<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3974888989450067834</id><updated>2011-04-21T13:48:01.405-07:00</updated><category term='rough itinerary'/><category term='cous cous'/><category term='tempeh'/><category term='non japan related'/><category term='random'/><title type='text'>Nicole's Adventures and such...</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicolederosa.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3974888989450067834/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicolederosa.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Nicole DeRosa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05732405341920905056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SEy-2J_QvhI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/LKanPoF5Wso/S220/nicolehat.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>65</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3974888989450067834.post-4475533019927057684</id><published>2008-08-26T18:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T18:37:31.818-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SHIBUYA</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;After my fun filled day with Matt exploring Ueno, Meiji, and Harajuku I met up with Shaina and the rest of the gang (Jamal, Alfred, Caren) for a little shopping at Shibuya 109 and dinner at PANDA. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Urban anthropologists will find much of interest in the field here in Shibuya, ground zero for Tokyo youth culture (besides Harajuku). You've seen Shibuya Crossing before, in (ofcourse) Lost In Translation, with the flood of humanity that the green light unleashes every few minutes, beneath the moving screens on buildings towering overhead. Watching Shibuya Crossing from high atop the streets, at say...Starbucks, it was like installation art watching the organized chaos of human traffic criss cross the street in a somewhat organized manner.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SLSte201c5I/AAAAAAAAAcI/frOYrt-FZjA/s1600-h/SHIBUYA+CROSSING+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SLSte201c5I/AAAAAAAAAcI/frOYrt-FZjA/s400/SHIBUYA+CROSSING+1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239003012163531666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SLStsPC-NnI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/Cz_otV9mmac/s1600-h/shibuya+crossing+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SLStsPC-NnI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/Cz_otV9mmac/s400/shibuya+crossing+2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239003242003576434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Shibuya department stores cater to the turnover of trends consumed by the subcultures cruising the streets in packs. The more head turning tribes include (but not limited to)&lt;em&gt; mamba  &lt;/em&gt;, the girls with the deep fake tans white eye makeup and bleached blonde hair, who are usually decked out in microminis and go-go boots. The &lt;em&gt;mamba&lt;/em&gt; make up only a subset of &lt;em&gt;gyaru&lt;/em&gt; (gal) culture, which is driven by consumerism, fashion and Shibuyakei (Shibuya type) pop music. &lt;em&gt;Gyaru &lt;/em&gt; culture splits into other variations, much like the alleys snaking off Shibuya Crossing and these alleys form their natural habitat. You'll find them in it's all you can eat dessert cafes, specialised record shops, &lt;em&gt;izakaya&lt;/em&gt; (pubs/eateries) and clubs, discount shops, selling accessories and a million boutiques selling the look of the moment.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SLSusymaj8I/AAAAAAAAAcY/80qsQw3VjCA/s1600-h/shibuya+boys.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SLSusymaj8I/AAAAAAAAAcY/80qsQw3VjCA/s400/shibuya+boys.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239004351059103682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Shibuya 109 is the department store selling the trends du jour of Shibuya's youth culture, whether it's the minidresses in blindlingly saturated colors for the gyaru set or the bunched up ankle socks the schoolgirls are so fond of pairing with their mini skirts.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SLSq5dzkE2I/AAAAAAAAAcA/911MLwWGMOs/s1600-h/SHIBUYA+109.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SLSq5dzkE2I/AAAAAAAAAcA/911MLwWGMOs/s400/SHIBUYA+109.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239000170768896866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Shaina contemplates an outfit for later tonite....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SLSypoKVDOI/AAAAAAAAAco/c09iTUBRtWU/s1600-h/SHAINA+SHIBUYA+109+SHORTS.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SLSypoKVDOI/AAAAAAAAAco/c09iTUBRtWU/s400/SHAINA+SHIBUYA+109+SHORTS.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239008694763850978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"A hundred dolla billz, look achoo, look achoo" - These are just some of the faux nails they sold at Shibuya 109. Girls love to bling out their nails here but these took it to another level. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SLSzdGPcNSI/AAAAAAAAAcw/bOWKpzE09_Q/s1600-h/shibuya+nails.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SLSzdGPcNSI/AAAAAAAAAcw/bOWKpzE09_Q/s400/shibuya+nails.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239009579011683618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;After getting our shop on, it was time to EAT! We all ended up at a delicious little Chinese restaurant called, Panda. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SLS1TWyUioI/AAAAAAAAAc4/lkTR24BiHHg/s1600-h/PANDA+RESTAURANT+SIGN.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SLS1TWyUioI/AAAAAAAAAc4/lkTR24BiHHg/s400/PANDA+RESTAURANT+SIGN.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239011610677512834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;There was a cute panda carved out in the table....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SLS1rzKNSCI/AAAAAAAAAdA/GGR48sByY4E/s1600-h/PANDA+TABLE+TOKYO.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SLS1rzKNSCI/AAAAAAAAAdA/GGR48sByY4E/s400/PANDA+TABLE+TOKYO.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239012030610753570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We all shared a few delicious dishes including sweet and sour shrimp, pork lo mein, and scallops....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SLS2UJE11MI/AAAAAAAAAdI/nPNwsCdUt2s/s1600-h/PANDA+RESTAURANT+FOOD+TOKYO.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SLS2UJE11MI/AAAAAAAAAdI/nPNwsCdUt2s/s400/PANDA+RESTAURANT+FOOD+TOKYO.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239012723688592578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jamal and Alfred. Note the major blindlingly awesome bling that Jamal bought at Shibuya 109. Yes, that is indeed a "diamond" encrusted globe. Wickkkked! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SLS25rmwucI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/ygC8JM1--kU/s1600-h/PANDA+RESTAURANT+JAMAL+ALFRED.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SLS25rmwucI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/ygC8JM1--kU/s400/PANDA+RESTAURANT+JAMAL+ALFRED.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239013368612829634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Well, what do ya know...as we leave Panda, its FREE DOUGHNUT HOUR at Krispy Kreme!!! YESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SLS3dM7GuQI/AAAAAAAAAdY/jPB3zbcaK8M/s1600-h/TOKYO+KRISPY+KREME+SIGN.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SLS3dM7GuQI/AAAAAAAAAdY/jPB3zbcaK8M/s400/TOKYO+KRISPY+KREME+SIGN.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239013978851948802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SLS30z-nX9I/AAAAAAAAAdg/kFvgubdOgdU/s1600-h/KRISPY+KREME+GROUP+SHOT+TOKYO.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SLS30z-nX9I/AAAAAAAAAdg/kFvgubdOgdU/s400/KRISPY+KREME+GROUP+SHOT+TOKYO.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239014384472645586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;After dessert we all headed back to Akasaka to chill and then head to Lex. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SLS6FHoH9xI/AAAAAAAAAdo/836qLYrn55U/s1600-h/MAKING+OUT+IN+JAPANESE+BOOK.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SLS6FHoH9xI/AAAAAAAAAdo/836qLYrn55U/s400/MAKING+OUT+IN+JAPANESE+BOOK.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239016863648184082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3974888989450067834-4475533019927057684?l=nicolederosa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicolederosa.blogspot.com/feeds/4475533019927057684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3974888989450067834&amp;postID=4475533019927057684' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3974888989450067834/posts/default/4475533019927057684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3974888989450067834/posts/default/4475533019927057684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicolederosa.blogspot.com/2008/08/shibuya.html' title='SHIBUYA'/><author><name>Nicole DeRosa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05732405341920905056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SEy-2J_QvhI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/LKanPoF5Wso/S220/nicolehat.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SLSte201c5I/AAAAAAAAAcI/frOYrt-FZjA/s72-c/SHIBUYA+CROSSING+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3974888989450067834.post-9036660114512211888</id><published>2008-08-18T22:49:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-18T23:22:24.078-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A few paintings I am currently working on....</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;As you can see I was pretty inspired to paint again after returning from Japan. Here are a just a few paintings that I am currently working on simultaneously...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am still working on his skin tone and his hands but I keep screwing them up...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SKpgNWa8ljI/AAAAAAAAAbY/APd21Ikq7Rs/s1600-h/DSCN5010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SKpgNWa8ljI/AAAAAAAAAbY/APd21Ikq7Rs/s400/DSCN5010.