The Pilgrim insists on walking me to the bus station and I find it equal parts romantic and bittersweet. He’s says he’s proud I’ve decided to go to Kyoto alone, I am too, but I’m also waiting for him to change him mind and come with me. Maybe it’s a girl thing, but I want […]
Read more "Buses, Trains and Personality Traits"Although it’s still a deep blue in the morning sky when we leave the hotel, the sun will be up soon and we feel the rush. The air is cold and moist as we grab coffee and rolls at the Family Mart and take a long walk down the hill towards Lake Kawaguchi to try […]
Read more "Mount Fuji-tastic!"Waking up early after a night of drinking was hard, by the time I settled into bed it was 4am and starting a day exhausted sucks. I don’t hear from the Pilgrim until an hour later, and slow and tired we pack our stuff and head to the bus station for Fuji. The bus station […]
Read more "Out of Tokyo and to Mount Fuji."My legs tremble from all the walking, we’re both exhilarated and exhausted but how can you stop moving in a place like this? Tomorrow we head to Mount Fuji and I already know our trip will not be long enough to do it all. Instead of traveling out into the wilds of the Tokyo metro […]
Read more "Tokyo: Sake Sharing. Night 3."Today I woke at the more reasonable hour of 6:00am when my phone buzzed with the Pilgrim’s wake up call. We met downstairs and headed in the opposite direction as yesterday, walking through the quiet streets of a marketplace. The only places open, other than a 24 hour supermarket that sells a dozen flavors of […]
Read more "Tokyo, Sky Tree and Pandas. Day 3."It’s 4:30am and I am wide awake. WIDE AWAKE. The pilgrim and I thought this would happen, having both been exhausted at 8pm and in bed by 9pm. I message him, “are you awake?”, and lay back listening to the snoring of my neighbors. A few minutes later he messages back, “yep. shall we go […]
Read more "Tokyo, Day 2."I have been so busy the past two weeks that our travel day approaches fast and I have pre-planned nothing. I have a plane ticket, a place to meet the Pilgrim in Tokyo, and that’s it. I looked at a dozen guidebooks but couldn’t decide which one fit my trip, so I get on the […]
Read more "Tokyo. 2nd First Impressions."On the day I was having a miserable epiphany about my work, the Brit messages me to say he just bought a ticket to Japan. He was barely home a week before he needed to travel again. I really should no longer call him the “Brit” identifying him from where he comes because he is […]
Read more "Japan. Right there when you need it."It is exactly two months to the day since I returned from my adventure that I find myself back in the familiar place I was before I left. In front of a mirror in the office bathroom in the middle of my work day, full of angry tears, facing the person I no longer wanted […]
Read more "March 4th. 2 Months Home."January 14, 2015. It has been 10 days since I have been home. Of course I experienced such an extreme high that now I must face the extreme low. There is no balance in life. The low is not only my confusion about being back in New York, it’s not my fear for a new […]
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G*star Goes Grogan 