I saw and learned so much during my short time in Japan. The whole trip I was surprised and so happy to discover the shared abundance embedded in our collective cultural memories. From our homes to the food to our languages, through all these things I see that we’ve experienced similarities and differences, joy and pain, love and war for thousands of years. I get so much happiness from seeing us mix and mingle and yet it hurts so much to learn how we have done and are still capable of doing tremendous harm to one another. I wish I could convey in words the feeling in my heart that we are truly one family. If one day we can behold one another as kindred spirits; if one day there can be peace in the east, I know that would go a long way toward paving a path of peace for all humanity. Sayonara! Mata me! Jaa ne! Until next time! Warning: photos about to take a big dump.
I saw and learned so much during my short time in Japan. The whole trip I was surprised and so happy to discover the shared abundance embedded in our collective cultural memories. From our homes to the food to our languages, through all these things I see that we’ve experienced similarities and differences, joy and pain, love and war for thousands of years. I get so much happiness from seeing us mix and mingle and yet it hurts so much to learn how we have done and are still capable of doing tremendous harm to one another. I wish I could convey in words the feeling in my heart that we are truly one family. If one day we can behold one another as kindred spirits; if one day there can be peace in the east, I know that would go a long way toward paving a path of peace for all humanity. Sayonara! Mata me! Jaa ne! Until next time! Warning: photos about to take a big dump.
I saw and learned so much during my short time in Japan. The whole trip I was surprised and so happy to discover the shared abundance embedded in our collective cultural memories. From our homes to the food to our languages, through all these things I see that we’ve experienced similarities and differences, joy and pain, love and war for thousands of years. I get so much happiness from seeing us mix and mingle and yet it hurts so much to learn how we have done and are still capable of doing tremendous harm to one another. I wish I could convey in words the feeling in my heart that we are truly one family. If one day we can behold one another as kindred spirits; if one day there can be peace in the east, I know that would go a long way toward paving a path of peace for all humanity. Sayonara! Mata me! Jaa ne! Until next time! Warning: photos about to take a big dump.
I saw and learned so much during my short time in Japan. The whole trip I was surprised and so happy to discover the shared abundance embedded in our collective cultural memories. From our homes to the food to our languages, through all these things I see that we’ve experienced similarities and differences, joy and pain, love and war for thousands of years. I get so much happiness from seeing us mix and mingle and yet it hurts so much to learn how we have done and are still capable of doing tremendous harm to one another. I wish I could convey in words the feeling in my heart that we are truly one family. If one day we can behold one another as kindred spirits; if one day there can be peace in the east, I know that would go a long way toward paving a path of peace for all humanity. Sayonara! Mata me! Jaa ne! Until next time! Warning: photos about to take a big dump.
I saw and learned so much during my short time in Japan. The whole trip I was surprised and so happy to discover the shared abundance embedded in our collective cultural memories. From our homes to the food to our languages, through all these things I see that we’ve experienced similarities and differences, joy and pain, love and war for thousands of years. I get so much happiness from seeing us mix and mingle and yet it hurts so much to learn how we have done and are still capable of doing tremendous harm to one another. I wish I could convey in words the feeling in my heart that we are truly one family. If one day we can behold one another as kindred spirits; if one day there can be peace in the east, I know that would go a long way toward paving a path of peace for all humanity. Sayonara! Mata me! Jaa ne! Until next time! Warning: photos about to take a big dump.
I saw and learned so much during my short time in Japan. The whole trip I was surprised and so happy to discover the shared abundance embedded in our collective cultural memories. From our homes to the food to our languages, through all these things I see that we’ve experienced similarities and differences, joy and pain, love and war for thousands of years. I get so much happiness from seeing us mix and mingle and yet it hurts so much to learn how we have done and are still capable of doing tremendous harm to one another. I wish I could convey in words the feeling in my heart that we are truly one family. If one day we can behold one another as kindred spirits; if one day there can be peace in the east, I know that would go a long way toward paving a path of peace for all humanity. Sayonara! Mata me! Jaa ne! Until next time! Warning: photos about to take a big dump.
