Kurashiki — On my out of Kyoto was when things got weird and kept getting weirder. I missed my bullet train, hopped onto the next one - all was well. Then, things took a turn towards crazy town. Stupid me left my phone (iPhone 5s!!!!) in the bullet train — yes, that bullet train, those insane Japanese trains that transports people hundreds of miles in a few hours. Who does that? Me. I do. Anyway, there a...
Tokyo — I am home. I lightly vacuumed a week’s worth of dust. There is a load of laundry going. I’m looking through Facebook, Twitter and blog posts from the past week I may have missed. There are a lot of y...
Tokyo — I discarded 99% of my material things. Stuffed the remainder of my life in two suitcases. Boarded a one way flight from JFK to NRT. And never looked back. Until tonight. Tonight is the first time I h...
Nishi ward — Mr. Driver, or 運転手さん (untenshu-san), was what he told me to call him when I inquired his name. Why? I asked. He said with a jolly smile: “I am at your service.” There was an instant rapport and we i...
名前が二つあります。
2014.
TOKYO.
Aizuwakamatsu and my very, very, very, long day.
Breathe in. Breathe out.
Winter wonderland.
"Foamy" (フォーミー), is the way to request 'extra foam' in Starbucks Japan. Learned something new in Koriyama, Japan.
Kobans. Lanterns. Mountain tops, and a foreign language.
Happy New Year from beautiful Sendai! May your forthcoming year, be your best yet.
New Year's Eve, 2013.
Southern women and ramen.
Mr. Driver
Once upon a time...
Kumamoto, nice to meet you. And yes. That is my handwriting. I can indeed write Japanese characters.
So long Hiroshima. The trolleys, people and historic city are indeed, きれい! (beautiful). Will definitely return.
"Dear Japanese people! I now understand the history of Hiroshima and the atomic bomb-attack."
Cable cars? Cable cars! Hiroshima, I love you already.
McDonald's Japan; my saving grace. So long Okayama. It's been... special.
"Closed" thank you, come again and please drive-thru.
Rickshaws and bullet trains and yakuza - oh my! Permanently filed under: when things go awry.
Holy shit, Kurashiki.
Hello, Okayama. Your trains are like a comfortable version of Cal-Train. Nostalgia.
「感謝を忘れない」Always stay grateful. Thank you Kyoto for your kindness, charm and hospitality. Until next time!
In which I inadvertently made a new friend.
Beautiful breakfast for a beautiful Kyoto morning.
Enamored by Kyoto.
Part of first course. At random restaurant in 先斗町 (Ponto-cho), the magical district where 料亭 (ryoutei)s still exists.
In Kyoto, there are cabs with heart shaped taxi signs. I heart Kyoto, too.
Protecting Yasaka Shrine. 八坂神社でございます。
そうだ。京都へ行こう。Hello, Kyoto.
Almost missed my connection! ギリギリせーふ。Sorry Nagoya, we will meet again.
Two and half hour train ride almost done. Takayama to Nagoya by train is a wondrous sight.
Wood station. Takayama, is very special.
Breakfast. 和が滲み出ていた安らぐ朝食。懐かしかった。お味噌が飛騨高山の名物だと思われます。
Snowy morning during my morning bath. God. I love Japan.
View from one of the outdoor hot springs (露天風呂 = rotenburo).
Hida Takayama. Where beef is recommended for tourists, locals mostly eat seafood.
On and on.
Hida, Takayama
田舎.