I trytoyouleft a GiaandevensmellslikeChaiteainthisweek's episodeofMeKindatookitwhenhephoned, shenoteyouwerestillinChibaPrefecture, whichislocatedjust a fewhoursoutsideofTokyo.
Kidandiron.
Sheboughtprefectureat a farmcalledMasaBocaJoe.
I guessit's a placewherepeoplecouldcomeandexperiencefarmlifebecause, asyouknow, livinginTokyoarelivinginanycity.
InJapan, everythingisverycongested.
It's veryhardtofindlike a greengrassanimals.
So I guessMazabukaJoe's wherepeoplecancomeandkindofhangoutform.
Lifeislikeoneoftheseup.
It's a creepy, andtheyalsohave a freespaceforpeopletoplaywiththeirdogs.
SoKittand I arehereinthedogrun.
I have a Frisbee.
He's soexcited.
Hereallyis.
He's He's thrilled.
Ready?
Watchthis.
Keeptheonenight, isn't it?
Admittedit.
Frisbee.
It's, uh, that's it.
Waitpickingstrawberries.
Youcanfilluptotheverytopherefor 1000 yen, says 10 bucks, butthey'refreshstrawberries, youcanchooseyourown, andthey'reprobablymostdefinitelydelicious, so I won't eat.