Sand in My Shoes

I woke up at 1:30 in the PM today, which in my opinion provides a rather good description of the sort of antics that occurred at the beach. Following a lunch of cereal, milk, and a healthy banana, I hit a famous onsen with my host mother and Neil to repair some of the extensive hurt I put on my body over the course of 4 days spent wandering, touring, dancing, and plundering the beach landscape. A more extensive description to follow, but first it’s sleepy time.