Is there an international sign for "OH my god, that is a friggin awesome spicy tuna roll!"? San Jose has a Japantown, we discovered yesterday. I thought this city was a lost cause, but at least it's got that. Japantown is a small, calm, low building, wide-street, part of town, with a bunch of restaurants and a great Japanese market containing many mysterious items. Some less so. I am enjoying my not at all mysterious miso and seaweed in this great soup I am consuming as we speak.(T's alarm bells will be going off as he pictures miso soup frying his laptop. Don't worry, I am using sheer will to keep from spilling soup on your computer T. It hasn't stopped me from spilling it on myself but....)
Saturday we went to the Aquarium in Monterey, as you've probably seen. That place also kicked bum. I hell of dug that place. Why can't I breathe under water????? Looks sooo relaxing. Unless you are being stung by jellyfish or stingrays or chomped by sharks etc...apart from that though...It was stinky good-like my soup. If there is ever some kind of global catastrophe and we all go mental, my insanity will manifest as me pretending I am an ocean dweller. I will head to the nearest coast and hang out on the shore with flippers on, eating seaweed and burying myself in rocks to keep warm at night. I have it all planned out.
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I've been to the Monterey aquarium myself, and felt the exact same way. Right down to the mental person part.
Also, I have a Paris friend moving to San Jose's Japantown in a week or so. Because the world, it is small.
Also, I had a metro dream myself last night. I was in London, only London was mostly big fields of unmown grass. I finally found a metro station called Suisse. I asked how much for an aller retour. He said trente livres. I thought that was excessive, and I repeated myself, aller retour. He said trente livres again and I realized we were speaking French. Then I realized that this was stupid and I woke up.
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