I Have a Few Times Left

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In five days, I would have to go back to Japan to continue my empty and barren life again. I have to wake up 7:00 a.m. with a hysterical alarm clock every morning, take an oppressively crowded train to go to Sibuya Station, do what I do not want to do, pretend to obey my supervisor, and so on, such lifeless activities. My supervisor and my colleagues accused me of indiscretion because I told them that I would take a three-week vacation to go to Mexico. They said to me with a confounded expression on their faces, “Mr. Onoe, I just can’t believe you. I think apparently you don’t have any decency and responsibilities as mature people do because while everyone is working, you’re taking a vacation. Everyone has been working here longer than you, and on top of it all, you are new and have been working with us for only five months. I cannot believe how you dare to ask for taking such a long vacation.”

Japanese never change. They are just jealous of my free spirit and envy my free life. I know that at the bottom of their hearts, they secretly want to see the world, but they simply can’t do that because of fear of losing their jobs. And the worst part is that they never admit it because of their pride. What a bunch of vainglorious creatures! They are lamentably unable to realize one of important tools to improve themselves, experience. Just working five days a week like a machine for all their lives without experiences is just killing time. Making money and protecting their security might be good; however, without any enjoyment in one’s life, without any real friends in one’s life, and without any great adventures in one’s life – everything crumbles away from your fingers eventually. I have a few times left, so I should enjoy the rest of my time here at the most. Forget the inevitability of my return to Japan soon, but enjoy tonight at the most and thank to God for giving me the great opportunity to have this awesome experience.

Having Good Friends Is Everything

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Everyone started dancing. “I have never attended such an enchanting wedding in Japan,” I thought to myself. While everyone was dancing exuberantly, I rambled around the garden. The night was so calm, and it was a refreshing weather with a present breeze. The ardently incandescent stars were above me. I sauntered slowly with my hands in my pocket toward the end of garden in order to take a look at the beautiful night view over the town and the calm sea. The sound of gentle wave made me elated, and I lapsed into reverie for a while. I am definitely happy right now, and I am lucky to be Ramon’s friend to experience such an admirable wedding. In fact, this is my third time to come to Cancun because of him. He had a sumptuous apartment in Cancun two years ago, since his grandmother rented it for him for a year. Ramon had always invited me to come to Cancun to enjoy his apartment, and I had indeed gone to Cancun twice to enjoy staying there. I had always watched the beautiful sea from his apartment’s balcony; I had enjoyed swimming and sunbathing at the pool.

Japanese people think that if they want to go abroad to enjoy staying at a gorgeous hotel or have a grand time, they need money. Many Japanese have told me that they cannot go abroad so often like me because they do not have money. What ignorant people! They are apparently too busy making money and forget the most essential thing in one’s life: having good friends is everything. They know how to make money, but unfortunately, they do not know how to make good friends and how to build a good friendship. They have been totally blind not to realize the simple truth, making good friends is more important than just earning money. They never realize that I do not have money, but I have great friends – that is why I am able to go abroad often because my friends have always offered me to stay at their homes for gratis. I hope someday Japanese will realize that good friends can have the power to offer more great things than money can offer them.

The Biggest Ordeal in My Life

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The wedding ceremony was held in a Catholic church in Cancun. Ramon was nervous during the whole ceremony. After the ceremony, he disclosed to me in a tense emotional state, “Bitch, thanks for being a witness for my execution. Thank God, the worst part is over now.”

He made a sigh of cross over himself and continued, “We’re going to change the place to have a wedding party. I’m so sure, you’ll enjoy it there too much. But remember, don’t let your prick control you; you should control it – just behave yourself only tonight, ha-ha-ha. I have to confess that while I was swearing the eternal marriage at the altar, I almost felt like fleeing, because the foreboding of sleeping only with one woman for the rest of my fucking life made me frantic. But when I saw you beside me, somehow my nerve calmed down and gave me the courage to go through. Thank you very much for standing by my side for the biggest ordeal in my life, bitch!”

The wedding party was held in the colossal open garden right beside the sea. Rodrigo drove me to the place. I shared the table with Rodrigo, Daniel, Rosa, and Rosa’s friend. First, the dinner was served. After the dinner, Ramon’s family and Patricia’s family gathered around the center of the open hall and gave speeches. Both Ramon and Patricia mentioned my name during their speeches to show their appreciation for me coming to the wedding from Japan. And then the bride and the bridegroom started dancing to Mexican songs. Ramon was so excited, dancing madly, shaking his ass jubilantly, and making a silly face all the time. I’ve never seen him dancing so deliciously and couldn’t refrain from bursting out laughing. Ramon’s mother was standing to watch his dance beside me and saw me laughing uproariously; she could not refrain herself from bursting out laughing and joined my laughter delightedly.

