Tenkataji

Eleven hour days and the frenetic scurrying of project work are my breakers, slamming against the rocks, and wearing me down. Tomorrow I jump on a plane and end up in Osaka. It’s been a while coming, but it’ll be good to be back, and I’m looking forward to slipping the leash and disappearing into the back country, choosing the path less travelled until I’ve taken the connections that put me alone at the front of the single-carriage train that judders along the coast, heading to somewhere I’ve never been before.

As always, updates from the road.

Posted in Mwah on Thursday October 2, 2008.