hey.
it’s 12 a.m on saturday evening here in tokyo.
which means that it’s 10 a.m friday in nyc.
which means 3p.m friday in the uk.
which means that it’s, uh, oh, late.
somewhere.
i think. the brain seems to have shut itself down. self-protection in the face of overwhelming sleep-deprived confusion.
it’s like when the simpsons get off the plane in japan.
or australia?
‘it’s 5 pm friday which is wednesday back home but you have to go back 12 hours but not to the day before, etc’
japan is a wonderful country.
5 days here has definitely convinced me of that fact.
i only have one complaint.
japanese soy milk. it is strangely inferior to american soy milk.
well, at least the sludge that they gave me in the hotel. everything else is wonderful. but the hotel soy milk tastes like ass.
we ate at a vegan restaurant called ‘cafe 8’ that is wonderful.
and it’s a furniture store downstairs. a nice combo.
and i’m very tired. in fact i think that my eyeballs just yawned.
thanks to all of the wonderful people i’ve met in japan who’ve made this trip so nice.
thanks,
moby