirts outside has given me a nice farmers tan. Some of my shock white upper arm was exposed. Though lathered in spf 50, it just didn't stand up to the sun. Now, I have Neapolitan arms brownish on the bottom, pink in the middle, white on top. Strawberry stings a bit, but mostly it's just funny looking. Maybe I should find one of my long sleeves...