Then her father came back out of what seemed to be the bathroom and one of the ladies we were sharing the room with(these were big ladies) got happy and did a little dance with me. After a minute of dancing with her, I left to go find my lady, promptly avoid the dancing guy that was coming towards me(guess I was a homophobe). After I found the lady, we searched for some lost belongings(it seemed that the movers moved them, because we were moving in the morning.). After we successfully found them, I pulled a wooden flute out of my kimono and started playing it, how it got in there, I'll never know. After I finished, I put in it back in my kimono, amused with the fact I could just slide the flute in and slide it back out when I wanted to. Then I watched as some lady tell off the movers because they weren't doing their job well enough. Then we, me, my lady and her father, left and waited outside for the moving truck came to pick us and our stuff up.
And that inculdes my adventure as the opposite gender in Japan. 'Twas wierd that I dreamed I was a man... Kinda scary...

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