I relish routines yet I seek spontaneity.
Color me contradictory but I have been that for years now. My friends know me as one of the organizers. I require a schedule and a plan. And options! Things may not as planned so backup is very much needed.
With the otaku circle, meet-ups are usually labeled as eyeball. And often it lasts the whole day. So when I send out invites, it’s riddled with details. Rendezvous point, date, and time contribute to the attendance and the absence. While it’s good to have an idea of what would be done that day—say bowling or paintball—some stuff need a big number of people and if turns out that there’s less than 10 who arrived, you better think of an alternative fast or they’ll get bored. You don’t want them bored.
Being with the foodies is easier. If one restaurant is closed, go to another. That would be effortless if you’re at a mall or the restaurant strip. And if you’ve settled on where to eat, ordering the house specialty or the most recommended item is always a race. No need to worry about the conversation, since it conveniently takes a life of its own and hardly ever dies out, especially with friends who haven’t seen each other in a long time.
However, I have surprised them (and myself as well) when I do stuff at the drop of a hat.
Like one time, despite the bad weather, I took the ferry, which isn’t my usual ride. That doesn’t look so bad but—upon getting to the very last station—I found that I missed the last ferry back to the west. So I walked around without asking where I was or where this and that road headed to. I would’ve found an easier way home had I turned left. But, since I turned right a.k.a. the scenic route filled with a great view of the lake, tall grasses, and an abandoned road, I got lost. And if that wasn’t bad enough, the locals could tell I’m not from anywhere nearby. My clothes were a dead giveaway.
But just before sundown, I found myself at a village. Kept walking without asking for directions and finally saw a jeep. It was going to a place that I was familiar with. I didn’t care about the fare. All I wanted then was to get home. And I did!