The trains were running the wrong way. It was strange waiting on the opposite side of the station. Little things,
I hurt my wrist on Sunday (opening a door. I have ridiculously weak wrists) and had to wear a brace. I covered the karate-man icon (my injury was much more lame) with my vintage Rome souvenir scarf.
I accidentally deleted all my photos off my macbook. I know I should have a back up but I just haven't gotten around to it.
Thankfully I found a programme where you can download all your photos off flickr. It just took forever and a day.
I switched to glasses for a few days before going to Japan. I didn't want my eyes to hate me or my contact lenses to wear out.
Picking up wine as a thank you to Tim for letting us take up his spare room during our time in Japan.
A note left by my baby sister as she left for school before I got up. Usually it's the other way around but I had taken the day off to pack! We flew to Auckland that evening.
The first time this year I have completely missed a day. I was doing so well!
We left Auckland at ridiculously-early-o'clock, spent 12 hours on a plane, met Tim at Kansai Airport, felt overwhelmed by Japan, and Osaka, went out for Korean BBQ then drinks, and crashed in to bed just after midnight.
I should have taken photos but it just completely slipped my mind.
I look exhausted. Behind me the bed is covered with clothes folded and ready to be packed.