How do you say…..

Most of our trip so far ha been filled with a smattering of Japanese, Korean (way to go Nellie) and lots of pointing at pictures.

On the way for food this evening, Mrs Fogg desperately needed mosquito repellent, easy if you are able to say what you are after and the other person understands. Cue Mrs Fogg trying to demonstrate to a bemused part time schoolboy working behind the counter of the local “sell you anything” shop, the word Ka (for mosquito) and waving her hands around her arms uttering the noise “psssh” (to simulate a spray can). The poor young lad looked frightened as hell with this crazy English lady saying Ka, Ka, psssh, pssssh at him.

Eventually she got something resembling industrial strength fly killer, where she sprayed it in everyone’s lungs outside the shop (see the passers by gasping for oxygen).

Fun end to another long and enjoyable day.

Tomorrow is a trip to the monkey Park and Bamboo grove and Ryanoji

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The Kyoto Laundry Blues

Yup wash day, sat in a room no bigger than 2m x 3m, with 3 washing machines and 2 gas powered tumble dryers in it. Outside temp is 34 degrees, inside temp is 44 degrees!

A slight challenge being the fact that all machines are in Japanese, but we successfully managed to do a full wash and dry for 3 of us, total cost, a paltry 800yen, less than a fiver, awesome.

Next stop, grub.

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Floats, Sushi, Palaces and Sunshine

We’ve been walking round here.

After breakfast we headed into Main Street Kyoto to see the annual float/ parade.





Before heading off to the Imperial Palace tour, we mistakenly went for sushi to a yucky place, with slow service and horrid food, it was all smiles to start and then grimaces by the end of it


Having bolted down the late food it was then a 30 minute fast walk in 34 degree sunshine and 80% humidity to the Palace for the tour. Unfortunately the tour had too many people and a poop guide, nice scenery but rude people



Followed by shaved ice to cool down

This afternoon, it gets no more rock and roll than doing the laundry

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