Monthly Archives: October 2015

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Dogo Beer in Matsuyama

I visited Matsuyama and drank Dogo Beer in July, 2015

“One gulp of beer taken just after a bath is the time you feel most refreshed. ”

The sign stood outside Dogo Biiru Kan Brewery Restaurant, only meters from Dogo Onsen. I had just finished my bath in the onsen, and a beer and maybe some food certainly sounded refreshing. I went inside.

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Dogo Onsen in Matsuyama

I visited Dogo Onsen in July, 2015

According to legend, the hot spring (onsen) at Dogo was discovered back in ancient times when an injured white heron healed itself in the hot spring. Suffering from an injured shin, the heron soaked its wing in the water every day until one day the bird was healed and flew away. Word quickly spread through Japan about the water’s ability to heal.

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Jimbocho, Tokyo. Booklover’s Heaven

I visited Jimbocho in Tokyo in July, 2015

I have always loved books, always been an avid reader. My love goes back to when I was a child, when my mum would use to read to me before I went to bed. As I have grown older my love for books have stayed with me, and now I always try to combine my love for books and my love for travel.

Jimbocho

Jimbocho

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Picky Eater

The following episode happened in July, 2015

Watching him trying to eat sushi was horrible. He literally looked like he would throw up for every bite he took. He still kept trying though, he worked his way through every piece on the plate, if only a little taste. The tuna and the snapper he actually liked, he said so, but did not finish them without some encouragement.

My friend, the picky eater, did not like sushi

Sushi, not for the picky eater

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A Peace Rally in Osaka

I visited Osaka and watched a rally in favour of Article Nine in July, 2015

You could hear the protestors from far away. A rhythmic chant in Japanese, probably a peace slogan. No more war or give peace a chance or something. I walked closer to the rally, wanting to see what was happening.

I had seen them walk by as I checked into my hotel, a large group of people with posters, some of them in English. No more war. PEACE. Yes to Article Nine. They were chanting then as well. Funny how a provision in a constitution forced upon them by the US could evoke such passion, such feeling.

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