Roppongi, Yanbaru, and the end of the Olympics (among other things)

What it is? I'm back in Okinawa after five days of metro-madness up in the crazy city of Tokyo. And you know what, I'm not afraid to say it: I love nature and I'm completely content living on this island with beautiful ocean and forests. Although it was good to get into the city for a bit. Them Kenyan brothers at the entrances to the clubs between the Roppongi metro station and my brother's pad (thanks Ohki, foshoooo) be like, "YO Aniki, aniki! Kawaaii-YO, Aniki!" Loosely translated, "Hey, brother, brother the girls are cute here, brother." And at first glance you'd think these dudes are from like New York or maybe Washington DC, but naw, they're like, from Cameroon and Zimbabwe. Yeeah, aniki. It was a good time getting back into the buildings and crowds and shops.

So here are some photos, as Beirut sings, it's 'A scenic world'...

Tokyo trains take time to tolerate; people passing
publicly passive, robots require resuscitation.

The girlfriend and I went to Tokyo Disneyland, and
this pic of Pixar hats is a decent depiction of height
difference, at least. Maan, we became small children again!

It was sunny all day and then rained a little bit
when we were in line for Thunder Mountain,
which was refreshing.

The Toei-Oedo line was Londonese to me,
reminded me of England.

And back to Okinawa, a quick drive through the forests.

Woo.. good one Shoko

Yessirr, that's how some of it went down. I took a video camera and taped my (real) Aniki and myself climbing Mt. Fuji two Fridays ago, which was quite an experience, but my camera broke on the way down the mountain and I have yet to extract the pictures from it.

Now I'm back in the office, comfortable and getting ready for the new semester starting next week. Yeah!! And hopefully I can continue filming as well, jeeeeaaahh! I'm finishing up a Hemingway book on bullfighting, pyyeeaaahhh. And I picked up a new Raymond Carver collection, sssssssssseyyyyyyyyyyyeeaaahhhh.

Hell yeah Olympics were ssiiiiiick! Later yalls, I miss all of you back home, and in whereverhomes. Holmes. Sherlock.