My good friend Marky, who runs an awesome pub back in my hometown, posing with the owner of Popeye.
Only in Tokyo: Enjoying a lovely lunch outdoors with a highway over my head.
Aaaaand the trip to Boston starts now, on the Narita Express.
And yes, it wouldn't be a train ride without a bento. Tonkatsu for the way back!
Some macha soba at Kyoto station, before leaving. Fit for daimyo!
You can't really come to Kansai and not get something from Horai.
A school where a maiko learns her trade. The classes are listed on the board.
A maiko house in Gion, with their names written at the entrance.
Back at the hotel, doing some work while the wife attends her conference.
6 hours later, finally arrived in Kyoto. Now waiting in line to get some money back.
