This is my apartment building. My apartment is the one on the first floor, corner unit, right side. I am so thankful I am on the first floor. It has the window door and a bay window - lots of light!















Below is my first Japanese meal and the folks who cooked it for me. It is some kind of Ramon noodle dish. You order by going to this little kiosk machine where you would insert your money. Then it would give you a ticket and you would hand it to one of these ladies. They would give it to the chef and then call your ticket number when it was ready. Problem with that is that I don't speak Japanese ticket numbers. So they eyeballed me and I went up to the counter, pointed to the dishes (there were five different dishes ready), looked at them in a confused manner, and then pointed back at the dishes. They showed me mine. It wasn't the taste I was expecting but it wasn't bad either. It was just that at that time, roughly 10 p.m., I wasn't interested in eating. We had such a long flight! I just wanted to sleep. However, I lived the best I could in the moment given.


















This is a Japanese vending machine at the airport. They have these things everywhere. We were driving along the back roads, fields on everyside, and all of a sudden there was a vending machine. It was so out of place but it made sense. If people are thirsty, while working their fields, what better way to supply relief than a beverage vending machine?













Below, we were on the bus ready to take off for our 6 hour ride to Sendai. The seats are made for little Japanese children. Two per seat was tight quarters. However, we packed up our luggage and settled down for our petite ride. It was not so bad. I had to get an extra coat from someone to shield me from the frigid outside walls, but once that was taken care of, I slep very nicely.