Law BBQ

This party was a private bash for the close-knitted elites of the Law Faculty, but I got invited through my Vietnamese friends who were doing most of the cooking. The food was obviously gorgeous, on the par with mummy's Vietnamese cooking and that is a high accolade. The weather is beautiful in Japan at the mo, so we were blessed with a warm and sunny day. We had three BBQs going, and a heavenly array of Thai, Vietnamese and Japanese food and the party spilled over to the evening when the weather plummeted. I was freezing! I was only wearing a skirt and top...bbbrrrrrr.

Ladies, take note: Japanese boys do not offer you a shirt/jacket if you happen to be shivering! I was enviously eyeing the boys in their multi-layered clothes: a t-shirt, shirt and jumper, and no one offered me even one layer. Why? Not because they're horrible, insensitive types but simply because Japanese boys are shy. Giving a girl a garment of clothing equates to an open declaration of love, and would be seen as odd when we haven't even been to karaoke together. So, shiver I did.