|Infamous masses at one of the busiest pedestrian crossings in the world|
|Couch surfing in Kyoto with my friend Natsumi|
Couch-surfing is an online community where essentially people offer a spare room, piece of sleeping bag real estate or, as the name suggests, a couch for travelers to crash. My first couch-surf was with Vincent a lovely French dude who translates computer games in Shinjuku for a living. An apt career for someone who enjoys the intense rush of a projected combat game between puffs of a cigarette and a coffee breakfast. So French! I didn't know the protocol of couch-surfing and I didn't realise I would befriend such kind characters through it. Vince took me to some great bars with his friends in 'Tok Tok', introduced me to Oolong sake and thanks to him, I met Natsumi who coincidentally was also couch-surfing at his place as she made tracks to volunteer in Yokoma. Natsumi was my inspiration to also volunteer , a life changing experience with now a very close friend.
|Vincent & Natsumi in Tokyo|
I am so grateful to couch surfing for allowing me to meet a number of Japanese hosts and inspiring me to also host along the way. Hence in Koyasan I invited a couple of friends I met along the way to pull up a couple of futons in my room in an ancient temple. Subsequently leading me on to further twists and tales on my galavants.
|Sharing the love and green tea at the temple home|
I never made it out on my Nitro Snowboard. I didn't make it to the snow. The itinerary was torn up by day 2, however, the wonderful friend who hosted me along the way kindly offered to give snowboarding a go, while taking the board off my hands. I now realise it was for her all along.
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