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View from side door of the Lions Mansion Apartments, Tokyo, Shinjuku-ku

March 31, 2018, Tokyo

After the long, long flight from LAX to Haneda International, Japan, and a train ride from the airport, Medy and I finally arrived in Tokyo. We got a bit lost trying to find the Air BNB apartment in Shinjuku ward, but after wandering the streets, knowing we were close, we finally found the address in Kabukicho, Shinjuku-ku. We were greatly relieved.

The apartment was a single room, none too big, with two beds, a tiny bathroom and a kitchen sink area with a small cabinet above. There was a closet stocked with room supplies which we were not to touch according to the rules sheet the owner left for us. The bed linens appeared clean, the floor was brown linoleum, the walls an unmemorable color, possibly with a pattern on them, but it’s fuzzy in my mind now.

We freshened up and went out to find dinner. Night had descended, neon dazzled the streets of rollicking Shinjuku seeded with night clubs, cafes, shops, and full of people seeking dinner and entertainment. Ramen restaurants are everywhere, from fancy dining to hole-in-the wall cafes. We popped into a shoebox-size restaurant and had large bowls of savory ramen brimming with noodles, enoki (tiny capped white mushrooms), dried seaweed, green onions, a slice of pork, and a boiled egg. Smoking in public is common (some places provide designated smoking areas and on the trains smoking is only allowed in the smoking car) but in cafes and restaurants, puffs of cigarette smoke wends its way all over so breathing was a little difficult, but the ramen was delicious.

The next day we found our way to Shinjuku Station and, using our Japan Rail passes, caught the Shinkansen bullet train to Kyoto, chasing the cherry blossoms. The blooming season runs north to south and Tokyo’s Sakura blooming was over, the blossoms limp and fading. But first, that morning, we went to Caffe Veloce for breakfast. The coffee was to die for! So delicious we lingered amid the golden wood contemporary decor and had a second cup. I ate most of a sweet bean curd-stuffed bun (a little too rich for me) and Medy’s bun turned out to be filled with ham and cheese. For a coffee cafe, Caffe Veloce was very quiet. People came in, quietly ordered what they wanted, carried the tray to a table, sat and ate, very little conversation, none really.

Japanese train stations are all over the city and are impressively clean, neat, and extremely busy. Hundreds of people flow through as smoothly as schools of fish, heading for the many platforms to catch fast trains that run all over the city and out to the suburban areas and other cities. There are uniformed staff, platform guards, and gate clerks, and automatic ticket machines for wherever you want to go in the metropolitan and suburban areas.

The train was SRO, but after about a half an hour as we left Tokyo behind and entered the countryside, it cleared enough for us to find seats and be comfortable for the rest of the trip. As in Caffe Veloce, the train was absolutely quiet except for station announcements in Japanese and English over the intercom, the sound of the rails, and an occasional yelping baby.

The train was meticulously clean, spotless windows, seats, siding, and floor. A uniformed young woman pushed a trolley down the aisle stocked with sweets, bags of crisps, sandwich packets, juices, tea, coffee, and water, for sale. The comfy seats had drop-down tray tables, and unlike public transportation in the US where no eating and drinking is allowed (and you know why), people can refresh themselves with food and drink on Japanese trains and not one bit of litter is to be found afterward. The Japanese do not litter. They take their trash with them when they leave the train and dispose of it in an appropriate place or take it home and dispose of it there. (Yep!) Public trashcans are rare, practically non-existent. I saw a sign posted in English on a platform wall, can’t recall the exact wording, but it stated that littering was rude, inconsiderate and morally irresponsible.

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More to come!

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cherry blossom time

The weather’s turned cold again, but the sun shines brightly everyday. Severe storms were predicted for this week, but guess they passed elsewhere. It’s 59 degrees today. I was worried about the pending storm because I’m flying off to California on Saturday on my way to Japan, an unexpected trip to a country I’ve always wanted to visit, a distant wish I didn’t think would ever become real (despite my upcoming cruise to China in August–another dream trip). I’ll be traveling with a good friend and we leave next Thursday out of LAX. I’m excited! I’ll get to visit with my California friends, see faces I’ve sorely missed, and then off to exciting Tokyo. Oh yes there are places we plan to see–first, the Cherry Blossom Festival, which will have started in Tokyo by the time we arrive, and then Kyoto, city of temples, Mount Fuji, the Arashiyama bamboo forest, and I hope we can squeeze in a tour of the Tokyo Imperial Palace (a reservation is required), among the many other wanderings we plan to do. And sushi, sushi, sushi! Not to mention shopping! Tokyo’s Ginza is full of great stores, and I plan on dropping some yen! I’ll be taking lots of photos and doing as much journaling as possible so I can write about it here. It’s going to be a fabulous trip!

How much editing on Shadow Walk have I done this week? Not much! Besides preparing for the trip, I had to get my taxes done. So taxes are done and in the mail. Shadow Walk can hang until I return in April, and also I’d like to return to writing A Fall of Diamonds then.

