Bai Bai Nihon

It was crazy, getting ready to leave. At times I felt like we were on LOST, trying to get off the island. Now I feel like Jack on Season 4. "We have to go back, Kate."

Fuji-san

3776 meters. Since I had been in Japan, I hadn't seen a shooting star. As we made our final ascent to the top in the dark hour before dawn, I must have seen 20 of them. With no city lights to dwarf the light that had traversed enormous time and distance to get to my eyes and from a vantage closer than I had ever been to the stars, it felt like looking into forever. Although, these spiritual revelations can probably best be attributed to sleep deprivation, physical exhaustion, and lack of oxygen. Respiratory difficulty tastes like god.

John loves yakiniku.

Seriously. Meat plus flame. Good eatin'.

Tokyo

Tokyo is always crazy/awesome/exhausting.

Too many people, too much food, too much heat, just enough weird

Droppin' Science

On the first day that John was in town, we dorked out in the Natural Science Museum. One of my students gave us a tour. Mmm...Deliciousaurus.

/gion/nachan no tanjyoubi/soap gig/ weekend extravanganza

Last weekend we were sweating like crazy, running around, trying to fit everything in--which is probably better than laying in bed all weekend, watching bootlegged American TV shows.