Last Thursday there was some kind of Nipponofile boat cruise organized. Among the scantily clad japanese girls, dread-locked japanese guys, grizzled exchange veterans, and dancey weirdos, us Toronto JET newbs tried to eek out a spot on the boat.
However, as with any group of freshly greened newbs, we were eager and, with some help from my general social whoredom, we were all able to connect with people we recognized from various info/training sessions, and by the end of the night we had assembled us a bit of a 2009 Toronto JET posse:

(some of) JET T.O. 2009
It's kind of unfortunate that, as of August, all of us Toronto kids will be scattered to opposite corners of Japan. These kids are alright, and we had us a crazy time Thursday night. Here's hoping the burgeoning JET Toronto couch surfing network pans out and we'll be able to leverage it for some further nights of madness in Japan.




You can rest assured that if you ever see me throw up the ol bunny ears, I'll either be sauced or ironic.