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236103299244791346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt; I didn't want to do much painting with this one, I wanted to add some mixed media, so I started to incorporate some paper torn out of a Japanese magazine for the skirt. I also used some very old red paint that my brother used for his model cars, it made the lips appear shiny like glass if you see it in person, or like a candy apple red that was just perfect...Thanks Ant! : )&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SKphDfiwYZI/AAAAAAAAAbg/U3qrIypFdBk/s1600-h/DSCN5013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SKphDfiwYZI/AAAAAAAAAbg/U3qrIypFdBk/s400/DSCN5013.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236104229406400914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The newest one....inspired by the kimonos that Shai and I bought in Tokyo. There is going to be much more detail on the kimonos and background. I plan to have fun with it and add to it each day so this one will be an ongoing process, plus I still need to buy more paint this weekend.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SKpjZIygDpI/AAAAAAAAAbw/_54VvCz0lWk/s1600-h/DSCN5015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SKpjZIygDpI/AAAAAAAAAbw/_54VvCz0lWk/s400/DSCN5015.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236106800278802066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3974888989450067834-9036660114512211888?l=nicolederosa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicolederosa.blogspot.com/feeds/9036660114512211888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3974888989450067834&amp;postID=9036660114512211888' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3974888989450067834/posts/default/9036660114512211888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3974888989450067834/posts/default/9036660114512211888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicolederosa.blogspot.com/2008/08/few-paintings-i-am-currently-working-on.html' title='A few paintings I am currently working on....'/><author><name>Nicole DeRosa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05732405341920905056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SEy-2J_QvhI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/LKanPoF5Wso/S220/nicolehat.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SKpgNWa8ljI/AAAAAAAAAbY/APd21Ikq7Rs/s72-c/DSCN5010.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3974888989450067834.post-7031358821389679343</id><published>2008-07-30T17:02:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T04:34:46.722-08:00</updated><title type='text'>HARAJUKU</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SJEBLCTkTkI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/vqTAqQkfePA/s1600-h/japan+harajuku+sign.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SJEBLCTkTkI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/vqTAqQkfePA/s400/japan+harajuku+sign.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228961931462987330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Harajuku station was the main station for the 1964 Tokyo Olympic village; that concentration of international culture left a great impact on the area, attracting the young and innovative of Tokyo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SJEEZLVoRfI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/H2am2SLC5MA/s1600-h/japan+harajuku+girl+at+disney.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SJEEZLVoRfI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/H2am2SLC5MA/s400/japan+harajuku+girl+at+disney.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228965472940606962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, Harajuku remains a fashion center from high-end international stores to bargain boutiques. The neighboring chic and expensive Omotesando and Minami-Aoyama areas cater to the more high end shopper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Takeshita-dori, a narrow alley between Meiji-dori and Harajuku station is the place to find what is hot in teen fashion and culture. Prices range from cheap to outrageous, as do the fashions. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SJEC9hqpv5I/AAAAAAAAAaA/vv0CWn4yZUM/s1600-h/Japan+Harajuku+Takeshita+Street+sign.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SJEC9hqpv5I/AAAAAAAAAaA/vv0CWn4yZUM/s400/Japan+Harajuku+Takeshita+Street+sign.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228963898386399122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Besides the fashion and shops there are artists all over the area. Here is a picture of a young calligraphy artist...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SJEDgohGCGI/AAAAAAAAAaI/-S_U4C2CgTs/s1600-h/japan+harajuku+artist+calligraphy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SJEDgohGCGI/AAAAAAAAAaI/-S_U4C2CgTs/s400/japan+harajuku+artist+calligraphy.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228964501520779362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;As I was walking a group of Harajuku boys still in their school uniforms were hanging around the McDonalds. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SJEGI5CDFjI/AAAAAAAAAaY/h8zE9a-AHYA/s1600-h/japan+harajuku+boys+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SJEGI5CDFjI/AAAAAAAAAaY/h8zE9a-AHYA/s400/japan+harajuku+boys+1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228967392171988530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We talked about music and how I want to move to Tokyo and how they want to move to New York someday.They were so adorable and even posed for me. Check out Tomioka with his glasses posing like a pro...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SJEGixi-FmI/AAAAAAAAAag/ytzfiuGn1Ig/s1600-h/japan+harajuku+boys+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SJEGixi-FmI/AAAAAAAAAag/ytzfiuGn1Ig/s400/japan+harajuku+boys+2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228967836839188066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Another thing to do when you go to Harajuku that is super popular is to take photobooth pictures. These are not just any photobooths, they have ridiculously crazy graphics and backgrounds.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SJEIoCVnuiI/AAAAAAAAAao/XMgqT8rge5s/s1600-h/japan+harajuku+photobooth+sign.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SJEIoCVnuiI/AAAAAAAAAao/XMgqT8rge5s/s400/japan+harajuku+photobooth+sign.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228970126269200930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SJEJCnltYkI/AAAAAAAAAaw/JrrcFgrC7XQ/s1600-h/japan+harajuku+photobooth+inside.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SJEJCnltYkI/AAAAAAAAAaw/JrrcFgrC7XQ/s400/japan+harajuku+photobooth+inside.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228970582945391170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Here are some shots from the photoshoot that Matt, myself and our friend, Saito Kiyoshige took together. (Saito is a ski instructor who lives in Tokyo but has taught skiing all over the world, including Switzerland). Saito carrys a business card that he gave me that says: "My pleasures include: Mountain climbing &amp; hiking, skiing, fishing, map reading, drinking &amp; karaoke."  &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SJEJXx3hgdI/AAAAAAAAAa4/43mDhi5pGdQ/s1600-h/japan+harajuku+photobooth+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SJEJXx3hgdI/AAAAAAAAAa4/43mDhi5pGdQ/s400/japan+harajuku+photobooth+1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228970946481717714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SJEJstjv6qI/AAAAAAAAAbA/bx-NLT34Pko/s1600-h/japan+harajuku+photobooth+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SJEJstjv6qI/AAAAAAAAAbA/bx-NLT34Pko/s400/japan+harajuku+photobooth+2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228971306102287010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SJEJ-3SQvbI/AAAAAAAAAbI/T2NwBRIYnok/s1600-h/japan+harajuku+photobooth+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SJEJ-3SQvbI/AAAAAAAAAbI/T2NwBRIYnok/s400/japan+harajuku+photobooth+3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228971617950940594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;In addition to receiving a sticker print out of the photos, Matt is able to download the pictures onto his phone as well. Japan is so technologically advanced like that. Matt also uses his cellphone to scan when he goes through the subway turnstyle. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SJEKpkM2t5I/AAAAAAAAAbQ/0RavU5ojVcU/s1600-h/japan+harajuku+matt+downloading+photobooth+pics.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SJEKpkM2t5I/AAAAAAAAAbQ/0RavU5ojVcU/s400/japan+harajuku+matt+downloading+photobooth+pics.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228972351562364818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;After a super fun day going to Ueno, Meiji and Harajuku I was off to meet up with Shaina and the rest of the gang at Shibuya 109, grab some dinner, and then another night out in Tokyo!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3974888989450067834-7031358821389679343?l=nicolederosa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicolederosa.blogspot.com/feeds/7031358821389679343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3974888989450067834&amp;postID=7031358821389679343' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3974888989450067834/posts/default/7031358821389679343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3974888989450067834/posts/default/7031358821389679343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicolederosa.blogspot.com/2008/07/harajuku.html' title='HARAJUKU'/><author><name>Nicole DeRosa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05732405341920905056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SEy-2J_QvhI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/LKanPoF5Wso/S220/nicolehat.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SJEBLCTkTkI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/vqTAqQkfePA/s72-c/japan+harajuku+sign.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3974888989450067834.post-106249288166743206</id><published>2008-07-30T15:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T04:34:49.050-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Meiji Shrine</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;After walking around Ueno for quite a bit, Matt and I jumped on the subway (Harajuku station, Yamanote line) to go check out the Meiji Shrine.