Obaachan Attack!

Hands down riding a bike is the most dangerous part about living in Japan. Today I was cycling down a small road just round the corner from my school when an old Japanese lady appeared out of nowhere. I didn’t even know what was happening until I was picking myself up off the floor. I went flying, scrapping my legs and hands, denting my basket and when I looked up, there was a grandma just stood there. She must’ve been made of stone! I did lots of bowing and apologizing and hobbled to school.

My elbow got worse as the day went on. I couldn’t bend it or lift my arm. I was a little worried as I fractured it a few years ago and the pain is just like it was then. Maybe it’s time for a trip to the hospital…..