So this last weekend we are in San Francisco, no business, just hanging out. I have no idea what possessed to book a hotel off of Union Square on the day after Thanksgiving. I don't think I have ever seen so many people in one spot before. In my months of solitude in Baghdad, I must have forgotten the shear power of the consumer dollar in the US. It was amazing to see, and a little frightening as well.
So, as I was saying we're in San Francisco, and we go into a book store and buy a Lonely Planet Travel Guide for Japan. Why not? What place better to start than a guide written by westerners in Japan? After a thoroughly sintillating visit of the Bay area we drove the 6 hours back to Port Hueneme. During this time Kristin read about 50 pages of this book out loud to me. It sounds like it's going to be an interesting time to say the least. We see the language barrier as going to be a problem, and the fact that having a car is cost prohibitive as well as paramount to self induced anxiety. (Driving in downtown SF was a good indicator of Anytown in Japan.)
So we went out to dinner as we drove back into the PH and because of reading all about Japan we had a urge to eat some sushi. (This urge takes us some times.) So we went to this places we have never been to before. It was pretty good, but can you imagine taking a 17 month old to a sushi joint? Ronan surprised us all by eating a couple California rolls and eating a good portion of a Tori nigiri. (piece of tuna on rice.) And this was with wasabi and everything. The boy is a Hoover. If he doesn't eat it at first, just leave it in front of him and eventually he will get bored enough to eat it. I know that this will change at some point, and he will get into the spirit of having a battle of wills. (I can't wait......
~josh