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SJD3nu5A5GI/AAAAAAAAAZI/CuaKjn9m75w/s1600-h/japan+meiji+shrine+matt+and+i+under+big+gate.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SJD3nu5A5GI/AAAAAAAAAZI/CuaKjn9m75w/s400/japan+meiji+shrine+matt+and+i+under+big+gate.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228951429351269474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A wide graveled road under a huge torii (gate) and shaded by cedars leads into the shrine grounds.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SJDv5ePkblI/AAAAAAAAAXw/4cHW_uG61Xg/s1600-h/japan+meiji+shrine+gravel+road.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SJDv5ePkblI/AAAAAAAAAXw/4cHW_uG61Xg/s400/japan+meiji+shrine+gravel+road.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228942938027093586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SJD2zhK_6gI/AAAAAAAAAY4/Iwtqk6MV-qE/s1600-h/japan+meiji+shrine+minami+shinmon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SJD2zhK_6gI/AAAAAAAAAY4/Iwtqk6MV-qE/s400/japan+meiji+shrine+minami+shinmon.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228950532315408898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is an abandoned entrance to the JR Harajuku station. Just beyond is a small entrance used by the emperor when he visits by train. On the right is the Meiji Treasure House Annex. The annex holds changing exhibitions of the royal couples' artifacts, including clothes, lacquerware, and furniture. A left turn takes you under the massive, Otorii (big gate) built in 1975 of huge logs that came from a 1,500 year old Japanese cypress on Mount Tandai in Taiwan. A short distance beyond the gate, on the left is the entrance to the Meiji-jingu Gyoen Garden, a favorite of the Meiji imperial couple. It is said that the Emperor Meiji designed it himself for his Empress. : ) How sweet is that? Very. Inside there is a teahouse overlooking a pond stocked with water lilies and carp. To the right of the pond, a path leads to the beautiful Minami-ike Shobuda (iris garden), containing over 150 species. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Meiji period was an enlightened period during which a policy of Japanese Spirit and Western knowledge was adopted, to learn from the best of Western culture and civilization while keeping Japan's age old spirit and revered traditions. Emperor Meiji led the way in promoting modernization by embracing many features of western culture in his personal life, such as shearing shearing his topknot (hair) and donning western attire and in many other aspects of daily living. Among these departures, His Majesty set an example by taking western food and in particular by enjoying wine with it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The barrels of wine to be consecrated at Meiji Jingu have been offered by the celebrated wineries of Bourgogne in France on the initiative of Mr. Yasuhiko Sata. Profound gratitude is due to the winemakers who have so generously contributed to this precious gift to be consecrated here to the spirit of world peace with the earnest prayer that France and Japan will enjoy many more fruitful years of friendship. (or at least thats what the sign says)....Here are some pictures and close up of the cool designs on the barrels...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SJD1pjQSqmI/AAAAAAAAAYg/iDPfy98hRrA/s1600-h/japan+meiji+wine+barrels+row+entire.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SJD1pjQSqmI/AAAAAAAAAYg/iDPfy98hRrA/s400/japan+meiji+wine+barrels+row+entire.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228949261564160610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SJD16Id1JAI/AAAAAAAAAYo/YH6uyCtgEkw/s1600-h/japan+meiji+me+and+wine+barrels.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SJD16Id1JAI/AAAAAAAAAYo/YH6uyCtgEkw/s400/japan+meiji+me+and+wine+barrels.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228949546430964738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SJD2HxxNN1I/AAAAAAAAAYw/0FWdE4KzEWc/s1600-h/japan+meiji+wine+barrels+close+up.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SJD2HxxNN1I/AAAAAAAAAYw/0FWdE4KzEWc/s400/japan+meiji+wine+barrels+close+up.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228949780856387410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most important Shinto shrine in Tokyo, Meiji Jingu (Imperial shrine) dates from 1920. The Emperor Meiji(who reigned 1868-1912) and his wife the Empress Shoken are enshrined here. A focal point for right-wing militarists during Japan's colonial expansion prior to World War II, the shrine was destroyed by Allied aerial bombardment in 1945 but rebuilt with private donations in 1958. Past the entrance to the garden, the road turns to the right and enters the main shrine area, set in the middle of a grove of cedars. Another wooden torii leads to the Minami Shinmon (outer gate) through which is a spacious outer courtyard. Gracefully curving the roof is in the Shinto style of architecture. Through a gateway is the Kaguraden a hall built in 1993 for sacred music and dance. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SJD4e3ytCGI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/UlnMPI2Eey8/s1600-h/meiji+shrine+full+view+of+actual+shrine.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SJD4e3ytCGI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/UlnMPI2Eey8/s400/meiji+shrine+full+view+of+actual+shrine.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228952376633526370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This picture does not do Meiji Shrine justice as the architecture and design is so painstakingly detailed. It was close to 5 o'clock when it was about to close so there were not too many people and it was nice to be there when it was not so crowded.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SJD459hfi8I/AAAAAAAAAZY/3yGSljstYy0/s1600-h/japan+meiji+shrine+inside+the+shrine.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SJD459hfi8I/AAAAAAAAAZY/3yGSljstYy0/s400/japan+meiji+shrine+inside+the+shrine.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228952842028420034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This is just an example of the intricate carving and detail on the beams and the lighting fixtures. It is quite beautiful.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SJD5Lv7fTEI/AAAAAAAAAZg/kcWMz7zZPxs/s1600-h/japan+meiji+shrine+architecture.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SJD5Lv7fTEI/AAAAAAAAAZg/kcWMz7zZPxs/s400/japan+meiji+shrine+architecture.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228953147617004610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It is typical to find the wooden prayer blocks outside temples. Here are a few of my favorites of the thousands of wooden blocks that hang outside Meiji Shrine, where one can donate and express gratitude or a message of hope on their block. I like how at the end of this one it said, "I also pray for me finding the one." I hope so too!&lt;/strong&gt; : )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SJD5n0y7z0I/AAAAAAAAAZo/b1x4DJGphbo/s1600-h/japan+meiji+wooden+block+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SJD5n0y7z0I/AAAAAAAAAZo/b1x4DJGphbo/s400/japan+meiji+wooden+block+1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228953629959638850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SJD50y7dFWI/AAAAAAAAAZw/jGi9PTJmRHU/s1600-h/japan+meiji+wooden+block+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SJD50y7dFWI/AAAAAAAAAZw/jGi9PTJmRHU/s400/japan+meiji+wooden+block+2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228953852796802402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It was close to 5 o'clock and the shrine was closing so we were not able to walk  around the grounds any further. We decided to walk over to Harajuku which is just across the street from the Meiji Shrine.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3974888989450067834-106249288166743206?l=nicolederosa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicolederosa.blogspot.com/feeds/106249288166743206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3974888989450067834&amp;postID=106249288166743206' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3974888989450067834/posts/default/106249288166743206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3974888989450067834/posts/default/106249288166743206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicolederosa.blogspot.com/2008/07/meiji-shrine.html' title='Meiji Shrine'/><author><name>Nicole DeRosa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05732405341920905056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SEy-2J_QvhI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/LKanPoF5Wso/S220/nicolehat.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SJD3nu5A5GI/AAAAAAAAAZI/CuaKjn9m75w/s72-c/japan+meiji+shrine+matt+and+i+under+big+gate.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3974888989450067834.post-8216690232621481694</id><published>2008-07-22T19:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T04:34:51.090-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sushi-go-round!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;So I met up with Matt in Ueno and we headed to an amazing little conveyor belt sushi restaurant just across the street from the park. The name of the restaurant literally translates to "Original Sushi". My favorite part was that the subway was right above us and the lanterns and glasses would shake and wobble as the subway blazed overhead. Ueno kind of reminds me a bit of Brooklyn or Queens. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SIaYADx6K8I/AAAAAAAAAWw/a3pyTNYgnaw/s1600-h/japan+conveyor+belt+sushi+restaurant+in+ueno.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SIaYADx6K8I/AAAAAAAAAWw/a3pyTNYgnaw/s400/japan+conveyor+belt+sushi+restaurant+in+ueno.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226031544392100802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most remarkable feature of conveyor belt sushi is the stream of plates winding through the restaurant. The bill is calculated by counting the number and type of plates of the consumed sushi. Plates with different colors, patterns, or shapes have different prices, usually ranging from 100 yen to 500 yen ($2-5 US). The cost of the different plates is shown on signboards or posters in the restaurant. In general, cheap items come on plain plates, and the level of plate decoration is related to the price.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SIaZ1uzYlHI/AAAAAAAAAW4/JMjji1ZcA5A/s1600-h/japan+sushi+restaurant+ueno+plate+stacks.