A lovely little flower shop where we bought flowers for a friend and appreciated a Japanese tee-shirt that said music is my weapon.
Creating new spaces and finding the right niche is good, but exhausting work. And I am not talking about finding a new spot for my yoga mat. I am talking about the emotional and physical work of navigating different cultures (Japanese, but perhaps even more intense for me is readjusting to base-life). Trying to build new friendships, while still just trying to figure out how the trash sorting process works. Trying to buy cars but not having much success. We crash into bed each night totally wiped out by tasks that seem simple, but really aren't.
Taiko drumming set the beat for the parade of enormous illuminated paper fish lanterns being carried through the crowded streets. The yakitori and glowing drinks were added bonuses.
The Yanai Goldfish Lantern Festival
Sunday morning: washing dishes, listening to Cajun music (live streaming @krvsmedia ), and taking in the Truman Show view (aka base housing that all looks the same).
Celebrating our first full week in Japan with okonomiyaki and Kirin beer. Moved into our house yesterday and starting to find our way around town. Life is good. Sweaty, but good. The heat and humidity here is no joke.
Learning our way around, fighting jet lag, meeting new friends, and enjoying all of the water/mountain views.
Hello Japan! It's nice to be back and your airport sushi and cold soba noodles were exactly what we needed to counteract the grumpy, jet lagged state we were in.
A sunset from a few weeks ago when we were at the river house. Thinking about that view tonight while packing and waiting for Noah to return from camp. Can't wait to see that boy of ours and hear all about his camp adventures. I have really missed him.