Bambi in My Belly

Boris had an open house at his parents’ place on Bowen Island.

We gutted and ate a deer that had frozen to death in his back yard.

It was delicious.

A Happy, Happy Pre-Christmas

I’ve been back for a while, and I’m turning into one of THOSE people. You know the ones.  The ones who get back from a trip and say “Well, that reminds me of when *I* was in Japan.”

Because it’s TRUE.  Everything here DOES remind me of everything in Japan.

Japan Day 9: Kyoto Is Still Awesome

It’s tough to travel with 6 people, even if those 6 people are exactly the same as you.

Japan Day 8: Breakfast and a Temple or Two

Susie and I slept in a little.

This was a crime.

The inns of Kyoto serve breakfast for their visitors at a particular time.

Japan Day 7: Kyoto and Nijo Castle

We shot out of the station bound for Kyoto, taking only a short amount of time to buy a tiny hot can of coffee for my mom. I admit it: I was showing off that I knew something cool about Japan that she hadn’t seen yet.

Japan Day 6: A Short Day in Ginza

Royanne’s apartment was as quiet as a university chapel on a Sunday morning, and we slept and slept and slept.

Japan Day 5: Hakone with Royanne

In high school, Susie made friends with an older girl named Royanne, who we met up with today. She’s a firecracker that explodes on a tight schedule.

Japan Day 2: Italian Food and Electronics

I’m on vacation.

This is something I often find hard to believe, in my bones, at first when I go away on one.

But the strangeness of Tokyo reinforces it at every turn of my head.

Japan Day 1: The Flight

This izakaya is the worst restaurant, Jason said, that he’d eaten at since they’d arrived in Japan five days previously.

It was delicious.

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