I tell ya, nothing beats biking down a car-free road with friends. And the roads in Japan, unlike the choppy, litter-filled crap we endure in the States, are in all places smooth, clean, and perfectly maintained. Riding a bicycle upon them is a glory.
Category: Achira Iko! (page 4)
December 2013 – January 2014
A chronicle of our first trip to Japan together in for Oshougatsu, the Japanese New Year.
Checkout the first post here
Finding Forty-Two
In Japan, every meal was superbly charming, but none more so than breakfast. To be honest, I’m not entirely sure why… Fresh start? New day? New adventure? Kagome? In any case, Breakfast At Mikichan’s was no exception.
Country Cats
Just like American cats, Japanese cats frequently eat butt for breakfast. During the day, we stopped by a shop called Country Cat. Strangely, we couldn’t find any butt licking inside. But I suppose we could have brought our own.
Americans Don’t Know What Hardcore Is
After a day at the Hiroshima Peace Memorial Museum and Park, Hisachan and I walked around for a bit in the evening, where holiday displays set in neon lights glowed upon the avenues.
Hiro and the Heartcrushers
In addition to the Hiroshima Memorial Peace Park (of which our prior entry endeavored to provide some small impression), there also stands a full museum dedicated to the bombing of Hiroshima.
A Thousand Paper Cranes
Today, I set out with Koji-San for the Memorial Peace Park in Hiroshima, dedicated to the remembrance of the first atomic bombing carried out in human history.