Please Behave Yourself for Only Tonight

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The morning of wedding day was coming. Henri went to Cancun last night because he had to find a place to stay at after the wedding. Ramon, his father, and I went to Plaza Pelicano to have a breakfast, and Ramon needed to buy shoes for the wedding. Over the breakfast, I asked Ramon, “Yesterday, Henri asked me if I want to stay at a hotel with him after the wedding, for I would need a place to stay at after that. He told me that we would share a hotel with five people.”

He stopped eating a huge breakfast and replied affectionately, “Bitch, as I’ve told you already, you don’t need to worry about anything during this trip – remember? I’m so glad you have managed to come to attend our wedding that is everything to me. Also, I owe you this friendship. Patricia is very happy as well. You know, she considers you are her male best friend. She is genuinely fond of you. You can’t possibly understand how we appreciate you for being here with us in the most important day of our lives. I’ve already asked Patricia’s parents if you could stay with them. Of course, they are willing to offer a room for you because you know they are fond of you, too. Patricia’s parents have stayed at a hotel by the beach in Cancun, so you can stay with them. So don’t worry, bitch!”

I was touched by his friendly gesture and muttered, “Thanks, thanks, Ramon. I don’t know why you’ve been so kind to me. Japanese have never showed such a heartfelt human gesture. Thank you very much, my friend.”

An elated grin appeared on his face, “Bitch, you don’t need to thank me, because this is my duty to take care of everything for you as a best friend while you are here.”

Here his father said something to Ramon in Spanish with a tender smile.

“Shogo, my father said he really appreciates you for coming here from Japan and said you are a really good friend. He wants you to know he’s considered about you like a Japanese son, ha-ha-ha.”

We all of us were laughing at his father’s naive remark, like a blissful family.

“Bitch, I want to ask you a huge favor for only tonight. Please don’t give your Japanese dick a free rein for only tonight and keep it under your pants, ha-ha-ha… because you have to share the room with my father tonight, so I don’t want you to fuck a Mexican cunt beside my sleeping father. Please behave yourself for only tonight, I beg you, man, ha-ha-ha.”

Never Expected It to End Like This!

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One day Henri, Isabelle, and I decided to go to Tulum to see the Mayan pyramids. When we got there, we decided to hire a tour guide in order to be informed of the history of Maya. Henri and Isabel preferred a Spanish tour guide, but I preferred an English one. Therefore, we eventually decided to hire a bilingual tour guide who told us that the entire tour, to see everything properly, should take us approximately forty minutes, so we thought that it should be over an hour because he had to explain the same things twice with Spanish and English.

The tour was getting started magnificently, and the tour guide seemed to be awesome, too. During the tour, he was comparing Mayan culture with modern teenagers’ fashion styles. He was explaining, “Young people want to show their individuality – that’s why many people have piercings on their body nowadays, and so did the Mayans. Think about Mayan’s half-naked clothes. They want to show their individuality and uniqueness as well. Now I guess you, guys, start to apprehend what I’m implying. Half-naked cloth for Mayans is the symbol of their individuality. Mayans thought their half-naked fashion style is cool, and they were proud of their individualism, as modern young people are proud of wearing piercings on their body nowadays.” 

As we were approaching the main Mayan temple, he said to us, “Look at over there! Very beautiful ocean, eh? From this cliff, we can see amazing ocean view. The ocean’s color changes depending on which angle the sun shines at. Can you imagine that Mayans were praying at this temple with this alluring ocean view? What a lucky race, eh?”


He suddenly broke unexpected news, “Here I have to say good-bye to you because this is the end of our tour. If you want, you, guys, stay here to enjoy the dazzling ocean view for a while. I hope you, guys, have enjoyed this tour. Have a good time, guys.” And he went away without looking back.

We were flabbergasted and speechless for a minute because he ended the tour abruptly.

Isabelle suddenly burst out laughing with tears in her eyes, “I can’t believe it. He told us that the tour would take over forty minutes, but he finished it in just fifteen minutes. He didn’t explain any of Mayan history whatsoever, but just compared modern young people’s fashion to Mayan fashion. I thought it would take more than seventy-five minutes because he had to explain both Spanish and English, so I calculated. I never expected it to end like this!” And we all of us burst out laughing.