I knew things were gonna be different here, especially coming from a Western country. But I was unprepared for how many minute details were so different to what I was used to:

Asian bench.

Japanese concrete.

Oriental ping-pong scorecard.

Plastic wrap.
All with their distinct Oriental stamp that blows my mind. Who comes up with this shit?! Who are these masters of Zen design?
My man comes into town on Saturday and we will be blowing Tokyo to bits. I am especially excited about the Ninja restaurant I will be dining at. Expect action-packed photos after I'm done with the crippling depression caused by Stevhan's departure.
See you in a couple weeks!

1 comment:
i love table tennis .. however i have not mastered the art of returning a smash !
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