Enjoying the sights, sounds and smells of first-time parenthood. Progress on the vegetable garden and other ramblings of a gaijin in Japan’s least populous prefecture.
My mother usually buys this large loaf to cut up for toast, as the smaller ones tend to be too sweet. At €2 a piece it makes those back in Japan seem like an excessive treat. We are all off west for a week on what might turn out to be a busman’s holiday.
We have been in France a couple of days, following our week in England. The weather at the moment isn’t much of an improvement, but I am relieved to see it’s much the same back in Japan. Earlier today, I received an email from my sister-in-law with a few photos of the garden, which is already beginning to bear fruit (and veg).
Our long haul trip over was relaxed and was helped a great deal with a baby bassinet. When Kento wasn’t sleeping, he was waving at everybody queuing for the toilet – which was for most of the flight.
Tomorrow we begin our trip back to Europe - at least to a hotel near to the airport. I shall be without an internet connection for the first couple of weeks (and a garden for a couple of months). Hopefully be able to resume posting after that, so stay tuned.
Everybody here as been very generous in donating clothes, their own kiddies have outgrown. Here Kento is sitting astride his latest gift. I hope the new waste regulations bring about even more Reuse and Recycling.
Yesterday I went on a package tour to Kōchi on the island of Shikoku. We made good time and as we crossed the Grand Seto Bridge the gloomy skies began to subside. Although I was unable get any reasonable shots from within the bus, the views were striking. The series of bridges span the Seto Inland Sea which is home to around three thousand islands.
Once we arrived, our group descended upon a local ryokan for lunch (held at eleven as we over an hour early). We then had our ‘free time’ to explore the castle. The ume (asian plum) had just begun to flower.
Back on the bus we travelled the short distance to Katsura Beach, a quintessential Japanese scene.
On Friday I left my £40k Risk Management Consultant job. Got a good send off, as usual none of the ‘upper’ management appeared. In fact it was only when I barged in on the MD that he acknowledged “oh your leaving today”, the turd. I hope somebody gives him a good kick up the arse - with one of his cowboy boots.
Got a nice bottle of Champagne from Jon.
Today arrived in Japan for the third time, from now on I hope only to leave for holidays.
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