Back to Nagoya

Arrived into Tokyo yesterday and been bumbling about like a tourist all the way to Nagoya. Two years has effectively wiped most of my Japanese language skills and navigation sense from memory so it's been interesting finding my way around. It feels like home though, albeit surreal and transitory.

Not much has changed, though I had forgotten about the crazy Japanese dress sense. The Japanese are a very uniquely stylish bunch and it always surprises me how well put together their disparate styles are. Only the japanese men and women can pull off their funky looks with such confidence and panache. The weather right now is hot and muggy, but since the calendar dictates it to be Autumn, all the knee high boots, heavy plaid and woollens have been pulled out. Here I am traipsing about in my thongs (or as Dwayne keeps correcting me in exasperation- my flip flops), shapeless skirt and bonds t-shirt, looking distinctly hot and flustered, whilst the Japanese sail along without breaking a sweat. How do they do it?!

I'm heading to Osaka today to cool off at an aptly named place called Spa World. It's like a water fun park with bathing sensibilities. I have planned an onsen holiday for the 2 weeks that I'm here, visiting as many famous onsens as I can, so even though it's hot here, I'll be constantly squeaky clean.