Monday Monday, so good to me,
Monday Monday, it was all I hoped it would be
Oh Monday morning, Monday morning couldn't guarantee
That Monday evening you would still be here with me.
Monday Monday, it was all I hoped it would be
Monday Monday, can't trust that day,
Monday Monday, sometimes it just turns out that way
Oh Monday morning, you gave me no warning of what was to be
Oh Monday Monday, how yould cou leave and not take me.
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http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3aBnkcTOZcQ )
Good morning, everyone! Happy New Week!
This morning begins with a mug (or two) of East India Company's "Royal Breakfast" tea, a small bowl of rice and some kimchee to flavor it. Just a slice of chicken breast to add some chewability to it! Late wake-up today as yesterday was pretty draining. I rode north to the Sea of Japan to spend the day with my wife who was staying up there. Yesterday was a special festival in the town named 'Obama' (no relation, but...) and despite the temps reaching 39 degrees (102f) and blinding sun, the turnout was huge! Thousands of people from all over central Japan came to watch... and sweat. I met people who drove 5 hours just to get there. Heck, I rode more than three myself, but I was motivated by seeing my wife too. I took a gazillion pictures but I doubt I'll be able to use many. When the sun is that strong and the shadows that black, it's rough to get anything really good without a lot of special equipment that I was too lazy to bring. I just took snapshots. The parade of floats was beautiful, and the sounds of drums and flutes almost deafening (I had to turn off my hearing aids and it was still too loud!) and everyone seemed to be having a good time. You can not believe how many photographers were there to shoot the festival... Japan? Cameras? Come on.... And it's fun to note that all over Obama town there were these flags on poles that read... well... read it for yourself below... MODs... this is NOT for political discussion, only cross-cultural expression of one Japanese village....
Stitchawl