Japon landing period (diagonal reading recommended)

It's late, but I had some free time.

Also, I have decided to move my blog.
As you can see, this is a blog with no particular effort put into it. .

There is "domestic shipping" every year,
This time of year is very rare.
Probably the first time in about 10 years. Landing in Japon at this time! ! !
Ah, Spring~, Haru~, June Bride~!
That being said, yes. I returned to Japan temporarily to attend a relative's wedding, which I don't think will ever happen again.

A lot of people have died recently. . Well, there were so many dark stories,
It's a celebration, so come join us. I participated because I thought so and because of my aunt's strong request.

I decided to attend wearing a kimono,
I wonder what happened to it since I only have the previous long-sleeved kimono? I was thinking that,
It seems that my mother's visiting clothes are there. When I heard that, I immediately asked my father to take me out, but
There were so many stains that I was told it would cost 130,000 yen to get it cleaned, so I gave up. .

My aunt kept telling me, "It's okay! You can still go to furisode!"


No, no, she can do advanced techniques like Tetsuko Kuroyanagi!

What's more, it was the first time for me to meet that day, and a lot of my cousin's cousins ​​(squeezed!) attended in long-sleeved kimonos.

Abneeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeey
I almost did a fake.

I went there wearing a kimono and looking like a landlady. Good, good.

Other than that, it's been a long time since I last visited this time of year, so I ate some bonito, and even though I bought it thinking it was bonito, it was so delicious.
I went to the sea in Chiba and rode a horse.


Go to the sea in Kanagawa,



Take a walk in the 30 best forests nearby,



I tried bouldering,

I tried taking pictures with big yogurt,...

I did a lot of different things and really enjoyed it.

Actually, I was resting on a chair at Charles de Gaulle during the launch from France.
I looked at the person next to me who was busy repacking their belongings, and I said, ``Ah, that must be difficult.'' Well, I guess I don't need anything.''
I was just looking at it...

that? ? ?

What if? ? ? ?

yes! We were just friends!

Geeeeeeee. Awesome.

Actually, I wasn't too sure at first since I'd only been there a few times, but I was so busy with my luggage that I didn't even look at them.
I tried to give him a passionate look, but he didn't look at me.
So, when I went outside and stood in front of the glass, I noticed...

Both of us said, "Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!!!!!!"

Although we took different flights, we ended up in Japon on the same day.
``I'll definitely see you there! Let's have some fun,'' he promised, and then arrived at Tokio.
Once again, I found out that a friend I hadn't seen for about 5 years was coming to visit Tokyo.
``Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa'' So the three of us went out to play.

Anyway, what a coincidence. When something like this happens, I feel a strong sense of camaraderie.

But, as expected from a foreigner.
The day before, around 2 a.m., we started contacting each other and said, ``I want to go to Mt. Fuji'' or ``I want to go to the beach.''
Well, if it were Mt. Fuji, I'd have to leave home already... (I haven't decided on a date yet, around 5 o'clock in the morning...)
Or what? Do you want to climb Mt. Fuji? It's vague that I want to go. . Well, the mountain isn't open yet. .

For the time being, we tried to calm him down and decided to go to the beach, but that wasn't what we thought of as ``going to the beach.''
It was "sea bathing". . .
I was actually swimming. . .
Then I put on my clothes and went home. . (Nothing like it's sticky or I need a shower!)

I think the sea probably wasn't open either. When does the sea open? ?
Is it okay to swim before the sea opens? . Well, that's fine. .
(By the way, the day after that terrible typhoon)
The day after the typhoon, a sign for a house for sale in my neighborhood flew by, and the house was for sale.

I had a lot of fun with it, and a few days before I went back to France, on a whim, I decided to give it a weird perm! ! !
It's been about 10 years since I last went to a hair salon.

When I go back to Japan, while it's fun, there are times when everyone looks the same.
I don't like the way everyone's hair looks natural and casual...
these days! ? That's what I thought, so I tried getting a perm.
Moreover, my own conditions are ``I will never go to a fancy hair salon'' and ``I will never take a train to go to a hair salon.''
"Even though I'm not targeting them, my customers are mostly old ladies."
I'll give you a perm at a place like that! ! !

So, suddenly, I rushed to a nearby beauty salon. (But it's not a barber)

In fact, ``A woman who worked at a snack bar in the 90's was actually targeted by the police.
A woman who is likely to be caught by a detective while walking around in tsukake shoes during the day and say, ``Don't do that!''
The finish looks like this! !

nice.

It's been about a week since I got this messy hair,
It's pretty much my favorite now.
If you want to watch it, it looks like it's from the 20's (I feel like it)

Also, I always wonder why women of a certain age wear pants underneath their skirts or dresses. (Not spats or anything)
I want to say, ``Hey, you're crazy.'' .

The story changed completely,
In Japan, it's not allowed to take pictures in museums. .
I didn't know anything about it, so I was just casually taking a picture, but I got yelled at for being followed. .




One thing I regret is
One day before I left, my favorite band was playing a live show in Paris.
I was so disappointed that I couldn't go because it was so close! ! ! !

Every time I come back after having fun, I find myself unpacking all my stuff and it's amazing.
This time, I couldn't get rid of it, and I lost the will to do it, so I decided to stay away for a few days.


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