Somewhere in Nagano...
Am I prancing?
No. I`m jumping for joy, slightly over-excited about stumbling upon these snow-covered, terraced rice fields, the perfect excuse to take a break from the narrow, winding road we called "The Intestines".
Rockin` the macket (macket = man jacket) with my broken wrists. Yes it is a man`s jacket, and yes we did actually see a man wearing the same one on our trip to Matsumoto. No, I am not a man.
Nijia style! Hi-ya!Am I prancing?
No. I`m jumping for joy, slightly over-excited about stumbling upon these snow-covered, terraced rice fields, the perfect excuse to take a break from the narrow, winding road we called "The Intestines".
Rockin` the macket (macket = man jacket) with my broken wrists. Yes it is a man`s jacket, and yes we did actually see a man wearing the same one on our trip to Matsumoto. No, I am not a man.
Abbey prepares for lift off...
2 comments:
I think perhaps worse than a man, the person we saw wearing that jacket was actually a junior high school boy.
And... it's on!
Those photos are so cute and fun! :)
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