One week into the trip and I think we are all adjusted to Japan time. We are sleeping through the night (sounds like a newborn!) and no longer completely dependent upon caffeine. That said, we still love being able to get a can of hot tea or coffee out of a vending machine!
Exploring downtown Osaka is kind of like walking down an alley that has a shop set up in every garage, and the garages are right next to each other, and the alley is covered by a three-story roof. On one block it's all electronics, the next housewares, then restaurants on the next, etc. Many of the shopkeepers shout a greeting and beckons you in to see the amazing items in his/her store. On the street side there are some huge stores which I would compare in their layout to a Macy's, with many floors stacked up and full of everything from sushi to vacuum cleaners. In one store we lost track of Will and spent 20 minutes frantically looking for him, going up and down the escallators SeRching floor by floor. We found him. In the electronics department, glued to an iPod Mini and playing a game. He of course announced that he was fine nd we shouldn't get so freaked out.
After lunch Will and I headed back to the hotel for a nap and Matthew and Ann went to the Osaka Castle, home of one of the ruling shoguns back in the 1600's. After a full week of being together 24/7 it was nice to have some downtime. After our nap we watched sumo on TV and Will taught me a new term, "moobs", which stands for "man boobs." Watch some sumo and you'll know what I'm talking about.
We headed out later determined to find a mexican restaurant we had read about. Why mexican when there is so much amazing Japanese food here? Because being gluten free in Japan is kind of like trying to go out to eat in the US and telling the waiter you can't eat anything with even a trace of salt in it. Soy sauce and wheat are in nearly everything except for sashimi and you just can't eat raw fish every meal every day. And restaurants here tend to specialize, so if you find good sushi it's not likely to also have something the kids will like. So, we thought mexican would do the trick. After an hour of walking around we realized the mexican place had either moved or gone out of business so we settled on rice porridge and gyoza in a restaurant in the train station. For dessert the boys had pastries from a bakery and I had "new spring peach" (my new favorite flavor) ice cream from Baskin Robbins. All in all the food part of the trip has been a real adventure. I give the boys a ton of credit for trying new foods, some of which they like and some of which they don't.
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Phil makes friends wherever he goes |
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A quiet stroll through Osaka at night |
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Osaka restaurants have the coolest signs ever! |