Im in a little hotel in Kyoto at the moment - sweating, hot, no air-conditioning, hung over from a night on sho-chu. Cicadas sound like infants would if infants could make mechanical noises when they scream. And they never stop.

When you come to Japan in the summer, bring short sleeved shirts and sandals. Everything is sacred, I spend a lot of time feeling clumsy and loud. There are beautiful temples everywhere. When you come here you need Lance and Aki.

The food is delicious, MasterCard fucking sucks (fuck you MasterCard) technology is advanced but also sometimes old and clunky. Narrow streets and many girls in kimonos everywhere. How the fuck can you wear a kimono in this weather???

Cant upload any photos from here - dont have the software probably, and Im too damn hot sitting here. Ill update when I get back to Lances house in Tokyo.

This place is awesome.