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SIaZ1uzYlHI/AAAAAAAAAW4/JMjji1ZcA5A/s400/japan+sushi+restaurant+ueno+plate+stacks.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226033565985707122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically, I consumed about $50 worth of sushi for lunch. Matt helped me out somewhat but since this was my first time eating sushi in JAPAN, I fell in love with the silky deliciousness that is fresh sushi made and raised in the Sea of Japan. I don't think Matt realized how much sushi I could consume and I pretty much ate everything but crab paste (fish poop) that day. I had a bunch of plates of the nigiri-zushi (thin slices of fish, salmon, eel, toro (belly flesh of tuna), aji (scad), maguro (tuna), shimesaba (salted, vinegared mackerel), squid, kazunooko (salted herring roe), hotategai (scallop). I also had the crab soup, which was accented with the actual crab in the soup. I also enjoyed that the matcha tea powder was placed on the table and you can refill your teacup with hot water from the hot tea spout built into the table right in front of you. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SIabmO873iI/AAAAAAAAAXA/VGmqBQYZa1A/s1600-h/japan+ueno+sushi+lunch+crab+soup.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SIabmO873iI/AAAAAAAAAXA/VGmqBQYZa1A/s400/japan+ueno+sushi+lunch+crab+soup.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226035498761051682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After lunch, we needed to walk or I was going to turn into a sumo wrestler if I did not stop consuming more food. We walked all around Shinobazu-dori, Kototoi-dori, and Nakamachi-dori which is filled with open air markets selling fresh fish, fruits, vegetables, teas, and desserts. This district is an endless maze of cafes, bars and restaurants. It is a fantastic area and not super touristy. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SIaeUicLreI/AAAAAAAAAXI/bV7XEytCVmQ/s1600-h/japan+ueno+bar.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SIaeUicLreI/AAAAAAAAAXI/bV7XEytCVmQ/s400/japan+ueno+bar.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226038493289623010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SIaeh_RYfHI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/4_b5AfSeTOs/s1600-h/japan+ueno+alley.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SIaeh_RYfHI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/4_b5AfSeTOs/s400/japan+ueno+alley.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226038724367252594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SIaesbGbqrI/AAAAAAAAAXY/vV6dSdVMIvM/s1600-h/japan+ueno+restaurant+alley+way.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SIaesbGbqrI/AAAAAAAAAXY/vV6dSdVMIvM/s400/japan+ueno+restaurant+alley+way.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226038903636208306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dessert. I love dessert. I don't really know what this is exactly but Matt explained to me that it is basically a sweet ball where you can add differnt toppings and fillings such as egg, fruit, fish, and fish flakes. I thought it was a christmas ornament. It just looks like a hot mess to me. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SIafgrGHCbI/AAAAAAAAAXg/Q4RIlh83OfE/s1600-h/japan+ueno+egg+ball.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SIafgrGHCbI/AAAAAAAAAXg/Q4RIlh83OfE/s400/japan+ueno+egg+ball.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226039801283021234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I opted for the pastry that is in the shape of a koi fish and is filled with sweet red bean paste. It was soooo delicious and was still nice and warm as I bit into it. Another wonderful thing about the open air markets is watching everything being made and prepared right in front of you. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SIagW6kuq5I/AAAAAAAAAXo/tepBMzqR_LA/s1600-h/japan+ueno+fish+bean+paste+dessert.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SIagW6kuq5I/AAAAAAAAAXo/tepBMzqR_LA/s400/japan+ueno+fish+bean+paste+dessert.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226040733150915474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3974888989450067834-8216690232621481694?l=nicolederosa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicolederosa.blogspot.com/feeds/8216690232621481694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3974888989450067834&amp;postID=8216690232621481694' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3974888989450067834/posts/default/8216690232621481694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3974888989450067834/posts/default/8216690232621481694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicolederosa.blogspot.com/2008/07/sushi-go-round.html' title='Sushi-go-round!'/><author><name>Nicole DeRosa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05732405341920905056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SEy-2J_QvhI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/LKanPoF5Wso/S220/nicolehat.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SIaYADx6K8I/AAAAAAAAAWw/a3pyTNYgnaw/s72-c/japan+conveyor+belt+sushi+restaurant+in+ueno.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3974888989450067834.post-6240883950565859974</id><published>2008-07-16T16:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T04:34:51.210-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Park life</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is one more picture from Ueno Park that I love of a couple relaxing. I pointed to my camera and she nodded that it was okay to take this picture. She smiled and waved me on after I snapped the pic. &lt;/strong&gt;: )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SH6GDbFLBvI/AAAAAAAAAWo/XDjYRo3EwrU/s1600-h/japan+ueno+park+couple+relaxing.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SH6GDbFLBvI/AAAAAAAAAWo/XDjYRo3EwrU/s400/japan+ueno+park+couple+relaxing.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223760011163535090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3974888989450067834-6240883950565859974?l=nicolederosa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicolederosa.blogspot.com/feeds/6240883950565859974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3974888989450067834&amp;postID=6240883950565859974' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3974888989450067834/posts/default/6240883950565859974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3974888989450067834/posts/default/6240883950565859974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicolederosa.blogspot.com/2008/07/park-life.html' title='Park life'/><author><name>Nicole DeRosa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05732405341920905056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SEy-2J_QvhI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/LKanPoF5Wso/S220/nicolehat.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SH6GDbFLBvI/AAAAAAAAAWo/XDjYRo3EwrU/s72-c/japan+ueno+park+couple+relaxing.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3974888989450067834.post-9028851510523630718</id><published>2008-07-13T05:17:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T04:34:56.380-08:00</updated><title type='text'>UENO</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Ueno-koen (Ueno Park), the preeminent attraction to the Shitamachi neighborhood, is a feast of culture with its numerous museums, temples, and shrines. While most people enter the park at the museum plaza, another way to see the park before the museum-fatigue sets in is to start at the south end. From the Shinobazu exit of the Ueno station entrance, up to the small pavilion where the Takamori Saigo statue stands. From there, you continue uphill to the temple complex before heading out, near the zoo, into the museum area. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SHoGyrcjrPI/AAAAAAAAAWI/I4fqwaaYOkM/s1600-h/japan+ueno+park+enteance+subway.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SHoGyrcjrPI/AAAAAAAAAWI/I4fqwaaYOkM/s400/japan+ueno+park+enteance+subway.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222494185615240434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Also near the south end of the park is Shinobazu-ike, a large pond where you can see lotuses and where you can rent small boats for a serene stint on the water. This pond also has its own temple, Benten-do on an island. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I made my way on the subway from Akasaka where my hotel is to Ueno, I met a new friend named, Matt. I was on the subway with my nose buried in my travel guide and figuring out the subway when I heard a voice ask me, "You are not from around here are you?". I laughed and looked up and said, "What gave that away?" Long story short, Matt asked if he could walk me out of the station and show me where to enter the park to get to the Ueno Zoo. We chatted for abit about one another and our backgrounds and made plans to meet back up for lunch in a few hours. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a statue in Ueno Park of Saigo Takamori, who was the leader of the victorious Meiji forces. Saigo subsequently instigated the Satsuma rebellion against the emperor in 1877, but killed himself when it failed. He was then pardoned, and this statue was erected in 1899.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SHnyijWTxvI/AAAAAAAAATI/LRFEdS52ZWw/s1600-h/japan+ueno+park+siago+takamori+statue+and+ME.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SHnyijWTxvI/AAAAAAAAATI/LRFEdS52ZWw/s400/japan+ueno+park+siago+takamori+statue+and+ME.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222471918331086578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This is the Tokyo Metropolitan Museum of Art. On this day there was a huge draw for an exhibition called, the "The Last Manga Warrior." I loved the warrior poster outside the museum. This exhibition drew a HUGE crowd. The Tokyo Met has several galleries that run temporary displays of contemporary Japanese art. Galleries feature all manner of Western style art and Japanese style works such as sumi-e (ink brush painting) and ikebana (Japanese flower arrangement). Apart from the main gallery, the rental galleries are curated by the artists and collectives who rent them, so exhibitions are a mixed bag. