Sunday, January 31, 2010
Sunday, January 24, 2010
La leçon de piano
There is a silence where hath been no sound.
There is a silence where no sound may be.
In the cold grave under the deep, deep sea.
Monday, January 18, 2010
If heaven was on Earth..
.. my soul would rest in Ile de Bréhat.
Clear skies for the week. Happy Monday, all <3
Wednesday, January 13, 2010
Saturday
A pilgrimage of sorts to Mont St-Michel, courtesy of Tiff's mom who's in town from California and was gracious enough to drive us over for the weekend. My third trip to France and have had yet to visit its most famous castle (shame, shame). Not exactly peak season to view its usual expansive low-tide, but the snow did help keep the tourists away (except for the Japanese ones. Betcha a hail storm straight out of hell wouldn't keep them away!) Weirdly jarring to hear Japanese all the way here; maybe means that I haven't gotten Tokyo out of my system? Anyhoo. Slow week for me otherwise. What about you?
Wednesday, January 6, 2010
"Paris, Tokyo" by Lupe Fiasco
Back in France! Here's what it looks like today on my street:
Tokyo was a blast. Although I think two weeks is a bit long to spend in any city (and a damn expensive one at that), I enjoyed every bit. Tokyo is really fascinating and in a category of its own. I've never seen such order and propriety in a city as big as Tokyo. Everyone instinctively walks on the left, busts out their umbrellas in near unison the second it sprinkles, and bows and smiles a million times as you enter or leave stores and restaurants. The streets are impeccably clean, and there are recycling bins everywhere. Nobody really speaks on the subways (which are frequent, clean, and always on time), as they're all staring at their flashy cell phones that put the iPhone to shame. Along with being the most polite, orderly and reserved people I've ever met, they're also the most stylish. Everyone has their own style; it's like there's no such thing as a fashion trend in Tokyo (unlike Seoul, where I witnessed the invasion of low-cut Uggs even just within the airport during my transfer) and anyone can wear whatever they please. That's probably how those now-infamous Harajuku girls get away with their riotous outfits- 'cause nobody gives a damn, at least not in Tokyo.
The rest of my photos are now up on Facebook. I broke my personal vow to never upload more than 70 to an album; there was just no way! Here's a few I'd left out because I didn't want it to tip 120.. don't ask what it is, just a pet peeve of mine..
Toodles~ happy post-holidays!
I love Japanese men's fashion. Sounds weird, 'cause you know, I'm a female, but I just like it. Would I wear it? Eh. I'd have to get creative about making it more feminine. As a side note, Japanese men themselves are beautiful. How can they all look/seem so model-like? (Knowing my luck, a lot of them are probably homosexual, haha.)
Crossing at Shibuya, supposedly the largest in Japan, and that could very well mean the largest in the world.
My cousin, about to board the viking ship to cross Lake Ashi. It felt about 20 degrees colder in Hakone than it did in Tokyo.
My second trip to Muji, this time in Shinjuku. Can you tell I love it?
Tokyo was a blast. Although I think two weeks is a bit long to spend in any city (and a damn expensive one at that), I enjoyed every bit. Tokyo is really fascinating and in a category of its own. I've never seen such order and propriety in a city as big as Tokyo. Everyone instinctively walks on the left, busts out their umbrellas in near unison the second it sprinkles, and bows and smiles a million times as you enter or leave stores and restaurants. The streets are impeccably clean, and there are recycling bins everywhere. Nobody really speaks on the subways (which are frequent, clean, and always on time), as they're all staring at their flashy cell phones that put the iPhone to shame. Along with being the most polite, orderly and reserved people I've ever met, they're also the most stylish. Everyone has their own style; it's like there's no such thing as a fashion trend in Tokyo (unlike Seoul, where I witnessed the invasion of low-cut Uggs even just within the airport during my transfer) and anyone can wear whatever they please. That's probably how those now-infamous Harajuku girls get away with their riotous outfits- 'cause nobody gives a damn, at least not in Tokyo.
The rest of my photos are now up on Facebook. I broke my personal vow to never upload more than 70 to an album; there was just no way! Here's a few I'd left out because I didn't want it to tip 120.. don't ask what it is, just a pet peeve of mine..
Toodles~ happy post-holidays!
I love Japanese men's fashion. Sounds weird, 'cause you know, I'm a female, but I just like it. Would I wear it? Eh. I'd have to get creative about making it more feminine. As a side note, Japanese men themselves are beautiful. How can they all look/seem so model-like? (Knowing my luck, a lot of them are probably homosexual, haha.)
Crossing at Shibuya, supposedly the largest in Japan, and that could very well mean the largest in the world.
My cousin, about to board the viking ship to cross Lake Ashi. It felt about 20 degrees colder in Hakone than it did in Tokyo.
My second trip to Muji, this time in Shinjuku. Can you tell I love it?
Friday, January 1, 2010
10
Year of the Tiger.
Recovery for the world's economy.
Olympic games and World Cup fervor.
International Year of Biodiversity.
A time to ruminate the past or revel in the future unknown?
Whatever you decide to call the new decade, make it a name to remember. Cheers! See you back in France :)
Top 10 memories of 2009 in photos:
Recovery for the world's economy.
Olympic games and World Cup fervor.
International Year of Biodiversity.
A time to ruminate the past or revel in the future unknown?
Whatever you decide to call the new decade, make it a name to remember. Cheers! See you back in France :)
Top 10 memories of 2009 in photos:
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