So, on Saturday, Ben Fixsen (I use his full name because he continues to mine), Greg, Nicci, and I went to the Iga Ninja House. We went to the Nagoya Station, and then took a bus to Iga. If it wasn’t for Ben, I don’t think that we would have gotten there. Just kidding. We took an hour and a half bus ride for 1800 yen. We had an American bus for the majority of the bus ride. So, we each spread out and slept for the most part. While at the bus station, I remembered to get a return bus schedule, so that we would know what time to get back on the bus. Hence, I was named “mom,” by Ben. Sorry that someone needs to be responsible and prepared.
Once we arrived in Iga, I tried to get Ben to tell us where we were going. But, I came prepared for the “I don’t know” with the pamphlet that Bates-sensei gave Ben earlier this month. We finally figured our way to the koen (park), that housed the Ninja house. Entering the ninja house, I soon realized that it was, indeed, geared towards four-six year olds. Perfect, for Ben, who participated in hiding in trap doors and hidden staircases, when asked by the woman giving the demonstration.
We also watched a ninja show, performed by “real life ninjas” who used real ninja weapons. It was pretty fun to watch and we were able to record a number of classy videos of ninjas ninja-ing people. Ben and Greg later re-enacted portions of the show. After the show, we moseyed our way throughout the museum. We also walked through the park around the museum. There was a castle nearby, and although the name escapes me, it had a beautiful moat surrounding it, so we took some outstanding pictures. We, then, ended our escapades by walking back to the train station.
I’m glad we were able to navigate ourselves through Japan.