I’m planning to publish Shadow Walk and I’d actually set a release date of May 31, but now I’m thinking not. It needs more editing and revising work and I don’t even have a cover for it yet!

I’m halfway through the first draft of A Fall of Diamonds. It’s been sitting since I took time to write a new ending for Shadow Walk and move along into the edit phase. A second draft is pending, and then it goes to my two beta readers, so you see, a May 31 release date was ridiculous!

Now I’ve got a short story to polish and, if I can settle down my monkey mind, get it submitted today.

Happy writing!

 

 

 

 

road trip

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A fierce rainstorm occurred Saturday, the first night in Arizona, closing a long run through the desert. A slanting rain battered the front side of the motel, leaving the other two sides dry as the desert we’d just driven through.

IMG_1412The route through New Mexico went quick as a blink, but we paused long enough for me to buy a pair of silver and turquoise earrings at a roadside shop, then Texas, the state with two time zones. Are we out of Texas yet?

To my surprise, Texas turned green as we rolled farther east, leaving behind miles of desert landscape peppered with sagebrush. The countryside became lush and pastoral, woods and fields and ranches tucked back from the long gray tongue of highway, giving me a view of Texas I didn’t know existed.

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We reached Houston well before noon on Monday, and rolled onto Beaumont, finally leaving the Lone Star state, after a somewhat anxious run through El Paso.  I stopped just before the end of El Paso and filled up–thank goodness because ahead was a long passage where there was nothing but miles and miles of empty land, beautiful beneath a wide blue sky. (By the way, gas prices drop dramatically once you leave California.)

Louisiana at last! (My home state which I have not been to in decades.) Unfortunately we hit Baton Rouge during rush hour and was caught in the confluence of traffic clogging the 110, 10 and 12 eastbound freeways. Realizing our choice was to crawl for possibly 85 miles maybe or get off in Baton Rouge, have dinner and try again on Wednesday morning, we opted to escape the coil.

The next day Wednesday we blew right through Mississippi, barely noting its casinos and fishing trawlers, crossing two state lines and entering Alabama on the wings of a rainstorm, thunder and sheet lightning flashing on the horizon.

We arrived in Andalusia before 9:30 a.m. and was at my new home via back roads (’cause I missed the exit I was supposed to take and picked up the next one which sent us through winding country roads on a pleasant scenic route.)IMG_1421

Musée d’Orsay, Paris

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Stepping into the main hall of the Musee d’Orsay, I paused to take in the magnificent ceiling and the great clock. The Musee d’Orsay in its gorgeous Beaux-Arts building, built between 1898 and 1900 on the Left Bank, was once the Gare d’Orsay, a railway station that operated until 1939.

The museum has the largest collection of Impressionist and post-Impressionist art in the world, and you can take photographs. Jean-François_Millet_-_Gleaners_-_Google_Art_Project_2 I’ve always liked Jean-Francois Millet’s The Gleaners; it was a treat to see it up close.

To my delight I discovered Portrait of Emile Zola, 1868, by Eduoard Manet. Zola’s novel of adultery and murder, Therese Raquin, is a favorite. I’ve read it twice (and will probably read it again) and watched two movie adaptations. I prefer the 1980 film with Alan Rickman.IMG_0328

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

There was an  exhibition of beautiful Art Deco furniture and magnificent sculptures in the main hall.

Along the Rhine and the Main

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Tuesday, November 24

Passed the confluence of the Moselle and the Rhine at Koblenz. Now on the Rhine, passing through Koblenz.

IMG_0814This afternoon we’re floating through the middle Rhine with its pretty towns, vineyards, forested hills, and castles. We’ll soon be in Weisbaden and then Rudesheim. It’s too cold to stand outside on the veranda suite’s balcony and take photos but I have great photos from the 2012 Rhine Cruise of this region.

 

November 25, 2:18 pm

IMG_1018We’re on the Main now, sailing from Heidelberg to Miltenberg where the ship will dock and pick up the passengers who went on the Heidelberg excursion. I did that excursion in 2012 on a sunny June day (loved Heidelberg!) But too cold for me this time so decided to stay onboard. We’re floating past serene, rain-wet countryside, past villages and thick hillside forests tipped with gold, the deciduous trees having turned. In the distance picturesque clusters of houses and town buildings cupped by the hills. Mists hang in between the hills. Miltenberg, a lovely provincial city on the river. My companions and I took a walk on our own since the scheduled city walk would be in the evening dark.

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We visited stately Johanneskirche, a Roman Catholic church built in 1897,  strolled a cobbled street uphill past an old cemetery, and walked down centuries-old stairs past a garden of winter-bitten vines back to the main street. We viewed another old church with a medieval tower and baroque architecture side by side. We didn’t care to climb the hill to see it properly so stood in the street and looked up beyond a brick wall to where it rose in medieval splendor on its hill.

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Bamberg, Bavaria

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Bamberg was charming, its midtown clustered with buildings in the medieval and baroque styles. Harassed by a wintry wind, we made our way through narrow cobbled streets, watching out for cars wending along through tourists and residents. Despite the cheek-biting cold, I had to freeze my fingers getting a shot of the gorgeously painted town hall dating from medieval days, built on the river.

