Man, what a day! I woke up in Kashima-shi, and let me tell ya, it was a wild ride. First off, I’m an abrasive blaster, right? So, I’m used to grit and grime, but today was somethin’ else.
I hit the streets of Kashima-shi, and it was like the city was buzzin’. I mean, I love this place. The vibe is chill, but today? Nah, it was like a rollercoaster. I strolled down Route 204, and the sun was blazin’. I could feel the heat on my back, and I was like, “Great, just what I need.”
So, I’m walkin’, mindin’ my own business, when I spot this cute little café on Kōen-dōri. I’m talkin’ about the kind of place that makes you wanna sit down and sip on some matcha. But nah, I had work to do. Gotta blast some stuff, right?
I get to the job site, and it’s a mess. I mean, like, a total disaster. The client wanted this old shipyard cleaned up. I’m talkin’ about years of rust and grime. I’m thinkin’, “This is gonna take forever.” But hey, I’m a pro. I roll up my sleeves and get to work.
As I’m blasting away, I notice this seagull just chillin’ nearby. It’s like it’s watchin’ me, judging my technique or somethin’. I’m like, “Dude, you try blastin’ this stuff!” Then, outta nowhere, it swoops down and snatches my lunch! I’m standin’ there, mouth agape, like, “Are you serious right now?”
I was so mad! I mean, I had a killer bento from that café. Now it’s seagull food. I yell at the bird, but it just caws back at me. Like, “What you gonna do about it?” I swear, that bird had attitude.
After that, I’m back to work, and I’m feelin’ the pressure. The sun’s beatin’ down, and I’m sweatin’ like crazy. I’m blasting away, and suddenly, my equipment starts actin’ up. The compressor’s makin’ this weird noise, and I’m like, “No, no, no! Not now!”
I’m tryin’ to fix it, but it’s like it has a mind of its own. I’m cursing under my breath, thinkin’ about how I’m gonna explain this to the boss. “Hey, sorry, the compressor decided to take a vacation.”
Finally, I get it sorted, and I’m back at it. The satisfaction of seeing that rust fly off? Priceless. I’m feelin’ like a rockstar. But then, I look up, and it’s like the whole city of Kashima-shi is watchin’ me. I see folks on the street, some takin’ pics, others just laughin’. I’m like, “What’s so funny?”
Turns out, I had a huge splatter of paint on my face. Classic! I’m standin’ there, lookin’ like a clown, and everyone’s lovin’ it. I can’t help but laugh too. It’s moments like these that make the grind worth it.
As the day winds down, I’m packin’ up, and I can’t help but feel grateful. Kashima-shi has its quirks, but it’s home. I stroll back down Kōen-dōri, and the sunset is just beautiful. The sky’s all orange and pink, and I’m thinkin’, “Man, I love this place.”
I grab a drink from a vending machine—gotta love those!—and head to the beach. I sit there, watchin’ the waves crash, and I’m just chillin’. The day was a mess, but it was my mess. And honestly? I wouldn’t trade it for anything.
So yeah, that was my day in Kashima-shi. Full of chaos, laughter, and a bit of bird drama. Can’t wait to see what tomorrow brings!