A few years ago, my mom and I went to Hokkaido Island on a tour with my aunts and grandmother.
It was three generations of Chen women vacationing together for the first time and I loved it.
I also loved the lavender farms and hot springs that Hokkaido is known for.
Especially the hot springs.
Because it's every girl's dream to see her mom and aunts buck-naked.
Every single day.
It was a special feature I hadn't planned for.
My mom and her sisters were also in nirvana because of the fresh seafood they got to eat at almost every meal.
I was not quite so happy; seafood and I don't get along very well.
One day, we went to this attraction where there was a fish tank by the entrance.
The surroundings were pretty plain and non-descript.
My mom asked:
我們要吃飯了嗎？(Wǒmen yào chīfànle ma?) Are we going to eat now?
I think my mom had sushi dreams.
I replied, "We're not going to eat, but yeah we'll kinda see some sushi and sashimi around."
Because we were at the aquarium.
