in one word. onsen.
wonderfully softly revitalizing cocoons of near-orgasmic comfort for me ol' achin' body.
a warm bath doesn't begin to get near this.
in one word. onsen.
wonderfully softly revitalizing cocoons of near-orgasmic comfort for me ol' achin' body.
a warm bath doesn't begin to get near this.
as the shinkansen pulls away from tokyo
and the skyscrapers fall behind
the little boxy houses appear
in their fields of green
and
you just get calm
they allow people to smoke in eating places.
the horror. and the smell.
the heart grows fonder after a break of years of course, but all the same there are nice changes:
what i love about japan:
i want to be able to do a pull-up, i tell Jo.
this gets him mighty excited. seeing as how my usual motivation per session is the ticking minute hand on the clock. yes, that is a good ambition! you will need to build up your upper limb strength and your core. we'll give it one year. you can do it!
this alarms me. seeing as how i am still in the nice aspiration zone and not ready to sweat yet. i don't want to grow muscles, i warn him. don't worry, that's not so easy to do! he tells me. so i say (to be very clear), i don't want to accidentally grow muscles either.