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.
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Hatsuhinode
***Mt. Misen, Part III***
The soft glow of dusk unfurled before us as we attained the summit of Mt. Misen to watch the sunrise.
The soft glow of dusk unfurled before us as we attained the summit of Mt. Misen to watch the sunrise.
A River of Light
*** Mt Misen, Part II ***
Leaving the shining shrine of Miyajima behind us, we marched on into the night.
Leaving the shining shrine of Miyajima behind us, we marched on into the night.
Hey, Hey, We’re the Monkeys!
*** Mt. Misen, Part I ***
Awoken by our iPhone alarms at 2:30am, we clambered as from an unhallowed grave to dress ourselves, and elope into the night.
Awoken by our iPhone alarms at 2:30am, we clambered as from an unhallowed grave to dress ourselves, and elope into the night.
Oyasumi, 2013
We returned home to a spread of delicious sushi. Awaiting us was Hisako’s mother and father, of course, as well as her sister, Atsumi-San, and her sister’s husband, Kesuke-San.