We are still forty three days away from year end but his vote for the most womantic moment so far is when we sat at this tea shop along Kumano Kodo drinking plum/shiso juice.
Me: Should we open a tea shop?
Him: Maybe when we are fifty?
Him: Is it raining outside?
Me: O let’s go for a womantic coffee date!
Toronto is one of those (slightly) dysfunctional places where a little rain creates little oceans around the curb. By the end of the coffee date, my shoes were in the same condition as that day when we walked around cape lookout along the Oregon Coast (see picture above).
As we sat outside Rooster Coffee drinking cortado (as always) watching the reflections of the headlights, a pink balloon floated across Jarvis Street.
i++ Rooster Coffee Jarvis
i++ Pink Balloon
i++ The Rain
i++ Little Oceans
In 2016, I celebrated my birthday at Black Sheep Inn and experienced a swirling sensation as we hiked the Quilotoa Loop. Our destination seemed well within reach but the path was obscured by the multitude of valleys between here and there. Then the low clouds came in and the lay of the land became even more mystifying.
In 2018, how shall I celebrate my birthday? Well, birthdays are about believing in magic and magic is especially important in February, which may feel like the darkest and coldest month.
Option A: mountaintop skating because everything is more magical on top of a mountain
Option B: finding the windiest spot in Toronto for kite flying because life is about having a long volatility strategy
Option C: watching the night sky and believing that the stars are perhaps fireflies hovering just out of reach
Yuasa lies ninety minutes south of KIX airport. Exiting the soy sauce museum, the elderly locals were excited to share mikan oranges and show us the newly restored old buildings.
Followed by shirasu-don @ 海ひこ: “whitebait on top of a bowl of rice using fresh shirasu (Yuasa boasts the largest catch in the prefecture) is listed as Wakayama’s 30 best local gourmet foods” (Yuasa Tourism Guide)
Waiting for a local train at the station
He says: Why don’t we take an express train
I respond: Express trains do not stop at places like this
A few weeks ago, we had the pleasure of attending the amazing wedding of Darlin. I’m really not a wedding person but I’m thinking all weddings should be scheduled such that the kiss occurs at sunset. On the coast of British Colombia. Something about those silhouettes in that fading light.
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After we got married in August 2014, many people asked: How’s married life?
My response: We’ve been living together for a while so the same as non-married life?
[Jul 2014] Bought blush dress for Jenny’s wedding
[Aug 2014] Wore blush dress to my wedding
[Oct 2014] Ate sushi for Denise Birthday @ Yasu
It’s not entirely clear.
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Walking along the bamboo forest in Arashiyama, he decided that he wanted a grapefruit drink. So we bought two grapefruit drinks. It was expensive.
As I put down the one on the left, I said: Let me take a picture of my grapefruit
As he put down the one on the right, he said: Take a picture of my grapefruit too
We don’t have a shared bank account but maybe we should get a shared instagram account?
It’s not entirely clear.
Despite all that planning, towards the end of the trip, he was overwhelmed by the Kyoto crowds (as well as the Kyoto heat). So I did a couple segments on my own. There is an upside since he does not like it when I follow a person stalkishly.
But that is precisely the joy of crowds.
i++ Nijo castle
i++ Cycling the narrow streets of Nakagyo
i++ Sanjo-kai playground
(sometimes I think he is a jazz listening whisky drinking character in a Murakami novel) (walking along philosopher’s walk at 5 am accompanied by cats maybe I am too)