It was the day after Hisachan’s birthday, and we had just emerged from our hilarious little episode in the local shrine. Hisachan and I decided to spend the rest of the day more or less just trucking around and enjoying Hiroshima.
Tag: Red Light District
One Night Carnival
On the way home from our delectable okonomiyaki excursion, Hisachan and I took a stroll through the Red Light District—you know, the kind of place you go to for a “One Night Carnival.”
Yagi
We arise to New Year’s Eve morning, eat breakfast, and lay out our battle plans. Breakfast includes cornflakes purchased from a Japanese Seven-Eleven, and some Japanese jam which, despite the diminutive size of the jar in which it is contained, packs exquisite flavor.