Yokoso japan! - Part VI Kanazawa
this was also sposed to be a wordless post but the story's too interesting to be kept under wraps...
if you are going to kanazawa, do not stay at the yha hostel. 1. it is very ulu (isolated), on a hill 2. the keeper is a humsup (lecherous) old man 3. it is quiet with long corridors like in a scary alfred-hitchcock-type movie.
we had difficulty locating the place, even with gps. we were halfway through an expressway tunnel when the gps announced that "you have arrived at your destination". was a very funny moment and thoughts of a secret door in the tunnel leading to the hostel crossed my mind. we went to a petrol station to ask for directions. surprisingly, the staff knew about the hostel and kindly drew a map for us. maybe we weren't the first ones to get lost. finally got there. driveway and carpark was thick with snow. the hostel was in a forsaken place at the top of a hill, right above the expressway tunnel.
fast forward to the humsup man. we just had a bath and lini was doing dunno-what (maybe popping her pimples) in the coatroom, which has a basin and tap for washing the face and a large mirror. she warned us not to come out of the bedroom as she was changing. unfortunately, the humsup man opened the main door without much warning and went into the coatroom while our friend was in her birthday suit. apparently, he wanted to tell lik that the common bathroom is now available for guys to take a bath. there was different timing for guys and ladies to take a bath in that same bathroom. anyways, despite seeing the naked girl, who was screaming away, the humsup man persisted on wanting to pass the message to lik who was in the bedroom. remember that i mentioned a large mirror in the coatroom... being warned not to come out of the bedroom, and also because we were glued to the tv program of da chang jin rerun, it took us a long while to react to the screams, by which time the humsup man had left.
that was the story.. now back to the (almost) wordless post.
strawberries engineered to perfection. it is completely red, juicy and sweet and the leaf is very green and crisp with no sign of rot. so perfect they look like plastic food. can get them at a reasonable price in kanazawa market. avoid those that come framed up in a wooden box like a prized collection. those may cause bankruptcy. i reckon the ridiculous price is due to labour intensive process that used 100 of the country's top-notch scientists to produce one strawberry.
check out this ordinary (if not ugly) looking signage. look carefully. the words are actually made up of little fountains of water! the fountains changes every minute so that it tells the time.
Next: Part VII Kyoto
if you are going to kanazawa, do not stay at the yha hostel. 1. it is very ulu (isolated), on a hill 2. the keeper is a humsup (lecherous) old man 3. it is quiet with long corridors like in a scary alfred-hitchcock-type movie.
we had difficulty locating the place, even with gps. we were halfway through an expressway tunnel when the gps announced that "you have arrived at your destination". was a very funny moment and thoughts of a secret door in the tunnel leading to the hostel crossed my mind. we went to a petrol station to ask for directions. surprisingly, the staff knew about the hostel and kindly drew a map for us. maybe we weren't the first ones to get lost. finally got there. driveway and carpark was thick with snow. the hostel was in a forsaken place at the top of a hill, right above the expressway tunnel.
fast forward to the humsup man. we just had a bath and lini was doing dunno-what (maybe popping her pimples) in the coatroom, which has a basin and tap for washing the face and a large mirror. she warned us not to come out of the bedroom as she was changing. unfortunately, the humsup man opened the main door without much warning and went into the coatroom while our friend was in her birthday suit. apparently, he wanted to tell lik that the common bathroom is now available for guys to take a bath. there was different timing for guys and ladies to take a bath in that same bathroom. anyways, despite seeing the naked girl, who was screaming away, the humsup man persisted on wanting to pass the message to lik who was in the bedroom. remember that i mentioned a large mirror in the coatroom... being warned not to come out of the bedroom, and also because we were glued to the tv program of da chang jin rerun, it took us a long while to react to the screams, by which time the humsup man had left.
that was the story.. now back to the (almost) wordless post.
strawberries engineered to perfection. it is completely red, juicy and sweet and the leaf is very green and crisp with no sign of rot. so perfect they look like plastic food. can get them at a reasonable price in kanazawa market. avoid those that come framed up in a wooden box like a prized collection. those may cause bankruptcy. i reckon the ridiculous price is due to labour intensive process that used 100 of the country's top-notch scientists to produce one strawberry.
check out this ordinary (if not ugly) looking signage. look carefully. the words are actually made up of little fountains of water! the fountains changes every minute so that it tells the time.
Next: Part VII Kyoto
posted by nan at 9:09 PM
1 Comments:
Nooooo, me wasn't popping pimples! Was applying moisturizer to my itchy dried up skin.
Weather was so freezing cold then that pimples were oredi frozen and unpoppable!
...the one who'd be eating fast food with pomfrites for lunch today
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