Free Living

Up at 6am. Get dressed, get psyched, get on my bike. Today, I’m cycling to Haguro.

I’m up early to try and beat the heat. Midday can be a killer in August, the hottest month of the year. And all I’ve got to protect me is my baseball cap. But I don’t need anything else, because I’ve got a bike. It has been at least 6 years since I’ve had a bike, and I didn’t even realised I missed it until I got back on the seat. This bike has become a part of me since I have arrived here. It’s how I get to work, how I go shopping, how I go to the bank and the post office, how I explore my new home and now, how I work out. I grab a bottle of electro-whatsits (the appetisingly named Pocari Sweat) from the first vending machine I meet, check my map one last time and then push off.

Fishy Fishy Fishy Fish

It wouldn’t be truthful of me to say that I’m a big fish eater. My mum would never forgive me if I led you to believe that there has been some kind of omission in my childhood diet, this is not the case. I’ve just never really made an effort to regularly put it on the menu. That... has dramatically changed. In the first three weeks that i’ve been here, I have eaten a whole lot of fish, and fish related products.

“How much fish (and fish related products)?”, I hear you ask. Here's a selection.

Sibling Magic

So I have a pretty good relationship with my brother and sister. It's not because "we're family", or that I try really hard or anything. It's because they're awesome. In less than 24 hours from setting up my blog and uploading my first post, between the two of them this was born.

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I love them both very much. But not enough to share royalties.

Lights at night

For weeks now, the medium term weather forecast for my region is, without fail, day after day of lightning storms. I would like to say right now, that I have not seen so much as a spark since arriving here. The weather is warm, humid and occasionally cloud free. Today was one such day, and my sunburnt skin is testament to that.

I have searched for better weather forecasts, looked for other users with this same issue online, I have asked the people here if they’re having the same forecast problems and I have gotten nowhere. It’s reached the point where I no longer consult my online weather app anymore.

Signing On

If it's all the same to you, I would like to open my blog with a welcome and a disclaimer.

Firstly, hello. Thanks for reading my blog.

Now that that’s out of the way, I’m going to take a moment to apologise in advance for the posts that will follow over the next year or so. I have no clear format in mind for this blog, no update schedule, and no fixed writing style. Sometimes my posts may be brief, diary-like entries accompanied by a (incredibly amateur) photo and sometimes they may be closer in style to a short story, or a poem, or pretty much whatever else I’m in the mood for at the time. There may be long stretches where I neglect to write anything at all. Although I’ll try to keep my writing accessible to everyone, I cannot guarantee that I will be able to resist including the occasional in-joke or reference that only one or two of my readers may get. In short, this blog will almost certainly be a messy, unreadable, stagnant corner of the internet.












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