It’s quite muggy here, significantly more than it ever got back home, which surprised me. You can’t walk to the end of the block without sweat dripping off your face now. The clouds never move and everything feels sticky and still. Kyoto is surrounded by mountains so it’s like a bowl; no fresh breeze can get in. This must be what it feels like to be inside a rice cooker.
Everything is still pretty much the same. School, work, pack, and the occasional souvenir shopping. I wish I could say that I’ve done more, but most of us are too worn down and beat to do anything.
My day isn’t over yet. I have to go back to school for one more class, then teach my new student until 5:30. I probably won’t be doing anything too thrilling tonight, just too tired.
Tiredness aside, everything is fine. The trip has been a fun experience; it’s hard to believe there’s less than 20 days left. I remember when there was over 300. Where did that time go?
I try to think of ways in which I might have changed or improved, but I can’t really think of anything other than the fact that I know more Japanese. Maybe I’ll notice the changes, if there are any others, after I return home.
In the meantime, I leave you with some
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On the way to Liz's work.
Kamogawa after the beginning of the spring rains.
Tiny foods. These are my addictions. I have no use for them as I no longer play with dolls, but for some reason that does not stop me from buying box after box. It's just so damned detailed and cute.
Pepsi Ice Cucumber. I had to try it at least once and yes, it tastes as good as it sounds.
Like cucumber melon perfume, and potpourri, and Christmas. But the bad parts of Christmas.