I don’t know how much I can tell you about Osaka given that I’m only staying here for just a day, but I know this: it is humid here. And hot. Hot and Humid. The actual temperature reads 96 degrees, but the “feels like” temperature reads 101. Also, according to Billy, wearing shorts in Japan … Continue reading Osaka 101
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Counting, Butt Fights, and Sake Bombs
A conversation had with friends recently. Brianna: You guys just graduated then? Billy: In May, yeah. Brianna: So what’s next? Elliott: We’re actually going to be doing some traveling for a year, or for as long as our money will last. Brianna: Where are you going first? Billy: We’re leaving for Japan in August. Brianna: … Continue reading Counting, Butt Fights, and Sake Bombs
Thirty Days
In my room I have a whiteboard where I jot down notes or ideas when I’m working. At the moment the whiteboard has been consumed with my crappily drawn hiragana characters. Billy came over yesterday to do more planning for the trip, and upon seeing the whiteboard the following conversation ensued. Billy. You’re writing out … Continue reading Thirty Days
Thirty-Two Days
We’re thirty-two days away from our departure date of August 19th. That seems like plenty of time, but the reality is that thirty-two days is not much time at all. We have thirty-two days in which to try and become as prepared as possible for this year-long (or as long as our wallets will last … Continue reading Thirty-Two Days
From the Occasional Chair 