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SHnzTxcehgI/AAAAAAAAATQ/vkwlIsBxr2s/s1600-h/japan+tokyo+metropolitan+museum+manga+poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SHnzTxcehgI/AAAAAAAAATQ/vkwlIsBxr2s/s400/japan+tokyo+metropolitan+museum+manga+poster.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222472763928643074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I passed a baseball field  on my walk through Ueno Park. This is a random pick up game that I spotted with only 3 friends practicing pitching and hitting. No sport in Japan is more popular than baseball, and the Tokyo area is home to no fewer than 6 of the country's 12 professional team. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SHn2ioA_rbI/AAAAAAAAATY/j0J1z6qd5jU/s1600-h/japan+ueno+baseball+field.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SHn2ioA_rbI/AAAAAAAAATY/j0J1z6qd5jU/s400/japan+ueno+baseball+field.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222476317630377394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;After a nice walk through the park, I finally made it over to the Ueno Zoo. I was able to stop along the way and people watch and take in the beauty of the park. The Ueno Zoo was established in 1882, and this was the first zoo of its kind in Japan. The zoo is very popular with Japanese visitors, for it's charming pandas who are not on view on Fridays. I wonder what happens on Fridays? Are the pandas out all night clubbing in Ginza and they need their sleep? Is that it? ; p Well, here is a nice picture of some school kids leaving the zoo just as I am arriving....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SHn37k3gELI/AAAAAAAAATg/INab9TpZ8fA/s1600-h/japan+ueno+zoo+outside+school+kids.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SHn37k3gELI/AAAAAAAAATg/INab9TpZ8fA/s400/japan+ueno+zoo+outside+school+kids.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222477845793607858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And then I spotted this little adorable boy. He had his hat tilted on his head and was rocking a backpack. He was so excited to go to the zoo!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SHn4bEMMjYI/AAAAAAAAATo/uSyAN2_jjOE/s1600-h/japan+ueno+zoo+cute+little+boy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SHn4bEMMjYI/AAAAAAAAATo/uSyAN2_jjOE/s400/japan+ueno+zoo+cute+little+boy.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222478386777853314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Here is Shaina and I. Hahaha...just kidding. I love you Shai. I wish you came with me to the zoo this day but alas, you were in class. Anyway, I did not get to see any real pandas this day, so here I am sharing my strawberry shaved ice with a giant fake one! I was pretty bummed that I did not get to see any pandas but this picture made me feel a little bit better. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SHn5OAGXlLI/AAAAAAAAATw/11hZX2NtwNY/s1600-h/japan+ueno+zoo+me+and+stuffed+panda.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SHn5OAGXlLI/AAAAAAAAATw/11hZX2NtwNY/s400/japan+ueno+zoo+me+and+stuffed+panda.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222479261852996786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And because this is just so cute....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SHn5qJLzpuI/AAAAAAAAAT4/2U3VbhuGuow/s1600-h/japan+ueno+zoo+sign+with+family.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SHn5qJLzpuI/AAAAAAAAAT4/2U3VbhuGuow/s400/japan+ueno+zoo+sign+with+family.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222479745328064226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Ueno Zoo has about 2,800 animals, representing about 500 species, as of August 2006. The following animals are NOT on display at the Japanese zoos other than at Ueno Zoo: Aye-ayes, grey gentle lemurs, Phillippine tarsiers, Sulawesi tarsiers, volcano rabbits, lesser mouse deer, Komodo dragon (which I didn't have a chance to see), and Madagascar crested ibises. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This Asiatic elephant was so cute. He/she would have this pattern of walking over to the water and then turn around and walk in a circle and then keep repeating this. I guess I showed up when it was workout time...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SHn6Hwz69pI/AAAAAAAAAUA/wl3H5HHbxo0/s1600-h/japan+ueno+zoo+elephant+and+water.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SHn6Hwz69pI/AAAAAAAAAUA/wl3H5HHbxo0/s400/japan+ueno+zoo+elephant+and+water.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222480254181504658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SHn7jfVCNqI/AAAAAAAAAUI/18rGlBWi7ug/s1600-h/japan+ueno+zoo+elephant+close+up.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SHn7jfVCNqI/AAAAAAAAAUI/18rGlBWi7ug/s400/japan+ueno+zoo+elephant+close+up.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222481830036518562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This was a display of a shrine that school children and others hung drawings and letters to thank the park after their visit and also notes after an animal had passed away with cards of condolences. The drawings that the children made were the sweetest thing!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SHn81_YQUpI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/y_nNAjeIA1M/s1600-h/japan+ueno+park+animal+shrine+notes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SHn81_YQUpI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/y_nNAjeIA1M/s400/japan+ueno+park+animal+shrine+notes.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222483247389233810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I had no idea there was such a thing as a red panda. I was so excited...until I realized it wasn't a panda, panda....the red panda looks a bit like a racoon and has a tail. It took awhile to get a good view of this little guy/girl who was way atop one of the trees. He was so high up that I think he/she could have climbed right over and into the park! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SHn9-jE5OgI/AAAAAAAAAUY/aO3EMbcruRw/s1600-h/japan+ueno+black+panda+in+tree+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SHn9-jE5OgI/AAAAAAAAAUY/aO3EMbcruRw/s400/japan+ueno+black+panda+in+tree+1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222484493922286082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SHn-NFSO5eI/AAAAAAAAAUg/TNgQKMO0th4/s1600-h/japan+ueno+red+panda.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SHn-NFSO5eI/AAAAAAAAAUg/TNgQKMO0th4/s400/japan+ueno+red+panda.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222484743623206370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Here is a picture of the adorable Japanese black bear. They were so much fun to watch as they are pretty playful. I also love the cute Japanese couple in the window who are as transfixed watching the bears as I am. We later saw one another and waved from across the exhibit.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SHn_HWFTmOI/AAAAAAAAAUo/-suWwP9IKxI/s1600-h/japan+ueno+zoo+black+bear.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SHn_HWFTmOI/AAAAAAAAAUo/-suWwP9IKxI/s400/japan+ueno+zoo+black+bear.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222485744564803810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When I first walked over to see the Japanese black bears, one was sitting on the ground eating some bamboo, while the other was high atop a tree and peeing on the little one from above. It was quite funny / awkward.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SHn_mqOPGII/AAAAAAAAAUw/2tvZXq8RqE0/s1600-h/japan+ueno+zoo+black+bear+bamboo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SHn_mqOPGII/AAAAAAAAAUw/2tvZXq8RqE0/s400/japan+ueno+zoo+black+bear+bamboo.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222486282546911362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Here is a really beautiful shrine that the Thai government gave to Ueno Zoo as a gift a few years after it opened. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SHoAFqudv5I/AAAAAAAAAU4/ECbt6mOcGQI/s1600-h/japan+ueno+thailand+shrine.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SHoAFqudv5I/AAAAAAAAAU4/ECbt6mOcGQI/s400/japan+ueno+thailand+shrine.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222486815258034066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It was getting pretty hot, so I decided to get another strawberry shaved ice. Anyone know what this sign says?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SHoAw7YWt0I/AAAAAAAAAVA/mLGaFv5PhBA/s1600-h/japan+ueno+zoo+shave+ice+solo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SHoAw7YWt0I/AAAAAAAAAVA/mLGaFv5PhBA/s400/japan+ueno+zoo+shave+ice+solo.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222487558463076162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You know what makes me really happy? Shaved ice. See....oh and pandas too, but let's not talk about that.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SHoBBsok-TI/AAAAAAAAAVI/6OCOXm_Q784/s1600-h/japan+uneo+zoo+shave+ice+and+me.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SHoBBsok-TI/AAAAAAAAAVI/6OCOXm_Q784/s400/japan+uneo+zoo+shave+ice+and+me.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222487846562363698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So this little character accepts donations for the zoo. It is kind of cute and well, what do you think it looks like? Ummm yeah.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SHoB139NjlI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/N1E5RYJY_48/s1600-h/japan+ueno+zoo+donation+character.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SHoB139NjlI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/N1E5RYJY_48/s400/japan+ueno+zoo+donation+character.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222488742954896978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;After all that shaved ice, naturally I had to go to the bathroom. Well, this was my first encounter with the toilet built into the ground, otherwise know as the squat and pee. It was quite awkward at first but when in Rome...I suppose. It worked out fine, if you were concerned.&lt;/strong&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SHoCla5pryI/AAAAAAAAAVY/Q3vMvUB4HvQ/s1600-h/japan+ueno+zoo+bathroom.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SHoCla5pryI/AAAAAAAAAVY/Q3vMvUB4HvQ/s400/japan+ueno+zoo+bathroom.