Hotel New Takahashi Takezonoten
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... very odd to me. "I'm 'dropping in' on a specialist??" I thought.
I hop back on my bike and head out to the dermatology centre. Sure enough, upon presenting my health insurance card I am directed to sit. Nothing else. Within the hour I am sitting in front of white-coated dermatologist and explaining my problem. After a quick inspection I am instantly ushered into the next room and having said lesion treated on the spot. ...
Marc arrive to Tadmi. He said the hiking in the forests would have been very difficult for me and especially with the heat. It was good I stayed behind. After work was done they had dinner at 250 year old farmhouse filled with antiques and old furniture. He was sorry I missed that and I would have loved it. They had a dinner with the mayor ( a wealthy premium ...
... the way, I decided that inner me was
unacceptable. It's unacceptable to feel that pain, or hurt, it's
unacceptable to forgive those wrongs, etc.... and she got stuffed
inside. So in a way... you don't want to beat up inner you... you want
to fight the barriers around that part, and unleash inner you.
I said it before once when you asked me to fill in the blank "life is
like..." I said "the wind." Again like ...
... were three older men there watching a Japanese game show on TV and an elderly lady helping the owner. It was really weird. Plus, after the lovely sign in English asking us to come in, she really didn’t speak much English, so we managed to order two plates of gyoza and some noodles. We had no idea what was about to appear really.
We started with a plate each of green beans in mayo. Ben ate mine, there’s only so much mayo I can take in a fortnight. The ...
... a nice dinner and a chat about many things, and then paid up to go and meet another of Brendan’s friends for a drink. We were a bit taken back by the price of dinner at ¥6500 (£50) for two small curries and bread plus a cocktail and a beer! We reeled from that a bit.
We then took the train to another station, Ebisu, (getting disorientated by now) where we were meeting up with Ian and his wife Nao, and her friend Norika. I had a little chuckle on route as even at 10pm ...