a The Transit Lounge: Feeding Time

Back in the Day: I had a quarter life crisis, headed to Osaka, Japan for the unknown–only to discover that a passport plane ride are not necessarily a ticket to escape. Some Years Later: Settled back in Oz, the man of my dreams ended up in Tokyo for work–which is how a passport and plane ride showed me home is where the heart is. And Now: Well as luck would have it, we are about to embark on Japan Mark 3, with a baby in tow and another on the way...

Friday, May 14

Feeding Time

It was time to feed the fish at Odeo Onsen Monogatari...

It tickled so much. Dad, you would not like this at all!

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Anonymous Kopacho said...

Not sure I would be comfortable with that. I just think of pirhanas.

3:44 pm


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