We truly did not expect the depth and variety of cuisine in this country. We shall return substantially rounder and heavier.
A thirst for temples is briefly interrupted by the Railway Museum; and the washing machine is all Greek to me
Recovering from a minor earth tremor and major homesickness, daughter and I dive into the mean streets of Tokyo for some shopping relief
The cherry blossom might not have been worth a trip to Kawazu but the street food certainly was
Settling in to Japanese society nicely now – but will I ever understand a word that’s said to me?
An apartment next to the railway makes for one very grumpy sleep-deprived post…
One week in and we’re totally over the jet lag. Or are we…?
A land of smiling politeness and etiquette – something I’m not used to…
When faced with endless vistas of snow, there are plenty of things other than ski-ing to do…
The journey to Tokyo is an adventure in itself
How can one feel excited when there are bins to empty?