Maaaan I was such a sloth this weekend

...and I loved every minute of it!

Nerding out with my man like a boss. We ate crap food, sat on the central heating, watched a buttload of anime (while reminiscing about Japan) and napped. A pretty solid and successful pog of a first weekend back in fair ol Melbourne town. 

As promised, here's a summary our first week in Japan in absolutely no particular order:

Clockwise from top right: Night-time adventuring through Shinjuku; the famous Japanese toilet; crab hat; Ginza line subway

 

Little shiba me; cute schoolgirls at Sensō-ji temple, Asakusa; rooftop view of Sensō-ji complex and market from the tourist information centre; supermarket sushi 

Just your average little river friends; Evan at the ryokan in Takayama; Shibuya crossing; Giants game at Tokyo Dome 

 

Doting father with puppy pram; ticket machine udon in Akihabra; kimonos; very expensive samurai swords

 

Photo booth manga eyes; shopping; trying new drinks from vending machines; beautiful 5 story pagoda in Asakusa

 

Beautiful snow capped mountain views from Takayama; friendly little cuties that we met on the way to the Ghibli Museum; traditional house at Hida no Sato (folk village); one of the 5000 record digs which happened over the fortnight

One of many awesome bike rides; Evan looking pretty and me hugging a sarubobo (happy monkey baby) at the folk village; eating sundaes, looking cute and feeling like creeps at a maid café in Akihabara; puppies!!!!

Eating adorable kitty sundaes at aforementioned creepy cafe trying to be adorable too; tanuki; little shiba; friendly schoolgirls 

Yamakyu Ryokan in Takayama, the first place I've ever been publicly nude (well kind of...ladies onsen); forever stuffing my face; very cool samurai statue; beautiful photo of a beautiful boy

Me; eating hida beef sashimi, a moment I wish I could relive every minute of everyday; Ghibli Museum!!!; long armed, pot bellied little dude

 

Laputan robot at the Ghibli Museum; hydrangeas; the much coveted melon fanta; the priceless and unashamed happiness of a boy who lost his phone on a Shinkansen and had it miraculously returned to him a day later. 

Jim Carrey, you've inspired me.

"So many of us choose our path out of fear disguised as practicality...what we really want seems impossibly out of reach, ridiculous to expect so we never dare to ask the universe for it..." 

Ev and I watched this video while we getting ready one morning in our hostel in Tokyo a couple a weeks of ago.

Honestly, Jim Carey has more sense to me in 1 minute than what procrastinating for over a year about what I need to do with myself at the end of my work contract/end of my lease/in 2015 has.

"...you can fail at what you don't want, so you might as well take a chance at doing what you love."

Wow.

Boracay

It's crazy how quickly life-as-usual resumes. It's like the last month was like a terrific dream that was over in a blink. Nothing quite like a shrill 6am alarm and cold rainy Melbourne morning to snap you back to reality, hey? 

 

I left you last 3 weeks ago in El Nido. Another island, another country and what feels like another planet later, I'm sitting on the tram anxiously awaiting my first day back at work. 

To continue the tale, I'll regress to week 2; Boracay.
Postcard perfect, party resort island. I binged daily on buffet breakfasts, beachfront banana lounge massages and tropical cocktails. Such a decadent, relaxing and fun week.
On a side note, can you believe I left here with the flu?!