I saw and learned so much during my short time in Japan. The whole trip I was surprised and so happy to discover the shared abundance embedded in our collective cultural memories. From our homes to the food to our languages, through all these things I see that we’ve experienced similarities and differences, joy and pain, love and war for thousands of years. I get so much happiness from seeing us mix and mingle and yet it hurts so much to learn how we have done and are still capable of doing tremendous harm to one another. I wish I could convey in words the feeling in my heart that we are truly one family. If one day we can behold one another as kindred spirits; if one day there can be peace in the east, I know that would go a long way toward paving a path of peace for all humanity. Sayonara! Mata me! Jaa ne! Until next time! Warning: photos about to take a big dump.
Hiroshima, one of the saddest and most beautiful places I’ve traveled to. In the past I’ve only known it as the notorious target of the first atomic bomb and now I know it for so much more. The burden of history and the sense of melancholy is unforgettable here but what truly takes my breath away is it’s resilience and serenity. Hiroshima feels vibrant and new. It has been rebuilt upon a promise of peace out of the ashes from war. I saw children laugh and play by the riverbank next to one of the atomic building remains nick named “atomic dome” I feel the soul of Hiroshima aching to share the indelible scars left in its cultural memory and the hope that if we always remember what occured here then history needn’t ever repeat itself. I hope everyone can gets a chance to come here and feel it too. Love and Peace.
Hiroshima, one of the saddest and most beautiful places I’ve traveled to. In the past I’ve only known it as the notorious target of the first atomic bomb and now I know it for so much more. The burden of history and the sense of melancholy is unforgettable here but what truly takes my breath away is it’s resilience and serenity. Hiroshima feels vibrant and new. It has been rebuilt upon a promise of peace out of the ashes from war. I saw children laugh and play by the riverbank next to one of the atomic building remains nick named “atomic dome” I feel the soul of Hiroshima aching to share the indelible scars left in its cultural memory and the hope that if we always remember what occured here then history needn’t ever repeat itself. I hope everyone can gets a chance to come here and feel it too. Love and Peace.
Hiroshima, one of the saddest and most beautiful places I’ve traveled to. In the past I’ve only known it as the notorious target of the first atomic bomb and now I know it for so much more. The burden of history and the sense of melancholy is unforgettable here but what truly takes my breath away is it’s resilience and serenity. Hiroshima feels vibrant and new. It has been rebuilt upon a promise of peace out of the ashes from war. I saw children laugh and play by the riverbank next to one of the atomic building remains nick named “atomic dome” I feel the soul of Hiroshima aching to share the indelible scars left in its cultural memory and the hope that if we always remember what occured here then history needn’t ever repeat itself. I hope everyone can gets a chance to come here and feel it too. Love and Peace.
Hiroshima, one of the saddest and most beautiful places I’ve traveled to. In the past I’ve only known it as the notorious target of the first atomic bomb and now I know it for so much more. The burden of history and the sense of melancholy is unforgettable here but what truly takes my breath away is it’s resilience and serenity. Hiroshima feels vibrant and new. It has been rebuilt upon a promise of peace out of the ashes from war. I saw children laugh and play by the riverbank next to one of the atomic building remains nick named “atomic dome” I feel the soul of Hiroshima aching to share the indelible scars left in its cultural memory and the hope that if we always remember what occured here then history needn’t ever repeat itself. I hope everyone can gets a chance to come here and feel it too. Love and Peace.
Hiroshima, one of the saddest and most beautiful places I’ve traveled to. In the past I’ve only known it as the notorious target of the first atomic bomb and now I know it for so much more. The burden of history and the sense of melancholy is unforgettable here but what truly takes my breath away is it’s resilience and serenity. Hiroshima feels vibrant and new. It has been rebuilt upon a promise of peace out of the ashes from war. I saw children laugh and play by the riverbank next to one of the atomic building remains nick named “atomic dome” I feel the soul of Hiroshima aching to share the indelible scars left in its cultural memory and the hope that if we always remember what occured here then history needn’t ever repeat itself. I hope everyone can gets a chance to come here and feel it too. Love and Peace.