You might be wondering why in the world sun bunny me would take a European river cruise in November–it was a very, very good deal! Not only because it was in November. The Cities of Light cruise is a 15-day trip and is expensive even in the winter. Viking offered it this year at a third of the cost with round trip airfare out of LAX for $195 (free if you flew from the east coast) and veranda staterooms, which I could never afford otherwise. (Usually I’m in a cabin at the waterline.) I couldn’t pass it up.

Rainy days

Eiffel Isle de FranceTuesday, November 16 – Paris

Paris lay under gray skies in more ways than the obvious, but I was glad to be there, to finally see Paris as I’ve wanted to for a long time. The cruise wasn’t until Saturday so had five days to explore Paris. After getting settled at The Pullman, right next to the Eiffel Tower, my friends and I took a walk in the not entirely unpleasant evening cold to the Eiffel. I was impressed! The Eiffel Tower is enormous. Photographs do not do it justice. It’s quite a sight. We bought sandwiches and drinks at a boulangerie and strolled back to sit near the tower and have a late meal.

The next day after a buffet breakfast at the hotel, a delicious spread of eggs, a variety of sausages, ham, bacon, cheeses, fresh juices, fruits fresh and dried, nuts, breads and muffins, omelettes made to order, waffles, hot and cold cereals–you could eat yourself into a coma at breakfast–we took a taxi to Gobelins Manufactory, established in the fifteenth century by the Gobelins family who made dyes at first and later tapestries, which became their hallmark and brought them great wealth, prestige, and status. We toured the museum, viewing furnishings and military objects from Napoleon’s campaigns in addition to the Gobelins tapestries.

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Thursday, November 19 – Paris

Montmartre

Strolling about Montmartre, discovered the Musee de Montmartre and its exhibition dedicated to the painter Suzanne Valadon in honor of her 150th birthday. She lived and painted in Montmartre when the windmills were still there and Sacre Couer was under construction. She’d been an artist’s model and was the first woman admitted to the Societe Nationale des Beaux-Arts.

Suzanne Valadon’s atelier

Saturday, November 21

Coming out of Paris, the highway travels through woodland and sparse suburban areas, large corporate buildings spread here and there–Toyota, SMC, gas stations, small villages and long stretches of pastoral woodland. Today, Saturday, November 21, 2015, the weather is cold and rainy. Typical November. Gray skies, thick gray clouds on the horizon, patched by sunlight.Autoroute East Champvoisy

 

 

 

 

 

On the eastbound highway through Champvoisy, traveling toward Rheims in Champagne province. Rheims was where the kings of France were crowned (in the town’s own Notre Dame Cathedral), except Napoleon, who crowned himself emperor in Paris. Pastoral countryside, sparsely wooded hills and dales bleached yellow by winter.

At 10:25 a.m., stopped at a highway rest stop. The wind is bitterly cold and dipped with rain. Got an espresso–it came with Rocher chocolates, figuring out the machine was a comedy of errors. The espresso maker wouldn’t accept the coin. The cashier helped. She  forcefully tossed the coin into the slot and that did it. On the way to Luxembourg now.

Crossed into Luxembourg about 1:25 p.m. Evening is falling now, but during the afternoon we stopped in Luxembourg city. It was cold, so cold, and I was without my mittens, but I had my shawl and of course my coat. The bus dropped us off at the Christmas Market where we grabbed lunch at a busy cafe. I enjoyed a warming soup of rice-shaped pasta, the savory broth dappled with zucchini and carrots. After lunch, back out into the cold afternoon to do a brisk city walk.IMG_0921

Luxembourg City set my imagination to spinning–its steepled nineteenth century buildings, the winter-bare trees, the lower town clustered against ancient fortress walls–the place has a fairytale quality.

After the city walk we took the bus to the American Cemetery. The day was bitterly cold and the rain turned to snow while we were there.

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I was deeply touched by the spreading rows of white crosses and Morgen Davids. I’ve never visited a military cemetery like the American Cemetery honoring soldiers of WW2. All those crosses, all those young men who gave their lives. I took a photo of the Dedication Monument but not the graves.

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Old city wall, Luxembourg, separating the upper town from the lower

Now it’s 5:05 pm, 3 degrees C and we’re a couple minutes away from Trier and the Viking Idun. IMG_1142

 

 

 

 

 

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The Ponte Nigra (Black Gate), Trier, Germany. This was the northern gate to enter the city of Trier in Roman times.

I’m not the best photographer, but here’s a few visuals of my Cities of Light, Paris to Prague cruise with Viking. We traveled three rivers, the Moselle, the Rhine, and the Main.IMG_0996 Shown are the old bridge house of the city of Miltenberg on the Main in Germany, floating down the Main on a rainy day, the ancient city wall of Luxembourg with the upper and lower town, and the Eiffel Tower. I spent 5 days in Paris before the start of the cruise and it’s true what they say. Paris is lovely in the rain. IMG_0414IMG_0924

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