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222489559789055778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;By the way, the picture is blurry, not because I was multitasking (silly) but because the odor in the bathroom was not much soothing to the nostrils, so I snapped the shot real fast and then headed out so I could catch my breath. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This landmark 5 story pagoda dates from the 17th century and is a survivor from the original Kanei-ji temple complex. Today it stands in the grounds of the Ueno Zoo. It took me about 5 shots until I was able to take a picture of myself with the pagoda in the background.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SHoDk3YI5-I/AAAAAAAAAVg/8h-l3q5SAyM/s1600-h/japan+ueno+zoo+pagoda.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SHoDk3YI5-I/AAAAAAAAAVg/8h-l3q5SAyM/s400/japan+ueno+zoo+pagoda.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222490649764882402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;After spending almost 2 hours at the park, I headed out. Just outside Ueno Zoo there is a small childrens amusement park called, "Ueno Kodomo Yuen". As you can see it is jam packed with Pikachoo, Thomas the Tank Engine and other random rides.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SHoEjzTNJoI/AAAAAAAAAVo/Nh1T7SPB8hw/s1600-h/japan+uneo+zoo+outside+amusement+park.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SHoEjzTNJoI/AAAAAAAAAVo/Nh1T7SPB8hw/s400/japan+uneo+zoo+outside+amusement+park.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222491731002205826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;There were also some really cool street performers around Ueno Park. This street performer outside the Ueno Zoo drew quite an impressive crowd. He was crazy but so funny! He kept throwing the ball super high up in the air and kept missing it and the audience members would go and retrieve the ball for him. Hahaha&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SHoFNQMQCKI/AAAAAAAAAVw/loeTEBKbPV0/s1600-h/japan+ueno+park+street+performer+ball+guy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SHoFNQMQCKI/AAAAAAAAAVw/loeTEBKbPV0/s400/japan+ueno+park+street+performer+ball+guy.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222492443132299426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;She was pretty amazing to listen to. She played french music on her accordion just outside the Tokyo National Museum, also outside the zoo. I don't know why but her outfit and wacky sense of style made me think of one of the lollipop kids from "The Wizard of Oz". &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SHoFxt2755I/AAAAAAAAAV4/RRLQSpCZKUI/s1600-h/japan+ueno+park+street+performer+accordian+woman.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SHoFxt2755I/AAAAAAAAAV4/RRLQSpCZKUI/s400/japan+ueno+park+street+performer+accordian+woman.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222493069571254162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This is a police post in Ueno Park. Pretty cool architecture huh? It was the only modern design next to all the other classically designed buildings within the park.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SHoGT0J2TMI/AAAAAAAAAWA/Xpm4CGMJQGk/s1600-h/japan+ueno+park+police+station.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SHoGT0J2TMI/AAAAAAAAAWA/Xpm4CGMJQGk/s400/japan+ueno+park+police+station.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222493655376743618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I had to hurry up as I was about to meet back up with Matt for a sushi lunch. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stay tuned for the next blog, featuring Matt and I's amazing sushi lunch, Meiji Shrine, Harajuku, Shinjuku and so much more!!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3974888989450067834-9028851510523630718?l=nicolederosa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicolederosa.blogspot.com/feeds/9028851510523630718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3974888989450067834&amp;postID=9028851510523630718' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3974888989450067834/posts/default/9028851510523630718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3974888989450067834/posts/default/9028851510523630718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicolederosa.blogspot.com/2008/07/ueno.html' title='UENO'/><author><name>Nicole DeRosa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05732405341920905056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SEy-2J_QvhI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/LKanPoF5Wso/S220/nicolehat.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SHoGyrcjrPI/AAAAAAAAAWI/I4fqwaaYOkM/s72-c/japan+ueno+park+enteance+subway.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3974888989450067834.post-2615467240151155641</id><published>2008-07-12T10:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-12T10:31:52.104-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Update!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Hello Friends and Fans! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You may not be able to tell, but I just updated the Edo Museum blog. As you know, I had ridiculous good fortune and so much fun that I was unable to blog in "real time" as everything was taking place or even when I had down time in Tokyo or Hawaii and that time was spent either napping or eating. I will blog some more this weekend but getting ready for my good friend, Domonique's "Moonlight Painting Cocktail Party" this evening. Domo came up with a brilliant idea to get creative (and tipsy) at her house and paint underneath the stars! All of our artsy, fartsy, beatnik, poetry reading, and Pablo Picasso creative wannabe's will be there. I am looking forward to it! I was so inspired in Japan and Hawaii that I am sure that will factor in my painting tonight. I already painted a kabuki performer a couple years ago (I will try to scan it in another time, so you all can see). Anyways, hope everyone has a good weekend and check back in for another blog shortly!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I now leave you with one of my favorite quotes by Cecil Beaton: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Be daring, be different, be impractical, be anything that will assert integrity of purpose and imaginative vision against the play-it-safers, the creatures of the commonplace, the slaves of the ordinary."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3974888989450067834-2615467240151155641?l=nicolederosa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicolederosa.blogspot.com/feeds/2615467240151155641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3974888989450067834&amp;postID=2615467240151155641' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3974888989450067834/posts/default/2615467240151155641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3974888989450067834/posts/default/2615467240151155641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicolederosa.blogspot.com/2008/07/update.html' title='Update!'/><author><name>Nicole DeRosa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05732405341920905056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SEy-2J_QvhI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/LKanPoF5Wso/S220/nicolehat.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3974888989450067834.post-8618006319145959378</id><published>2008-07-11T00:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T04:34:57.333-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Promises, Promises</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Okay, I know I said I would get right back on it and continue blogging where I left off, or at least back track and relive Tokyo and I will. I promise to blog tons this weekend. I plan to sit at the beach/pool with drink in hand tapping and wiping the tears of joy away from my face until i am back in Tokyo's loving arms. ; )&lt;br /&gt;Yes, Mom and Dad...I am serious, so prepare yourselves. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is another sneak peak of the fun that was had in Hawaii. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cliff jump at Waimea Bay!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SHcKTwWfeTI/AAAAAAAAARY/2MLB8UXEZnc/s1600-h/cliff+jump+in+waimea+bay.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SHcKTwWfeTI/AAAAAAAAARY/2MLB8UXEZnc/s400/cliff+jump+in+waimea+bay.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221653627472410930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Shai san is not afraid of Tower of Terror&lt;br /&gt;Nicole san IS afraid of Tower of Terror and will not go on the ride.&lt;br /&gt;Nicole san could not, however get Shai san to cliff jump with her at Waimea Bay.&lt;br /&gt;They are still friends and respect eachothers strange phobias. : p&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SHcKslaqthI/AAAAAAAAARg/lxiB7imIODE/s1600-h/nicole+shai+waimea+closeup+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SHcKslaqthI/AAAAAAAAARg/lxiB7imIODE/s400/nicole+shai+waimea+closeup+2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221654054033864210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How spectacular is Hanauma Bay? Pretty spectacular....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SHcL4sQoyYI/AAAAAAAAARo/xGvlrknhnWI/s1600-h/hanauma+bay+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SHcL4sQoyYI/AAAAAAAAARo/xGvlrknhnWI/s400/hanauma+bay+2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221655361540901250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hanauma Bay, a scenic snorkeling spot on O'ahu, draws many tourists to its shores daily. The impact of these crowds on its delicate eco-system has necessitated restricted access and occasional closure of the beach in an effort to preserve this island treasure. (luckily, it was open the day we were there). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all you get for now. It's 3:32am and I need to force myself to sleep so I can look somewhat fresh as a daisy again ; p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for checking in everyone and thank you so much for the comments, birthday wishes and love, love, love &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, shout out to my broheim, Anthony who has been travelling all over Scandanavia (Sweden, Norway, and he is currently making his way to Ireland, I believe) I love you Anthony and can't wait to see you!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until tomorrow,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SHcNN0CJXiI/AAAAAAAAARw/nQ0cgnxKRnQ/s1600-h/nicole+waimea+bay+booty.