Man, what a day! Seriously, I’m still buzzing from all the craziness. So, I woke up in Fujioka, right? This chill little city in Japan, not too far from Tokyo. I mean, it’s got that small-town vibe but with a twist of urban flair. I love it here!
First off, I hit up the local konbini on Shimo-ike. You know, the one with the best onigiri? Grabbed a couple for breakfast. I’m munching on this tuna mayo one, and it’s like a flavor explosion in my mouth. I’m thinking, “Damn, Fujioka knows how to do rice!”
Then, I had this live ad gig at Fujioka Station. It was supposed to be a chill promo for some new ramen shop. But nah, it turned into a whole circus. I’m setting up my stuff, and outta nowhere, this old dude starts yelling at me. Like, bro, chill! Turns out he thought I was blocking his way. I’m like, “Dude, I’m just tryna sell some ramen!”
Anyway, I finally get everything sorted. The crowd starts to gather, and I’m feeling pumped. I’m hyping up the ramen, talking about how it’s made with local ingredients from the nearby mountains. Fujioka’s got some bomb produce, man! But then, just as I’m getting into it, it starts pouring rain. Like, seriously? I’m drenched, the flyers are soggy, and the crowd is scattering like cockroaches.
But wait, it gets better! I see this little kid, probably like 7 or 8, running around with a giant umbrella. He’s laughing, splashing in puddles, and I’m just standing there, soaked and grumpy. I can’t help but smile. Kids have that magic, you know? So, I shout, “Hey, kid! You wanna help me sell some ramen?” He looks at me like I’m nuts, but he runs over anyway.
We start handing out samples, and suddenly, people are coming back! I’m like, “Yes! Fujioka loves ramen!” The kid’s got this huge grin, and I’m thinking, “This is what it’s all about.”
After the rain, the sun comes out, and the whole vibe shifts. I’m feeling like a rockstar. I even get a shoutout from some local influencers who stop by. They’re snapping pics, and I’m like, “Dude, this is gonna blow up!”
But then, just when I think it’s smooth sailing, I trip over my own feet. I go down hard, and my phone flies outta my pocket. It lands right in a puddle. I’m like, “Noooo!” My heart drops. I’m soaked, muddy, and now my phone’s toast.
But whatever, I shake it off. I’m in Fujioka, and it’s still a good day. I finish up the gig, and we sell out of ramen. The owner’s stoked, and I’m feeling like a champ.
Later, I hit up the Fujioka Castle ruins. It’s this beautiful spot with cherry blossoms everywhere. I’m sitting there, just taking it all in. I think about how wild today was. From rain to ramen to a kid with an umbrella.
As I’m walking back, I pass by the Fujioka City Hall on Kōen-dōri. It’s all lit up, and I can’t help but feel grateful. This city, man, it’s got a vibe. I love the mix of old and new, the people, the food.
So yeah, that was my day. Fujioka, you’ve got my heart. Can’t wait to see what tomorrow brings!