Thusday, May 30, 1991
I escaped from school on an errand to the main bank in Oita City. Afterward, I roam the streets furtively, with a slightly guilty feeling of getting away with something. I never played hookey as a student, but it is just as much fun as a teacher.
The weather is drizzly and cold. As usual, I browse the English-language book section in Parco. Sometimes bookstores depress me. I'm crushed by the weight of all those thoughts. There is too much to read, too much to learn, and too much to remember.
Deciding that it is better to enjoy the day, be the pleasures so idle, I go to Hasta Manana to eat eggplant and pumpkin pizza. M2 introduced me to this wonderful cafe which has a Spanish name and serves an Italian dish made with Japanese ingredients. The decor is also eclectic: a poster for a bullfight, a painting of Italian Renaisance musicians, and a black and white photo of a woman in a hat which looks like it came from a French fashion magazine in the 1950s.
How wonderfully Japanese this all is.
Posted by M Sinclair Stevens
May 30, 2002
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