Bangkok is hot and humid, internet cafes are air conditioned. But still I never get anything written. Perhaps that is the fault of one Mr Jim Short who is an excellent host, which means I struggle to get out of bed to get water quite late each day.
Twenty Minutes With a Tokyo Scrubber – a gaijin tale
A few days ago, I was in Tokyo, hoping to get to Kyoto and catch up with a school chum who is teaching English there, and, from his email, dressing as Santa Claus. We’d agreed to do all of the things that Japan had to offer – get cutesy photo stickers, play video games, croon
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