Day 7

Today we had some problems pulling together our monies to pay for the dorm we've been staying in. However after a few trips to the bank, post office and ATM, things got straightened out. Ken, Tony, Sean and I spent some time on the Waseda University campus tossing around the frisbee. When the security guards told us we had to stop (After about 10 minutes) we busted out the guitar to jam some worship tunes. And while I was playing the first song "Beautiful One," we were asked to stop that as well. We decided to move off campus and looked for a park. Ken asked the security guard where the nearest park was, and he pointed us toward Toyama Park (which was only a 3 minute walk from our dorm). We got there to find a small patch of dirt with a homeless man and a business man sitting on two of the three benches that were there. We thought, this is lame, but nevertheless we busted out the frisbee and guitar in hopes of sparking conversation or interest in the passers by. I did my best to invite some of the college aged, children and few adults that walked passed our base camp, but no one stopped or even gave us the time of day. There was a woman named seated near the bike racks so I asked if she wanted to play frisbee. To my dismay, she said she was a mother and was waiting for her children to meet her there.

After about an hour of non interaction, we needed to leave and head back to the room. But we found a dirt trail with people walking down it. Only to find out that we weren't even at the park. That was just the enterance. The park is actually quite large so we took a quick look around and decided that we'd head back to the park tomorrow August 1 to do our best to be a light at that park.