Hotel Okura Kyoto

Taking in the sites, since this is the last day(s) of the trip. I think after this tour, I'll be ...

The sounds, the smell, and the people reminds me that a culture's roots are some what dissapearing and the only way to preseve them is to isolate them from everything else. Spirt and body have to be one in order for life to flow. Funny how this coming ...

*sigh* Customs, taxes, security check. Another 10 hrs back to a place that I tried to escape, but fate has it that I have to return. *Sleep, eat, stretch, repeat. Coming to a Home where the heart supposedly holds. The things that I carry are ...

... gaudy, highly flashy character of the architecture she was bored by the time we'd spent a couple hours there. I guess too many trips to Kyoto has worn her out on that sort of thing. A couple of Mayu's old childhood friends live in Tokyo now, so we met ...

... friends to drool over back in Brooklyn. Walking further along Meguro Dori, we finally landed at the uber cool Claska hotel, which has quietly earned a reputation as the world's premier urban design hotel. Sitting in the Lobby café and enjoying Green ...