I even tried to get on the train myself, but he called over two people to hold me back from getting on. Wow. Despite all my ranting after realizing that I would not get on, including a couple of vehiment "aho's", or a##holes, I didn't get on. Only in Japan can you swear at somebody and they will apologize.
So I ended up biking the rest in the dark, and boy was it dark. I was not pleased about it. Turns out that Rachel Allen, another JET in Takahashi actually passed me in her car. She had hit a rabbit earlier in that same trip, and was traumatized by the possibility of hitting another JET on their bike, but I did have a rear light and reflectors.....
That weekend we went to the caves, Niimi's hotspots (there are only two it seems), and then the kicker: Biked up 30km north for the onsen. The best part about the onsen was going to the "relax room" and taking a 2 and a half hour nap in the middle of the day in a peaceful, quiet, cool room. Heaven.
Here's the Jenglish sign of the day from that ride:

And I couldn't really figure out what all these signs were from or about, but it looked neat. Kind of like putting license plates from around the world or something on your wall...

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