I went to Japan a month ago. I still don't know what to think about it. For the past few days I have been wanting to go back. Lunch at a restaurant in Kyoto run by Chinese people. They told us that it was the tourist season but no westerners came there, that it was because of the nuclear disaster. I ordered ramen with pork. Nami ordered ma po tofu which is in the bowl on the far left. We got some fried gyoza dumplings. It came with pickled burdock root which is in the little bowl next to the big ramen bowl. There was hot sauce too. This meal was very good and it was regarded by all involved...
I went to Japan, to Tokyo and Kyoto. It was unbelievable. Everything there is opposite. They walk and drive on the other side of the street. Nothing will ever be the same for me now that I have been there. Enough with the platitudes here are the photographs. This is the subway in Kyoto. The subway is tidy and orderly. I loved the green velour benches and the plastic rings hanging everywhere. As a New Yorker, my immediate thought was "How do they get people not to piss all over everything?" It's cultural, is the answer. This is in Kyoto, at the Ginkaku-ji, "The Temple Of The Silver Pavilion," in the pouring rain. There is a very mystical garden with...
