(Insert some halfhearted excuse for why there's been another week between blog posts here.) Some days I'm more tired, or busy, or lazy, than others. And before I know it, a week has passed. I know they say that time flies, but time really flies when teaching. Looking back at most of last week, it feels like a really long time ago. Thursday was my first time visiting Funatsu, one of my elementary schools that's at the opposite end of Himeji from Hirohata. I had to take a totally different train, the Bantan Line via JR Station. The Bantan Line is a smaller train (sometimes only two cars) that goes way out into the countryside. It took me quite awhile to reach Koro Station, which was my stop. I waited at Koro Station for a bit, until I could get picked up by car by one of the Funatsu teachers, and was then driven to the school. (My other middle school, Jinnan, was on the way. I'm not sure how I'll manage that commute in April. Fortunately, I have a long time to ...