Hiroshima and home

We left Kyoto for Hiroshima but not before snagging a photo with one of the guys who stayed in our room at the hostel. The other sleepers were not so friendly.


I did not want to have another photo of me infront of this historical site. But a Japanese man approached us, asking if he wanted us to have him take our photo. How can you say no?



Kikugawa is here.

Welcome to my home. It is freezing. Chad and Brock didn't really believe me when I told them that the inside air of my apartment is the same temperature as the outside air. After setting foot in the door, then they believed me.