Summer Wind
The summer wind, came blowin in, from across the sea — Sinatra
A two and a half hour train ride from Tokyo to Shimoda.
A fifteen minute bus ride from Shimoda to Shirahama Beach.
A room at the Gardenvilla Shirahama pension (guesthouse).
A view that blew my mind open.
A typhoon season surf.
A warm summer wind.
A pizza, a beer.
A hot [...]
Beach Days
I fell in love with the beach the first time I put a fistful of sand in my mouth. Sure, sounds terrible now, but I didn’t have any teeth at the time, nor the ability to form concrete memory. This was later (and repeatedly) relayed to me in my older years. “You would just eat [...]