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SHcNN0CJXiI/AAAAAAAAARw/nQ0cgnxKRnQ/s400/nicole+waimea+bay+booty.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221656823916486178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nicole san&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(thank you also to the photographic stylings of miss. shaina stahl, who acted as proud parent and soccer mom every stop along the way) i love you xoxo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3974888989450067834-8618006319145959378?l=nicolederosa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicolederosa.blogspot.com/feeds/8618006319145959378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3974888989450067834&amp;postID=8618006319145959378' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3974888989450067834/posts/default/8618006319145959378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3974888989450067834/posts/default/8618006319145959378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicolederosa.blogspot.com/2008/07/promises-promises.html' title='Promises, Promises'/><author><name>Nicole DeRosa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05732405341920905056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SEy-2J_QvhI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/LKanPoF5Wso/S220/nicolehat.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SHcKTwWfeTI/AAAAAAAAARY/2MLB8UXEZnc/s72-c/cliff+jump+in+waimea+bay.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3974888989450067834.post-7924568885411166781</id><published>2008-07-03T08:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-01T22:24:16.833-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HAWAII !!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Hey Friends!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I arrived in Honolulu, Hawaii a few hours ago (actually yesterday) and should be sleeping. Shai and I already hit the beach yesterday around Kaneohe and ate Korean BBQ. It was delish. We are going to go on a hike today and check out some waterfalls and tidepools and later head to the North Shore. : ) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is good. I am blessed. : )&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3974888989450067834-7924568885411166781?l=nicolederosa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicolederosa.blogspot.com/feeds/7924568885411166781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3974888989450067834&amp;postID=7924568885411166781' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3974888989450067834/posts/default/7924568885411166781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3974888989450067834/posts/default/7924568885411166781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicolederosa.blogspot.com/2008/07/hawaii.html' title='HAWAII !!'/><author><name>Nicole DeRosa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05732405341920905056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SEy-2J_QvhI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/LKanPoF5Wso/S220/nicolehat.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3974888989450067834.post-2890566571416553965</id><published>2008-07-03T08:24:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T04:34:57.812-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Park Hyatt Tokyo</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;We had our Lost in Translation evening at the locale where the movie was filmed. &lt;br /&gt;Park Hyatt was fantastic. I would gladly pay $60 for the view alone. The cover was 20 yen a person, we had drinks (Rockefeller Center) which was lychee loveliness, pizza, and french fries, with an accompanying jazz band entertaining us as we toasted the amazing time we all had in Tokyo. Check out the ridic view of the Tokyo skyline. It was pretty fantastic. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SGzxF7wfRmI/AAAAAAAAARA/L4ihfMVy520/s1600-h/DSC02799.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SGzxF7wfRmI/AAAAAAAAARA/L4ihfMVy520/s400/DSC02799.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218811152458270306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SGzxGTMoUNI/AAAAAAAAARI/UBB6e3qO1EI/s1600-h/DSC02795.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SGzxGTMoUNI/AAAAAAAAARI/UBB6e3qO1EI/s400/DSC02795.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218811158750318802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SGzxHOu4CCI/AAAAAAAAARQ/jAQibHR-qnA/s1600-h/DSC02802.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SGzxHOu4CCI/AAAAAAAAARQ/jAQibHR-qnA/s400/DSC02802.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218811174731647010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3974888989450067834-2890566571416553965?l=nicolederosa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicolederosa.blogspot.com/feeds/2890566571416553965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3974888989450067834&amp;postID=2890566571416553965' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3974888989450067834/posts/default/2890566571416553965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3974888989450067834/posts/default/2890566571416553965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicolederosa.blogspot.com/2008/07/park-hyatt-tokyo.html' title='Park Hyatt Tokyo'/><author><name>Nicole DeRosa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05732405341920905056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SEy-2J_QvhI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/LKanPoF5Wso/S220/nicolehat.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SGzxF7wfRmI/AAAAAAAAARA/L4ihfMVy520/s72-c/DSC02799.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3974888989450067834.post-4527964391786827399</id><published>2008-07-03T07:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T04:34:59.291-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Having way too much fun to blog...sorry mates!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SGzuLzQX3VI/AAAAAAAAAQo/nOEE5TYc-xM/s1600-h/DSC02792.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SGzuLzQX3VI/AAAAAAAAAQo/nOEE5TYc-xM/s400/DSC02792.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218807954720415058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SGzuMT1gihI/AAAAAAAAAQw/nDgiM9G_ZSo/s1600-h/DSC02743.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SGzuMT1gihI/AAAAAAAAAQw/nDgiM9G_ZSo/s400/DSC02743.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218807963466107410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SGzuM4T2_zI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/-141Z3XspUM/s1600-h/DSC02756.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SGzuM4T2_zI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/-141Z3XspUM/s400/DSC02756.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218807973257084722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SGzrqO4E6pI/AAAAAAAAAQA/mu27UackzEE/s1600-h/DSC02885.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SGzrqO4E6pI/AAAAAAAAAQA/mu27UackzEE/s400/DSC02885.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218805178995894930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SGzrqSWmwEI/AAAAAAAAAQI/prwD3KE4v7E/s1600-h/DSC02874.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SGzrqSWmwEI/AAAAAAAAAQI/prwD3KE4v7E/s400/DSC02874.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218805179929247810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SGzrqxUboWI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/vQ3dZjjjVgM/s1600-h/DSC02873.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SGzrqxUboWI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/vQ3dZjjjVgM/s400/DSC02873.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218805188241629538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SGzrrFPpp1I/AAAAAAAAAQY/yE__z77eaQ0/s1600-h/DSC02878.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SGzrrFPpp1I/AAAAAAAAAQY/yE__z77eaQ0/s400/DSC02878.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218805193590286162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey Fans : ) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm now in Kaneohe, Hawaii (Oahu). I am beyond behind on my blogs but I will not disappoint as I have been having ridiculous amounts of fun in Tokyo and met amazing people and plan to move back in a few years. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way....I can now say that I am BIG IN JAPAN, as Shai and I were out at Tokyo Disney, we were scouted and asked to be photographed for an indie mag called Tokyo Graffiti. Here is a sneak peak....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a blast at the Park Hyatt with friends high atop the city with the most amazing view of the Tokyo skyline. We also went to a hot springs where we had salt and seaweed scrubs and also had a treatment where turkish doctor fish eat the dead skin cells from your feet. It was amazingness deluxe. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta get sleep. I don't even know what time zone I am on anymore...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3974888989450067834-4527964391786827399?l=nicolederosa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicolederosa.blogspot.com/feeds/4527964391786827399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3974888989450067834&amp;postID=4527964391786827399' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3974888989450067834/posts/default/4527964391786827399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3974888989450067834/posts/default/4527964391786827399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicolederosa.blogspot.com/2008/07/in-hawaii.html' title='Having way too much fun to blog...sorry mates!'/><author><name>Nicole DeRosa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05732405341920905056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SEy-2J_QvhI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/LKanPoF5Wso/S220/nicolehat.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SGzuLzQX3VI/AAAAAAAAAQo/nOEE5TYc-xM/s72-c/DSC02792.