Yes, I’m back in Switzerland and have been for half a week now, but I still owe you the following math problem.
If you go to a Japanese bank to buy four rolls of fifty five-yen pieces each, how much will that cost?
Just because I can’t find something doesn’t mean I didn’t pack it. It just means I packed it in the wrong spot two weeks ago and planned a wedding in the meantime…
Too tired for the bardic task,
But let me try to fake it
(Though I’m too wiped for other labors
That are a sight less tasking
Such as the common bath I favors
To strip down and to bask ing).
Drawn to the bed behind me waiting
I’ll make a stab at compensating:
My business cards sit on my dask,
Which makes me feel quite naked.
I’m on my way again, and the gate call for Tokyo has just appeared on the monitors. Janet’s left behind with a mountain of clean-up and moving-in work - as if catching up a week off school wasn’t enough. At least Japan’s supposed to be warmer than Basel.