japan

Osaka v. Tokyo

"How was Osaka?" "It was good. Well, I prefer Tokyo though," I replied. My mom's reaction to my response was a burst of laughter. She then followed with: I'm not surprised. Because we are Tokyo people. This conversation occurred more than two years ago. Bryce and I had just returned to my grandma's house in… Continue reading Osaka v. Tokyo

japan, staying home

Flower carrots, sleep deprivation and memories

Every New Year's Day, my mom would make osechi ryori, traditional Japanese New Year foods. Actually, I need to correct myself. She'd be cooking all day and night before New Year's Day. If we weren't home in Seattle, then we'd have an even more elaborate osechi in Japan with my baa-ba (grandma). In recent years… Continue reading Flower carrots, sleep deprivation and memories

staying home

Home for the holidays, but it feels different

You're probably tired of hearing people say it: The holidays will look different this year. They won't just "look" different, they will feel different. (It's felt different this entire month!) I'm home in Seattle for the holidays. Many people around the world cannot go home for the holidays. Better worded: They are making the smart… Continue reading Home for the holidays, but it feels different

seattle, staying home

A quarantine on top of quarantine

The West Coast is on fire. It's been more than a week of very smokey air in Seattle from all the wildfires. We're "lucky" since it's even worse in Oregon and California. I can't even begin to imagine what it would feel like to have to leave your house because you were in danger from… Continue reading A quarantine on top of quarantine

Pacific Northwest

Getting away from people

The one thing that is not lost this summer is hiking. Living in Seattle, there are so many (relatively) nearby mountains and forests to explore. But, hiking has always been a popular outdoor activity among Seattleites (and all the transplants). Now with the pandemic, if you want to avoid other hikers, you either have to… Continue reading Getting away from people

seattle, staying home

The little things

I went on a run Friday morning. I have hardly been running these days, but that is not what I came to write about. As I shuffled my feet, I crossed paths with an older man walking with a camera that had a huge lens slung over his shoulder. He wore a utility vest and… Continue reading The little things