Today's happiness was shopping. I know that's kind of pathetic and girly but I did find the perfect gift for my friend's wedding. I spent a good two hours wandering round the kitchen shop district of Tokyo, poking in pottery shops and laughing at the replica food shops. It's big here, replica food. There was a full size pizza made of whatever plastic it is they use that was on sale that I thought about buying but it was so heavy...and pointless.
The thing that amused me most was though this
That's about £1500 worth of adult human sized lobster, holding a menu board. Now if I was five, say, there's a chance I'd be scared to death by that thing looming over me and I might throw a fit of the screaming ab-dabs at the entrance to any place that had one of these. Weird, how that thought as an adult made me smile.
I paddled in the Pacific! That means I've done both sides as it were, California and Japan. When I was little the Pacific Ocean seemed like another planet, not just the other side of this one. I never imagined I'd have visited it even once, let alone both sides of it, even up to about seven or eight years ago. My job has offered me huge opportunities to travel and has paid me enough to indulge in my own travel too. So, the happiness is more about counting my blessings than actually seeing the ocean I guess. Although that was pretty damn cool too.
The view from Yuigahama beach, in Kamakura.
Eight Days of Happiness (seen everywhere)
1. Post about something that made you happy today, even if it's just a small thing.
2. Do this every day for eight days.
(I'm not going to tag people because I'm not even sure I can do this for every one of the days due to travel and I won't anyone else on the spot)
Today:
Hanami in Tokyo - literally flower viewing. It's basically going and sitting under the blossoms and eating and drinking. I've just come back to the hotel from an evening sat on the floor, which killed my hips, knees and back, but it was worth it. Also, a little giddy on plum wine :-)
Sakura - cherry blossom
He died on Sunday at Cedars-Sinai Hospital in Los Angeles, with his father Dave Hallett by his side.
John slipped his hand into Rodney's and twined their fingers together, still marveling he was allowed to do this. Rodney's skin was warm and dry and just a little rough, perfect in John's mind. The owner of the hand raised an eyebrow at him, as though he knew just how much of a love struck fool his boyfriend was, but didn't say anything. Instead he squeezed John's hand and dragged him through the door of market, heading in the direction of the deli instead of the coffee counter. John knew it was Rodney's way of saying he was just as love struck as John was.
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