Camping meanwhile the sky fell down

I went camping with the company employees. It rained and thundered like the end of the world was at hand but that didn't matter. Some 13 of us spent a night, stuffed in a lodge, eating, playing, talking and wishing there was a TV (to view soccer).

Near the campsite cascaded a slid-kind of waterfall. At first look it looked much fun and everyone wanted to ride down the smoothened rocks.

Closer look changed our mind. The people were bouncing down like loose stones - getting smashed to the stones and more or less hurt. Later it resolved that each year the slide demands casualties.

For awhile nobody wanted to follow their painful example but soon we grew stupider it and went to try it out. Result, red and blue skin and wet clothes and a heap of laughing.

The only way to the water fall was this mossy oldish tunnel. Looking at people walk through it seemed somehow supernatural and spooky, and reminded me of a popular TV-serie from the 90s, The X-Files.

The evening went on, and some of us including me stayed up talking until five in the morning. Nice time, nice people. The people who I work with are awesome but why working in Japan has to be so dull. There's no good without something bad, I guess.

Meanwhile, we were having all the fun and Germany was hurdling Argentina in South Africa the heavy rain caused landslides, floods and other nasty disasters in various locations of Japan.

In Kyushu part of road fell down the mountain face. When cars came around the curve they had no time to see the collapsed part and break but just drive straight off the cliff. In Tokyo streets turned to lakes.