I want to paint my boat. I need yacht paint. Try miming that.
Ikeda san helps me and tracks down a paint shop in Naha that has such stuff. The shop is in a lost suburb of Naha and is er warehouse-ish. I interact with the front office.
The people are the greatest fun and very concerned with the nature of my painting. They even want to come to Onna son and look at my boat to make sure that the paint I buy will not react badly with the paint actually on the boat.
It comes out that I work at OIST whereupon there is great glee. They are great supporters and have been to our Open Campus events. They produce all kinds of OIST swag. They take photos of me, I take photos of them, it is a party. I love Okinawa.
I have to pick someone up from the airport which delays my paint on boat stuff. I finally get home around 5:30 and rush off to the beach to start the job.
I tell you folks, this is pretty good. It is 30 degrees, I am in an isolated cove with my boat, I have yacht paint and things to apply it with. I know that I can go and watch the deciding test between the Lions and Australia when I have finished.
I sand, I wipe clean, I drink Orion beer, I paint.
I am very excited.
Nice job, stunning brushwork. We await the Chinese two hp with scarcely bearable tension building all the time.
I know. I have trouble sleeping. Why is it taking so long?