I am here, safe and sound, if a bit overwhelmed and feeling far more boorish, loutish, and generally socially unacceptable than I have in a long while. Oh, and stupid. Being unable to read the vast majority of the ubiquitous verbiage (or, for that matter, even to decode its characters) has large and undoubted advantages, but also contributes greatly to the feeling of childish incompetency.
Saturday, March 20, 2010
In better news, today I was able to spend a long time viewing and writing notes on the piece I traveled here to see. We spent the early evening in a beautiful park, found a charming vegetarian restaurant for dinner, and saw the lights and bustle of Shibuya before heading back home to Yokohama.