The Nomadic Gypsy: Half way mountain higway

7 months was long, really long. At one point I escaped momonga and done a 2 week trip around the neighbor Island Kyushu. I took a tent, sleeping bag and a long-board and hitched my way around. I hurt my foot on the first day....

My hitchhiking trip turned into trains and buses trip but I still went around the island and experienced a bit if kyushu life.

So to give you a brief travel log I started early from momonga guest house and headed towards the far coast. I still slept in my tent as well as some hostels. It was an adventure let's put it. Yet it was the adventure I thought I was doing from the beginning of leaving Australia. The small bag, tent, live of the beaten path yet my journey has been little like this, why?
Ill do it again.

This question may not be answered and life is great nether less. I could chose this life now, change my baggage, change mt trips. But at what cost. I'm half way I say. Bit of this bit of that. Jack of all trades ha ( hate that word) part Gypsy part tourist.
My work ties into how I travel, with what I pack and how I plan. I adapt to where I am and how I move with both primitive and modern ways. I've done this before in other life's I just know it. My knowledge and sense is there I just chose when to use it and when not in the right moments.
Yet I'm a consumer just like you all still... This does worry me.

So I arrive back and party aside (was no party) it was time to plan winter and getting some work and now that I had a companion I had to think of 2 not 1.
We had landed a job at a hotel resort in Hakuba, top one in town with all the Perks... All the Perks.
Hakuba was located in what I call the Japanese Alps, fucking amazing. Best mountains ever.
Erina had a car so it was easy to travel there, not to mention around Shikoku when we wanted to.

Did I mention Shikoku have amazing onsens and really good udon, I didn't so bare with my on my catch up blogs as I'm an idiot for not doing this Earlier! I KNOW.

Before we left Erina left her job so we had to pack all her stuff in this little car. We then said our goodbyes and left for Matsuyama city where we stayed at a really nice guest house. From there we caught a ferry across to the Main Island Honshu In yamaguchi prefecture where Erina family had a home, man was it big compared to those little city homes. Here we had a place for free for almost a month. I also met Erina's mother and was feed like a king. Life was good, too good that I just became slack. I didn't feel like doing anything and this affected my time with Erina and our connection.
Sex was dead and even though I wanted it I didn't want to do anything for it.. Lazy or what. Our connection was already dying and I felt guilty for convincing her to leave with me. You see she is a Humble travel less stay at home person as most Japanese women are and I'm like fuck that life get me out of here.
We enjoyed what we could at a married for like forever state. Seeing some tourist sites and outside areas and enjoying cooking food together. That was my favorite.

Affection was lacking still as I was tough to hold my feelings in were as she had to realize and get longer gooey. I just didn't want to cuddle or have to look after someone like that. Not that how she was is bad I just didn't and couldn't handle it well.

We eventually left and headed to Tokyo. Along the way we stopped at many places. Erina stayed at her cousins in once city and i slept on the car that night, really strange why but hey. i liked it. We made a visit to Hiroshima and caught up with some friends from momonga and spent some nights there also which was lovely.saw the bomb sights which of course was depressing. When we came to Himeji we met a lovely couple that couch surfed us and showed us the beautiful Himeji castle and all its glory.

It was really just another castle and I'd seen many already, but it was the nicest by far and the gardens where absolutely breathtaking. A place you must see!

Kobe and Osaka was out next stop and here we stayed at a little hostel on the edge right near the outlet shops. Kobe was nothing special and I'd seen Osaka before but we had to get some good Kobe beef cooked for us and visit donburi Street in Osaka where all the food was. Alo found this funny broucher in the hostel about Perth, ha, funny
Food was our way to relate and enjoy out time together, why just that.
Every time Erina ate her face lit up with excitement. Those Japanese eyes would go from a squint to larger then a westerners pupil. Oshiiso would be repeatedly said every time food would come in contact. A 28 year old would turn into a 2 year old, pulling at my arm. I want I want I want!
As much as I was a old bastard and it annoyed me it reminds me of the adult I didn't want to be and how I wish I could of just lightened up and done the same.
Was it my energy, did I not think the food looked good or was i just containing my excitement for the last hours of my death. I'll never fucking know. I'll just remember that Japanese face and the experience it leaves me.

With that we leave and make a full day mission on the motorway for Tokyo. We've run out of funds and need to get back soon. Traveling in Japan is not cheap Weather it's car, train, bus or hitching.
In the late night we finally arrived to Erina's family home in Saitama prefecture, just above greater Tokyo.

A few more days rest then of to Hakuba