Swear to god. This pic was taken a little BEFORE 5AM from my hotel room:
Please disregard my reflection
This must be a sign for me to become a morning runner. But instead of that sweaty pastime I used to participate in so long ago, for the past few days here in Nagoya, I've been getting up at *not* the butt-crack-of-dawn but 4am nonetheless, putzing around for an hour or so, waiting for the nearest pastry shop to open so I can stuff myself w/ carbo-loaded sugar-loaded goodness. What? You don't know the greatness of Japanese pastry?? Well, here's a pic of the wide selection of drool providing options that my nose directs me to every morning this week:
I wish blogspot had a "smell" app.
ah, the japanese bread store. love.
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