Geishas. Oh, how we tried to find ye. A Canadian man named Peter swore over the phone that he could take us on a walking tour of the Geisha district and we would get to see some. Buddy didn't return phone calls today, and he wasn't where we could find him either. Take a hike, Peter! By wandering around and hunting, I managed to catch a glimpse of one beautiful geisha in the back of a taxicab, although some teenage boys managed to score some closeups - lucky dogs! I hope our compadre David was able to steal a glimpse, because we gave up. We've got a ten course meal to get to
here. I'll let you know how it goes. No more shrines; no more temples - good to see you, but tomorrow we hit the train to Hiroshima.
Highlights were sushi, green tofu and onion soup, seaweed and fish skin, and dessert. I don't know so much about the eel jelly.
ReplyDeleteHow was the seaweed and fish skin? That sounds interesting, not necessarily something I would think would think of to try. I'm sorry you didn't get to see any Geishas that stinks!
ReplyDeleteThat was one of the more memorable dishes!
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