It is 5:50 A.M. My roommates are asleep. Last night we took the elevator to the top floor of Porta/Kyoto station to a cheap but delicious restaurant where we ordered ten-don, oyako-don, udon (?), and 3 flavors of umeshu plum wine. We were excited and giggly and celebrating our day and the fact that, after much wishing, we finally got our cell phones.

There is always so much potential in our conversations in Japan: let's go do this. let's go see this. oh! and we have to travel! where are you going? let's go!

P.S. I won't be using this blog throughout the year, as I've set up a separate blog for pictures and so on.