Summer in the city.

I realise that its been a while since I have posted anything on the blog and thought I had better do something about it before you all think it has been abandoned! I blame it on the heat, it really is terribly hot here. Today was 36 degrees but it is the humidity that makes everything much worse. By the time I get anywhere I have evolved into a big sweaty puddle. Really, it is just like living in a sauna and it's not even like you can get a tan, the sun is way too strong for that and there are very few green spaces around. Anyway, enough ranting about the heat.

On Saturday Martin and I decided to escape the metropolis and head for the mountains. It was lovely and green and a little cooler up there too. We sampled a cool little jazz cafe and ate one of the best beef curries I've had in a long time. Generally, the Japanese don't like spicy food so it is a real novelty to taste something with a hint of heat. Here are some pictures, we had a fine carbonara too. This should also prove that Japanese food isn't all about sushi - just like the Irish dont eat stew every night of the week. In fact I am surprised by how few sushi restaurants there are around and the good stuff is really expensive.


Kind of looks like it should be in the Alps or something doesn't it?


...and a tasty morsel it was too.


Martin dishing up the carbonara. This is yet another peculiar custom in Japan. Whenever you order a meal in a restaurant the food will be shared with whoever you are with. So a word a warning, never expect to get a whole plate of food sat in front of you. This is very irksome, especially when you're really hungry or just really greedy and want to eat the whole thing by yourself.

Birthday greetings to Sheena and Stuart. Sheena, if you were here we would take you for a special sushi dinner and then shoe shopping. Stuart, we wish we could go to Ascot with you and drink lots of Pimm's and Champagne - hope it isn't as hot as it was the last time!

Love until next time, Therese,xxx