yusuke called around 4 while i was "bura bura-ing" at home. (it turned out it was a wrong expression; the corret word should be dara dara suru) so i went to have dinner with him and his his friend Anri. she' the manager of their hockey team, a very nice girl who went to the same university as yusuke. we had dinner at a tori izakara. yusuke brought pictures. india looked so much fun, although i probably can't stand the smell and pooh everywhere. he said he wouldn't recommend girls travel alone in india, for there've been incidents where european female travelers getting raped by the locals. nevertheless, it seems like such a mysterious place, great for people watching and so different from japan. the indians seem to be mentally/spiritually wealthy than japanese. i wish i could be one of them, happy as the way everything is, drinking chai, eating curry and bathing in the gangaガンガー with the setting sun...