The last thing that I want to do is write to you about a long check-off list of all of the things that I’ve seen so far in Japan.
Instead, I’d like to share with you a few things that are beautiful, a few things that are hard and a few that are mysteries.
The list is too long, but I in first two weeks I’ve witnessed beauty in the details.
Foliage trimmed into shapes that would make Dr. Seuss swoon
Paths made of mosaics of brick that glimmer in the rain
Trains that come so often and on-time your can set your watch by them
Sea air with warm breezes
Hills that contain a mysterious pulse
Kamakura - small town, amazing sculpture of Buddha
Grandmas on mopeds, grandpas in stylish hats and many people in their 70's pulling weeds, and trimming trees
Getting lost beyonds a center and without a crutch of English to guide me
It has rained almost every day in the 2 weeks (learning to adapt to public transportation in a deluge)
Tons of plastic bags- trying bring my own bags and even then some people insist on bagging things in bags with a bag.
Emotional roller coasters and just general difficulty traveling with kids who are siblings
Why do we end up going to a restaurant in the middle of a down-pour looking like drowned rats when everyone else there (who didn’t even wear rain coats) is totally dry?
What’s the French connection to Japan? We’ve eaten REALLY well so far:)