No Buses, No Trains, Just Coffee & Baths
well, it turns out that journey home is not happening as quite as planned… snow that started falling during my […]
No Buses, No Trains, Just Coffee & Baths Read Post »
well, it turns out that journey home is not happening as quite as planned… snow that started falling during my […]
No Buses, No Trains, Just Coffee & Baths Read Post »
After yet another long soak in an outdoor bath – this time with a loudmouth geezer running his mouth about
“letting the days go by” Misasa ♨️ Soujourn, p.7 Read Post »
Getting chilly here in the Misasa village, down to -5 with bits of slushy snow – not the big dumps
Snow Bits & Ondol Bliss – Notes from Misasa Read Post »
After a long hot soak with some unexpected (and usually not-allowed) colourful characters, sitting outside with a statue commemorating the
“to walk & to listen” Misasa ♨️ Sojourn, p.6 Read Post »
I’m on the road with my old time suitcase covered in stickers and my ukulele slung over my back like
Old Suitcase, No/New Songs – Wandering Again Read Post »
In amongst my hot spring soak, on a snowy morning… well mid-day, I enjoy a lingering long lunch, talking about
snow day, slow lunch – Misasa ♨️ Sojourn, p.5 Read Post »
Radon, derived from radium is the central magic potion to these Hot Springs so, as such I wondered towards a
“our lady of Radium” Misasa ♨️ Sojourn, p.4 Read Post »
Moss covered shrines are impossibly photogenic and charming. I’m going daily to drop a coin, ring the bell and say
Of Moss Shrines & Rattling Bells Read Post »
Of course I’m here for soaking in hot baths and there are two baths and an “ondol” hot room where
Misasa Memories – Baths, Bridges & Booklets Read Post »
In between soaks at 5 different baths so far, made several video diaries – three sorta long ones, one featuring
Hot baths, kohi and desking Read Post »
Back at my lil “café nook” from the outdoor bath – because that is what I do, I take baths,
“tea & oranges” Misasa ♨️ Sojourn, p.3 Read Post »
Carrying on with personal archeology for biographers who may never emerge, I sit (respectfully of course) at the shrine –
“we are not 2, we are 1” Misasa ♨️ sojourn, p.2 Read Post »
Arriving in a mountain valley village of Misasa, Tottori – holding loads of memories from a previous life – for
“i’ve got this gift” Misasa ♨️ sojourn, p. 1 Read Post »
Today was a mochi pounding event at the preschool… I did not take snapshots as a move of discretion for
Mochi Mornings, Ramen Afternoons & Wool Shirt Evenings Read Post »
Whilst tidying up beloved Kura Barn Studio, remembering to remember the passed on pal – a proprietor of an Italian bistro,
A Good Man Down (and ambiguous mysterious musings) Read Post »
Making marmalade We have a lovely box of organic Yuzu citrus fruit (if you don’t know it, it’s very tart
Citrus Meditations – Marmalade in the Making Read Post »