After immigration and a full days travelling yesterday, I must admit I have been defeated by the rain. It is a miserable day outside and today, I want none of it.
I did brave the cold and wet earlier to go get breakfast, but promptly curled up under my sumptuous blanket again afterwards for a nice healthy sleep in. My futon is just too fabulously inviting.
When I did surface, it was visit one of the onsen that are part of the ryokan in which I am staying, for a bit of a soak in the scalding water. Now washed, refreshed and relaxed, I am sitting in one of the common rooms, keyboard clacking, watching the steam billow out from the bathhouse where I was bathing only moments ago. My skin is still pink and puffy, my fingers still pruny from the experience.
There is a large coven of old ladies staying here at the moment, I can hear them cackling away in the next room, it smells like they are having lunch too. I will have to venture out for food soon myself.