Adam and I were actually speaking of this in realistic terms while we were making dinner tonight—“Well, maybe if we come across one of those really good last-minute deals online, and if Kristy’s still there…” Oh, don’t tempt me like that! I had some excellent vegan sushi over the weekend (Sesame Tofu Nori Roll at Angelica’s in Boone, NC), but it made me crave a lunch of canned soy latte and 200-yen inari from the 7-11 in Kinshicho even more than I already was.

I want to knock my karaoke record out of the park and do TWELVE HOURS at the big Shidax in Shibuya.

I want to sit on Kayoko’s lovely heated hardwood floors and gossip about all the silly people we know in Tokyo.

I want to go to Muse, in Nishi-Azabu, on a night when it’s actually crowded.

I want to go to the deer park in Nara.

If I can’t make it to Hokkaido this time, I at least want to do a hiking trip in central Japan.

I want to go to onsen again and maybe stay in for more than thirty seconds without freaking out about the possibility of being boiled alive. Also, it’s a good way to get confident about prancing around naked. Ooh!