For your viewing pleasure, random fodder from my camera from the past two months:
Ripe mikan tree just outside my junior high school. There are many many thousands of these trees in this valley. Overripe fruit rolls out into the street, into gutters, and every possible nook of the landscape here. The vice-principle at Bunsei Junior High admonished the kids at a morning assembly: "Taking mikans is shoplifting, and shoplifting is a crime!" I can hardly blame them, though - these are delicious.
One of my great loves in this country - Maximum spicyness Curry at CoCo Ichiban with spinach and cow guts.
The Culture Festival at Bunsei Junior High School. The banner reads: "A Culture Festival that will remain not in records, but memories." Even the tough-guy/sassy-girl third years are pretty cute when they all sing together.
Kishu-kun: The traffic safety hound of Wakayama.
Fresh-dried squid at a fish market in Katsuura. For when you feel like eating something that resembles a hideous space creature.
Apparently this is actually a pretty nice hotel.... (Osaka)
The existential crisis section of the bookstore. Titles include "What am I?" "What is Death?" and "What is the Soul?". I'd post the answers, but alas, they were shrink-wrapped! Spiritual enlightenment foiled by plastic!
There are several city blocks of Osaka adorned with similar feline/pop culture themed flags. I have no clue why, but "why" is certainly besides the point here.
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