Rested…at last
Not much to update in rainy Tokyo, except the kangaroo is back in the shoebox. We’re just hanging out with friends or pigging out at home. A typhoon passed over the city but it was a weak one as it lost its momentum after doing some serious damage in Okinawa and Kyushu.
Last night, the kangaroo and I sampled a variety of cocktails at the jazz bar near our place. It’s a tiny hole-in-the-wall joint that pipes jazz tunes and has an impressive wall of liquor. The bartenders are friendly and whip up delicious drinks. I even hopped over one evening when I had nothing to do — I ended up speaking a lot of Japanese while slowly getting pleasantly inebriated.
Anyway, we slept heavily over the weekend. It’s just what the doctor ordered as I had been plagued by the kind of fatigue an eight-hour sleep won’t erase. The kangaroo has been wiped out by a month of business travel, too, so it’s been perfect that we had a slow weekend. The rain made it even more cosy to slumber during our 11-hour snooze marathon. It’s also a public holiday tomorrow and I’m just relishing every little bit of free time.
Heading over to a friend’s farewell later but other than that I have nothing on my schedule. Flopping over to the futon to read a book. Ahh… ‘tis a real weekend.
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