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Back in Okinawa! I go straight from the airport to the Marina. The boat is fine! Thanks Kiyuna san who has been keeping his eagle eyes on her. One of my main anxieties has been will I be able to … Continue reading →

I have been in the United States of America and Mexico for the last 4 months. I now head back to Japan. Farewell San Francisco.https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=apOFrP3XbFM It has been a wonderful time and here are just a very few reasons why … Continue reading →

So, I return to Japan on Thursday somewhat broken. My eye problem that burst upon the scene in Mexico is much better but my eyesight has changed significantly and I look forward to visiting an eye doctor to work out … Continue reading →

I am struggling to find a good analogy for what has happened to my flute. If you use something a lot, you do not notice that it is not performing as well as it could. Decay is slow and goes … Continue reading →

Not me, but our washing machine. She gave up the ghost on Friday. We have experience with what to do in such crises. https://thequietripple.com/2014/01/10/new-lamps-for-old/ We borrow Topher’s truck again and zoom off to the Marina to pick up the replacement … Continue reading →

I get to the Kezar Bar at 6:15 to watch Scotland play Italy, followed by Ireland versus England. It is one of the best parties! The place is packed with Irish having the best time, gulping down Guinness and gobbling … Continue reading →

So, I cross over into the USA at Agua Prieta. It is a great place to cross with hardly any waiting. The immigration folks politely ask me to pull over into an inspection area where 3 officers, all women, go … Continue reading →

You may think that the biggest disincentive to camping wild in Mexico is the bloodshot-eyed bandito, crazed on loco weed, who loves to dismember Gringos. Actually it is not that, it is the superabundance of cheap hotels. I would like … Continue reading →

Mexico is the best place to get lost, or perhaps the adjective should be the easiest. There are very few road signs, indeed sometimes at very important junctions, they are non existent. I am gently heading North back to the … Continue reading →