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May 16, 2005Day Three: Choco Ring and Angel French
Rise to the gorgeous, slow light entering the ryokan through paper screens. Hurry out in case etiquette demands that our hosts be given the opportunity to clean without us in their way. Skipper over to Mister Donuts, where we order one Choco Ring, one Angel French, and two American coffees. Outside, a man dressed in a business shirt, tie and navy blue suit pants is washing the public footpath using a bright green watering can. He sprinkles water about on the ashphalt as if tending to some tiny, precious seedlings. Inside, I observe that fizzy Melon Soda (in an equally shocking phosphoresence-green) is the local preferred accompaniment to doughnuts. Even at 10 am. Comments
Envy, Envy Japan and going to the Swiss alps is my first memory of wanting to travel. I still remember when i thought about my trip to the rice fields of Japan..I was 11. One of these I will. Are you guys going to the country side!! How are you both holding up mentally? Have you had moments where you said...enough lets go home. Madhu Posted by: Madhu on May 18, 2005 08:38 AMHey madhu! sorry that I haven't been able to reply to you sooner - the blog's been down over the last few days due to server troubles. My problems at the moment are much more in the vein of "oh my god! it's nearly over!" - that's quite a freaky and confronting thought when you've been living like this for a year. But, yes, at other times I did question my sanity and my energy reserves. It never got to a point where I was even CLOSE to thinking about comig home, but it has been *hard* (stressful, sickness-riddled, tiring, sapping) in a way that I had never really experienced on shorter trips. Tiredness and illness were the main bugbears - both were more acute in the first six months of the trip (which was before I was blogging). Interestingly, the difficulties and tribulations - and the fact that it felt like a thing to be managed and handled and (at times) overcome - are the things that make me most proud of what we've achieved during the year. Take care! Post a comment
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