Mattete!!!


We are packing again.

Tomorrow we will leave for Japan: Ralph has a meeting in Kobe and we are following him.
The weather doesn't seem to be too good, with some tropical storms and winds, but it will hopefully get better.

...of course I am happy, but the idea of SUCH a long flight is terrifying.

Guess I will have to relax and just post again when I am there, since it might really appear to you it's more a torture than a pleasure.
Japan is one of the countries I love most.
I love Japanese people, food, sights, colors, language, sounds - yeah, some might even be disgusting, but they are part of the fun.
Besides, I have tons of good memories related to Japan; lot of dear friends (I know, some might argue a friend is someone you see very often, but me...no, I don't have such friends).

The photo above was taken six years ago, in front of the Pacific Ocean, in Chigasaki.
eeeeee......

Last, but not least, I met Ralph in Japan.


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Elisa @ Globetrotting in Heels said…
I've never been to Asia. Have a wonderful trip!
October 7, 2009 at 10:52 AM
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