A weekend

Friday (a day off) Edo Tokyo Museum: nice, too many models (of buildings, not people who wear clothes for a living), near restaurants where I spilled miso soup on a cushion and tatami mats like a pillock.

Saturday (a day off that I had to book) Shibuya: drank, got drunk, met Pete + significant other and friends. Unexpectedly met a workmate and former Japanese teachers (still Japanese teachers, former only to me and my friend Shawn I think).

Now. Oh, chocolate. And maybe a bit of reading. I finished Never Let Me Go by Kazuo Ishiguro the other day and it made me cry, so maybe something different.