We drove through walls of snow eight feet high on our way to the ski slopes in Fukui Prefecture this weekend. The skiing was lovely, my skills impressed the socks off of the veterans, and the hot springs were bubblin’ hot. The sake flowed freely, and I have never eaten fresher or more delicious sashimi (raw fish) in my life.
I got back to Kyoto to find the results of my Japanese Proficiency Exam waiting for me in the mailbox. 59%. FAILED.
Eh, you win some, you lose some.
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