We got the attention of Makota, Myko and Masaie while pouring tempura sauce onto our rice in Kyoto. They thought we were excellent company/entertainment and invited us round for dinner at their home in Yokohama, Tokyo. When we arrived, the sushi was laid out in the shape of an 'N' for Nicole and 'D' for Donald. Classic. The meal was very educational; I finally found out the correct way to position myself over a squat toilet. After my incident earlier in Hakone, I had felt somewhat incompetent, but i was reassured that it was the toilet, not me.
