In our third year in Japan, it became very difficult to do some of the things we had become accustomed to doing on weekends. Gone were the flying visits to Osaka, Kobe and Kyoto. It was just too too difficult with a new baby, logistically.
So we had to take it in turns to (very occasionally) venture out alone, which was much less fun. I missed Nadia's company and all the chatter and mutual reinforcement that comes with going places together. I felt far more 'foreign' on those occasions, something which I can't really explain, except that maybe that it's synonymous with plain old self-consciousness. So I really could identify with the gaijin who looked so lost and alone, the ones we had sighted on previous trips into big cities. And its little wonder that they gathered in such numbers at Starbucks or the many faux UK-themed pubs that dot the likes of Kobe and Osaka. Its hard to blame them really.
So here is a snap of Nadia on one of her out~alone adventures (I think to Kyoto), taken from our Mitsubishi at Sanda Station.
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