There’s this street called Takeshita and it’s filled with more crazy which was a hoot to visit. It’s a good thing I take pictures because all of it already is starting to blur and I’m still here!
Character: Keren
Keren is married to Errol, some wonder if under duress. She is the mother of Ekko and Zoe. She is a nurse and a saint.
Comic #720 – “Volunteering”
I’ve jumped a few days, because it involved more skiing, eating, and nude bathing, so I figured I didn’t need to repeat comics on that. I have photos on facebook though.
I also have photos of us volunteering as well. We road bikes to the church and that was cool! The streets are so different here and riding through them felt so other-worldly. 😀
Comic #719 – “Snowboarding is Hard”
It took some time for my legs to remember how to snowboard. The first day, I only lasted for about four hours. The second day was much better. I was able to stay the whole day! And then I rested. Because snowboarding is hard.
Comic #716 – “Bonding”
Yes. The onsen. The public bath.
Sorry this was late. We were celebrating New Year’s Eve dinner! It was great! I hope you all have a great time tonight!
Comic #714 – “Made It!”
After we missed the second train, we waited another hour or so for the next train. We were very fortunate, for the door stopped right in front of us. People had to get off while the masses were trying to push in.
At one point, Ekko yelled, “OFF!”
This startled them enough that people were able to get off the train and my family crowded in. Now, I was at the end, and my hand was holding onto this large suitcase. This old woman was trying to get off and also trying to climb over my suitcase. People were pushing me from behind, but I wouldn’t let go of the suitcase. So we were at a bit of a stand still as the old woman couldn’t get through since she was stuck on my suitcase, and I couldn’t get on because she was stuck on my suitcase. Eventually, we made it through.
While we were waiting for the train to depart, we did hear one woman screaming “Anna! Anna!” Apparently, she and her twelve year old daughter got separated: the mom was on the train, and the daughter was off. She screamed her name for a long while until someone probably relented and let her on. It was pretty chaotic!
At this time, my phone was dead. My bag was also at the back of the train so I couldn’t grab my book. It was a long, one hour, train ride.