At dinner last night, loud laughter filled the dining room. We had
started the second week and were in the mood to celebrate. Soon after
someone yelled "Karaoke!" we packed three vans with not-so-blue Blue
Zoners and zoomed off for a night of song and dance.
The
karaoke hall's Mama-san (hostess) greeted us at the door and escorted
us into a living room- like atmosphere of low-slung couches arranged in
rectangles for large groups. Her beautiful young assistants smiled
when they saw the Italian, Gianluca, step in. Local residents expressed
both shock and awe as we quickly overwhelmed every available seat.