tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3830936.post692847315348530497..comments2023-09-28T01:09:26.182+10:00Comments on Fading Memories: I did it my way. Tokyo to Kawagoe bitingmidgehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12593806233011328620noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3830936.post-48749366586433438862017-04-07T00:40:36.566+10:002017-04-07T00:40:36.566+10:00What a time you are having!!!What a time you are having!!!Jackhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03323811980627840654noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3830936.post-32962280602940054372017-04-03T10:15:30.206+10:002017-04-03T10:15:30.206+10:00I hunger for more photos!!!
You can't just ta...I hunger for more photos!!!<br /><br />You can't just take one!Boatmikhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01680657927946421496noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3830936.post-41764855386088898322017-04-02T14:37:31.284+10:002017-04-02T14:37:31.284+10:00I remember going to a temple (?) as a kid somewher...I remember going to a temple (?) as a kid somewhere in/near Kyoto which had the Nightingale treatment in the bridge connecting two buildings; they were built to squeak so intruders couldn't sneak in. Then again, the passing of the last of temple/shrine builder maybe at the end of last century, that was a really sad story, because he knew he was the last, and desperately tried to get an apprentice when he was, from memory, well into his 80's. Meghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01350447919000146804noreply@blogger.com