A bunch of drunkers and I rented a black Honda station wagon to drive to the Izu peninsula for a night. We relished the stampy cartilage of a raw octopus tenticle and they prodded at shellfish with long sticks.
Taking a hot spring bath together is a good chance to talk about boys. Eating potato chips with chopsticks is a learned method for keeping your hands clean.
Waking up at 5:45 to catch the train back to Tokyo is a fine chance to see the red rising sun you always hear about. It's the one on the flag. It looks best tumbling boldly over the sea on the shoulders of mountains.
2 comments:
リンジー！ yasuko dayo. kate showed me some of you guys izu trip pictures!! 楽しそう。
tanoshikatta ne!
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