things i’ll remember, and things i’ll forget

sitting in Honololu Interntional Airport. This place sucks. There was more to this post but it was written whilst barely-awake, so I’ll split the after-action stuff up over the next day or two, once I am free of these infernal flying tubes.

lake biwa;
sunsets
wind
cycling north for three hours
walking ’round the waterfront
two a.m.

ramen

humidity

seemingly-random festivals and parades

getting lost in kyoto;
every time

pints and music at Tagd’s

harping on the Fukui coast

dorm;
parties
late nights
movie nights

campus

gaijin power

wadaiko

hell’s own hornets;
and snakes

mountain walking

fried crabs

people;
see next post

popeye’s

karaoke

field trips

expeditions

shiga

kaitenzushi

trains

cash

kanji