I saw a woman on the subway with a T- shirt that said 'the enemy of love is not hate it is not different'! I doubt it was a deliberate misquote, so it must be a poor translation dictionary that the designer used, to change 'indifference' to 'not different'. I was also musing on how I dislike and fail to understand the widespread trend for mini-skirts here, but the flipside is that women rarely wear revealing tops. It is refreshing to be able to walk down a street and not have your vision assailed by a pair of massive mammaries barely restrained by a tiny vest top, or too much midriff on display. Not a muffin-top to be seen!
It was overcast but steamy, so I wanted to stay indoors. Emily and I revisited Nandemo jidokan after nearly a year. I'm not sure why we haven't been for so long as it only took half an hour to get there and it had plenty for her to play with. There was a huge box full of trains, several slides, and two Rody ponies that she liked bouncing on.
We moved on to have lunch with Nick, whose office is only 10 minutes walk away. Emily was extremely vocal and charming the world-weary office workers, as always.
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