If you’re stuck inside a decrepit place, open your heart and meditate. Said the Lemur to the naked ape.
If you’re stuck inside a decrepit place, open your heart and meditate. Said the Lemur to the naked ape.
This is Memory Lane (思出横丁). We stumbled upon it off the side of a busy street in Shinjuku Tokyo. It’s a small thread compared to the massive throughfares of this megatroplis, but just like memories sometimes it’s the small surprises that stick around the longest. Enjoy this warm memory with me. P.S. Apparently it’s also called Piss Alley and if anyone knows why please tell me because all I could smell was the wonderful smoke coming off of the teppanyaki grills and the only liquid flowing I saw was the saké.
This is Memory Lane (思出横丁). We stumbled upon it off the side of a busy street in Shinjuku Tokyo. It’s a small thread compared to the massive throughfares of this megatroplis, but just like memories sometimes it’s the small surprises that stick around the longest. Enjoy this warm memory with me. P.S. Apparently it’s also called Piss Alley and if anyone knows why please tell me because all I could smell was the wonderful smoke coming off of the teppanyaki grills and the only liquid flowing I saw was the saké.
This is Memory Lane (思出横丁). We stumbled upon it off the side of a busy street in Shinjuku Tokyo. It’s a small thread compared to the massive throughfares of this megatroplis, but just like memories sometimes it’s the small surprises that stick around the longest. Enjoy this warm memory with me. P.S. Apparently it’s also called Piss Alley and if anyone knows why please tell me because all I could smell was the wonderful smoke coming off of the teppanyaki grills and the only liquid flowing I saw was the saké.
This is Memory Lane (思出横丁). We stumbled upon it off the side of a busy street in Shinjuku Tokyo. It’s a small thread compared to the massive throughfares of this megatroplis, but just like memories sometimes it’s the small surprises that stick around the longest. Enjoy this warm memory with me. P.S. Apparently it’s also called Piss Alley and if anyone knows why please tell me because all I could smell was the wonderful smoke coming off of the teppanyaki grills and the only liquid flowing I saw was the saké.
This is Memory Lane (思出横丁). We stumbled upon it off the side of a busy street in Shinjuku Tokyo. It’s a small thread compared to the massive throughfares of this megatroplis, but just like memories sometimes it’s the small surprises that stick around the longest. Enjoy this warm memory with me. P.S. Apparently it’s also called Piss Alley and if anyone knows why please tell me because all I could smell was the wonderful smoke coming off of the teppanyaki grills and the only liquid flowing I saw was the saké.
This is Memory Lane (思出横丁). We stumbled upon it off the side of a busy street in Shinjuku Tokyo. It’s a small thread compared to the massive throughfares of this megatroplis, but just like memories sometimes it’s the small surprises that stick around the longest. Enjoy this warm memory with me. P.S. Apparently it’s also called Piss Alley and if anyone knows why please tell me because all I could smell was the wonderful smoke coming off of the teppanyaki grills and the only liquid flowing I saw was the saké.
This is Memory Lane (思出横丁). We stumbled upon it off the side of a busy street in Shinjuku Tokyo. It’s a small thread compared to the massive throughfares of this megatroplis, but just like memories sometimes it’s the small surprises that stick around the longest. Enjoy this warm memory with me. P.S. Apparently it’s also called Piss Alley and if anyone knows why please tell me because all I could smell was the wonderful smoke coming off of the teppanyaki grills and the only liquid flowing I saw was the saké.
– Will you be my Valentine? – No dude. I’m a dog. #puppylove 🫰
– Will you be my Valentine? – No dude. I’m a dog. #puppylove 🫰
– Will you be my Valentine? – No dude. I’m a dog. #puppylove 🫰
