Too much good luck

Yesterday we went to Asakusa. We walked through a bunch of cheesy tourist shops where I refused to go in. They do not bargain in Japan, and I don't think I could have resisted saying, "no... too much... you give me good price.... not impossible." At the end was a large temple. I breathed in incense, and now I am purified. Also, Erin bought me a fortune. I had to shake a really loud drum and the stick that came out was my fortune. Here is what it said:

No.87 The Best Fortune (Erin only got a good fortune)
You will meet good luck by chance just like getting a gem from the rocks while you are digging. Your wishes will be realized. The patient will get well. The person you are waiting for will come. Building a new house and removal are both good. It is good to make a trip. Both marriage and employment are good.

Sounds good enough to me. There was also a lot written in Japanese. It probably said something like, "Za Japanese curse you for being stupid enough to take this fortune. Why don't you go talk to Herro Kitty. Prease eat more fish."

Later, we took a boat ride under 15 bridges to a garden in the middle of the city. And in the middle of a garden, there was a lake. And in the middle of the lake, there was a pagoda. And in the pagoda, there was a tea ceremony. We drank matcha tea and ate red bean cake all while sitting on our knees. This is a very uncomfortable position. I'm not sure why the Japanese insist on it in every restaurant. It was especially painful because I couldn't walk all day. (For reason, see yesterday's post). My legs eventually went numb, and I enjoyed my tea as a paraplegic.