Was fun, they fly quite high, black sky above.
I took advantage of the dressing room so indeed fulfilled it.
Hitching a ride with G today. Will see if the opportunity presents itself to do something you shouldn't do on commercial.
Cloudy day in Tokyo. Arrived in Narita just after 6am but not a lot of sleep, so I checked into the 9H capsule hotel for a couple of hours of sleep to take the edge off. Very submarine/space ship like. You declothe in the locker rooms, have a shower and bath, then head up the elevators to your designated capsule in your robe. Floors are single sex. It would be a struggle to get anything fun happening in one of these, but the more inventive would probably manage. Heading down town soon to meet up with some people and head off to an evening function, fun later.
Indeed it was.
Rare not to have someone standing/walking/running on the beach in a photo. The clothing optional beach starts about 100m up from there, all the people in the background, but it is bad form to take photos of others without permission. I think all the people standing there were clothed...
No chance of me not having meat on the bones, not in my genetics. I am what I am.Lovely boob, beautiful ass... don't wanna smack it, but just give it a light tap to make it jiggle. I'm late to the party but i think all, if not most, men likes meat on the bones. Ever heard a guy say "I want a skinny girl with a little booty?" Nope, me neither.
On a side note... G also for G5... how can I be down?
Shall have to ask the submarine cleaners the correct technique. It was interesting. I was ratty from not enough sleep and had already bitten the head off a fellow who bumped into me in his rush. Safer to go have a sleep and not erupt at people in Osaka slang on the train.
I should have posted pics of the entry levels, change rooms and baths. Very Gattica, space shipy. Shiny white minimalist, as if you were about to leave all possessions and clothes behind and embark with nothing. Open the pod bay door HAL. Maybe I am Barbarella...Very space-shipy looking. Yeah, I said space-shipy. Anyways, hopefully you got a good rest.
RUOKmate Day
Back in Australia it is R U OK Day, where we all remind ourselves to look out for friends, family, colleagues, people around us, online friends etc. When you notice something is out of sorts lately, start the conversation and ask them Are You OK? Having the conversation might just help someone out and give them the energy to voice it.
Look out for people. You might save a life.
We don't use names in here. Just G with the GE6000
Your trip looks gorgeous- I still need to get myself to Tokyo, xx
Lots of 'practical' solutions in this town.
With butter not jam.Thanks for the Crumpet's with my coffee!!
Too many suffering in silence and making a go of it, or even worse, exiting. We call everyone mate, because we can't remember people's names, but it is useful in being able to talk to anyone without fumbling for a name. Never hurts to have a conversation if your instincts tell you they are not alright.Well done, Australia. Thanks for sharing, Miss S.
It is great that the Okura has reopened. It is such an icon.Woke up nicely this morning. Much less of a grump and managed to finish what I couldn't finish last night which makes me a happy crumpet. But one of those endorphins flowing, air con just right, crisp sheets type morning that half dressed and I was laying back on the bed again.
Realised at breakfast that with my blazer off and my top adjusted just a bit I was being very booby. Probably explained the slow walks past the table. Another inch and I might have been innocently popping out.
Big task of the day was the reopening of the iconic Hotel Okura. When they pulled down the main building they pulled apart the original lobby and measured the light ambience all through it. They managed to rebuild it 95% accurately with much of the original material. The new version is LED powered but they have engineered it so that the light ambience through the shoji windows, the wood reflections and the lights are accurate to the original. Anyone who stayed here in the past remembers it and they have got it down pat. To those who have stayed here, the passageway next to the bookstore in the basement still leads under the road to the US Embassy and the marine guards are still down there out of sight.
We used to call this place Thunderbirds as a 50's/60's modern look, so I am being Lady Penelope today.
Catching up on the happenings in Lit world. Been TDY at the Shanghai office and Lit is hit and miss behind the Great Firewall unless you are on top VPN. You are in Tokyo and I can't even console in being in the same city.Woke up nicely this morning. Much less of a grump and managed to finish what I couldn't finish last night which makes me a happy crumpet. But one of those endorphins flowing, air con just right, crisp sheets type morning that half dressed and I was laying back on the bed again.
Realised at breakfast that with my blazer off and my top adjusted just a bit I was being very booby. Probably explained the slow walks past the table. Another inch and I might have been innocently popping out.
Big task of the day was the reopening of the iconic Hotel Okura. When they pulled down the main building they pulled apart the original lobby and measured the light ambience all through it. They managed to rebuild it 95% accurately with much of the original material. The new version is LED powered but they have engineered it so that the light ambience through the shoji windows, the wood reflections and the lights are accurate to the original. Anyone who stayed here in the past remembers it and they have got it down pat. To those who have stayed here, the passageway next to the bookstore in the basement still leads under the road to the US Embassy and the marine guards are still down there out of sight.
We used to call this place Thunderbirds as a 50's/60's modern look, so I am being Lady Penelope today.
It was the wandering eyes that gave it away that my top had drifted down after I took the jacket off.
Woke up nicely this morning. Much less of a grump and managed to finish what I couldn't finish last night which makes me a happy crumpet. But one of those endorphins flowing, air con just right, crisp sheets type morning that half dressed and I was laying back on the bed again.
Realised at breakfast that with my blazer off and my top adjusted just a bit I was being very booby. Probably explained the slow walks past the table. Another inch and I might have been innocently popping out.
Big task of the day was the reopening of the iconic Hotel Okura. When they pulled down the main building they pulled apart the original lobby and measured the light ambience all through it. They managed to rebuild it 95% accurately with much of the original material. The new version is LED powered but they have engineered it so that the light ambience through the shoji windows, the wood reflections and the lights are accurate to the original. Anyone who stayed here in the past remembers it and they have got it down pat. To those who have stayed here, the passageway next to the bookstore in the basement still leads under the road to the US Embassy and the marine guards are still down there out of sight.
We used to call this place Thunderbirds as a 50's/60's modern look, so I am being Lady Penelope today.
Staying with friends further south. We had a nice day on the beach before the wind came in. About to head out for the afternoon and evening, but I suppose now that make up is done, the dress had better come on or else I might make a spectacle of myself. Her husband has had a case of boob-eye-magnet all day. Poor thing just can't cop a sideways perv without me catching his eye. Not his day, must be out of practice over winter.
