Mt. Fuji, I Swear

I promise that is a photo of Mt Fuji – it was taken through the window of a Bullet Train, which as you know goes a million miles an hour. Plus, clouds.

Today was taken up mostly by rushing, waiting, traveling, and then waiting again, but the evening was topped off by a ramen dinner with a relative who lives here. Afterwards, he took me to Golden Gai, an area and experience I never would have had on my own. An excellent last night in Japan.

So, yes, sadly, tomorrow I return to Hawaii, but of course Hawaii isn’t such a bad place to have to return to.

What I’ll miss: the warm toilet seats/bidets; the food; the gentleness; the quiet of the forests; the mannerly queuing, the cleanliness, and definitely the bowing.

What I’m looking forward to: my electric toothbrush and WaterPic; soft mattress and pillow; family and friends; those ocean breezes.

I am hopeful that soon I’ll be traveling again, maybe to California soon and then later on a European autumn tour: Copenhagen, Berlin, Thames River Walk, and Ireland, and maybe the Camino de Santiago . . . Wish me luck!

Live all you can. It’s a mistake not to.

3 thoughts on “Mt. Fuji, I Swear”

  1. Aloha Nancy . . . well yesterday I finally was able to read all of your posts in succession and loved them all — thank you so much for sharing!! I look forward to your return and catching up more. Much love and hugs,


  2. Sorry, folks, but I had to write a little poem.

    Whan that Aprill with his shoures soote,
    The droght of March hath perced to the roote,
    Than Nancy gathers up her brave corage,
    And longen she to go on pilgrimage.

    This trip of marvels was indeed replete,
    With scenes of pathways, shrines, and flowers sweet.
    Though sore and tired feet try to complain,
    She plans her new adventures once again.


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