La Japoneisa: Nagashi Somen

Beautiful hot morning brought us a beautiful day of ancient traditions and summer happiness.
While everybody else was getting ready for the Nagashi Somen, preparing the bamboo, cooking the somen noodles I got to drive wildly around the narrow roads of Iya in our pajero. And I sang. I was alone, sun shining on my way, and I sang at the top of my lungs to the mountains around me, to the rocks, birds, lizzards, spiders and snakes and I was happy.
Came back from my little trip with Luka (Mason's adorable girlfriend) and her family and all was set. What was left for us to do now was grab a bowl, a pair of chopsticks and wait for Lee chan to throw the somen down the bamboo tube so we could catch it somewhere in the course of its journey towards the collender on the other end of the bamboo. Omo san joined us and it was so much fun.
The guys, while i was on my driving duty, also learned how to make bamboo pots, chopsticks and whirling thingies that my dad, who once was in possession of a similar item, called 'pupampareno' and the strange name carried a childhood magic with it which still sparkles around everytime someone whirls it into the air.
And I made chopsticks. And then I sew a case for them and I am going to make and sew more and then am going to sell them at the Kochi Sunday market.