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3974888989450067834.post-5769875967143348055</id><published>2008-06-29T06:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T04:35:03.313-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Edo Tokyo Museum</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Shaina-san and I decided to soak in some more culture and go on an adventure to the Ryogoku District to the Edo Tokyo Museum. We had a blast! On the east bank of the Sumida River, Ryogoku was a great entertainment and commerce center in Edo's Shitamachi. These days it is a quiet place but it still has it's famous residents - sumo wrestlers. Many beya (sumo stables) are here and it is not unusual to see huge young men walking the streets in yukata (light cotton kimonos) and geta (wooden sandals). Unfortch, we did not see any sumo wrestlers frolic-ing in the streets but Shai and I did get hit on by some school boys who called us, "Hey Sexy!" : ) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beside the sumo stadium is the huge Edo Tokyo Museum, built to resemble an old style of elevated warehouse. One of Tokyo's most imaginative and interesting museums, it's exhibition space is divided into two zones on two floors tracing life in Edo and then Tokyo, as Edo was renamed in 1868. The exhibits which are interactive, appeal to both adults and children and have explanations in Japanese and English. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SGePO8_pneI/AAAAAAAAANQ/PSjCVFIpgT0/s1600-h/DSCN4405.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SGePO8_pneI/AAAAAAAAANQ/PSjCVFIpgT0/s400/DSCN4405.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217296180386045410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SGeQgZnMKAI/AAAAAAAAANY/TsN2_fFQtzQ/s1600-h/DSCN4406.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SGeQgZnMKAI/AAAAAAAAANY/TsN2_fFQtzQ/s400/DSCN4406.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217297579637483522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SGeQgyspnaI/AAAAAAAAANg/hjhP6pOBysU/s1600-h/DSCN4404.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SGeQgyspnaI/AAAAAAAAANg/hjhP6pOBysU/s400/DSCN4404.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217297586371272098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SGeQhFcz_lI/AAAAAAAAANo/62q6kECJN_A/s1600-h/DSCN4402.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SGeQhFcz_lI/AAAAAAAAANo/62q6kECJN_A/s400/DSCN4402.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217297591405117010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SGeQhaaFKlI/AAAAAAAAANw/EooXj_InQhM/s1600-h/DSCN4403.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SGeQhaaFKlI/AAAAAAAAANw/EooXj_InQhM/s400/DSCN4403.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217297597030804050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The historic route around the museum starts at a traditional arched wooden bridge, a replica of Nihonbashi.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SGeRxsVnyeI/AAAAAAAAAOA/rKuRV_wB22o/s1600-h/DSCN4367.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SGeRxsVnyeI/AAAAAAAAAOA/rKuRV_wB22o/s400/DSCN4367.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217298976233474530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;There are life-sized reconstructed buildings, including the facade of a Kabuki theater.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SGeSO2KEoyI/AAAAAAAAAOI/lIyjDnkwiKo/s1600-h/DSCN4369.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SGeSO2KEoyI/AAAAAAAAAOI/lIyjDnkwiKo/s400/DSCN4369.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217299477085594402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Marvelous scale-model dioramas, some of which are automated, show everything from the house of a daimyo (feudal lord) to a section of Shitamachi.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SGeTJ0gwfyI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/EnQyMI-V1CQ/s1600-h/DSCN4370.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SGeTJ0gwfyI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/EnQyMI-V1CQ/s400/DSCN4370.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217300490256154402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SGeTKU2CtrI/AAAAAAAAAOY/OWXy5daIQqc/s1600-h/DSCN4371.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SGeTKU2CtrI/AAAAAAAAAOY/OWXy5daIQqc/s400/DSCN4371.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217300498935363250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This is an example of a instrument used by firefighters during the Edo period to alert others when there was a fire. Edo firefighters were established in 1718 to prtect the townspeople. Standards, like this one were symbols for each unit. There were 47 units, each named after a kana character. The "su" unit has been in charge of the Tsukiji area in Chuo-ku.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SHjY8bHGk6I/AAAAAAAAAR4/CwClbIrwh5M/s1600-h/japan+edo+museum+firefighter+thing.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SHjY8bHGk6I/AAAAAAAAAR4/CwClbIrwh5M/s400/japan+edo+museum+firefighter+thing.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222162300517389218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Most Edo streets were lined with houses (machiya) on both sides. Many shops and flourishing businesses also faced the streets. Off the street, in the back, were the row houses, (nagaya) in which the citizens made their homes. Wells, garbage dumps, and toilets were communal. Each ward had it's facilities for crime prevention and fire prevention, as well as aqueducts and sewers.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SHjbbMRjXlI/AAAAAAAAASA/EkQYTOtCXr4/s1600-h/Japan+Edo+Museum+-+example+of+home.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SHjbbMRjXlI/AAAAAAAAASA/EkQYTOtCXr4/s400/Japan+Edo+Museum+-+example+of+home.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222165028133887570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Homeowners (yanushi)in each ward were responsible for the management and repair of facilities in the ward. Yanushi oversaw the operation of the fire brigade and supervised other activites directly related to everyday life. Representatives of the yanushi served as town officials and/or as employees. Top authority in city matters was delegated to the town magistrates(machi hugyo), below whom were the town elders and the community heads. These officials were not directly involved with the management of the city. Instead, their duty was to give orders and to oversee city administration. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a life-size reconstruction of a kabuki play come to life. In this section of the museum there were also miniature animated models of a kabuki theatre, showing how special effects were cleverly created. We enjoyed this section very much after having experienced our first live kabuki show earlier in the week!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SHjdIF64YkI/AAAAAAAAASI/EgoWrHPst1s/s1600-h/japan+edo+museum+kabuki+models.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SHjdIF64YkI/AAAAAAAAASI/EgoWrHPst1s/s400/japan+edo+museum+kabuki+models.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222166899033924162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Here is a closeup shot of what looks like the villian in this kabuki play....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SHjdurqpmYI/AAAAAAAAASY/OMqT5xF_xxY/s1600-h/japan+edo+museum+closeup+kabuki+character.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SHjdurqpmYI/AAAAAAAAASY/OMqT5xF_xxY/s400/japan+edo+museum+closeup+kabuki+character.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222167562001422722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Here is me on a reconstruction of an Edo period rickshaw (jinrikisha). You can still ride in a rickshaw if you are in the Asakusa district.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SHjeyUoGg4I/AAAAAAAAASg/uXNIxbCT5fo/s1600-h/japan+edo+museum+rickshaw.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SHjeyUoGg4I/AAAAAAAAASg/uXNIxbCT5fo/s400/japan+edo+museum+rickshaw.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222168724047823746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Here I am on an oversized adult tricycle. This made me laugh uncontrollably as I was getting on it as well as off it....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SHjf6EWyQOI/AAAAAAAAASo/0OimzxZ2Obo/s1600-h/japan+edo+museum+tricyle+on.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SHjf6EWyQOI/AAAAAAAAASo/0OimzxZ2Obo/s400/japan+edo+museum+tricyle+on.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222169956630806754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SHjgKug6y4I/AAAAAAAAASw/Pa7ghj5EQpI/s1600-h/japan+edo+museum+tricycle+off.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SHjgKug6y4I/AAAAAAAAASw/Pa7ghj5EQpI/s400/japan+edo+museum+tricycle+off.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222170242825505666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This is an example of one of Japan's first "light" automobile, a three seater Subaru with a 360 cc engine.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SHjg8rUi_rI/AAAAAAAAAS4/b6L-mgM7aZQ/s1600-h/japan+edo+museum+car.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SHjg8rUi_rI/AAAAAAAAAS4/b6L-mgM7aZQ/s400/japan+edo+museum+car.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222171100961767090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Calling home...collect ofcourse.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SHjhepdPG3I/AAAAAAAAATA/HkOszbZg0Pw/s1600-h/japan+edo+museum+phonebooth.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SHjhepdPG3I/AAAAAAAAATA/HkOszbZg0Pw/s400/japan+edo+museum+phonebooth.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222171684576893810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If you are in Tokyo and only have a chance to check out only one museum, then I highly, highly recommend Tokyo's most imaginative and interesting museum, Edo-Tokyo Museum. Hope you enjoyed the preview!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3974888989450067834-5769875967143348055?l=nicolederosa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicolederosa.blogspot.com/feeds/5769875967143348055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3974888989450067834&amp;postID=5769875967143348055' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3974888989450067834/posts/default/5769875967143348055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3974888989450067834/posts/default/5769875967143348055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicolederosa.blogspot.com/2008/06/edo-tokyo-museum.html' title='Edo Tokyo Museum'/><author><name>Nicole DeRosa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05732405341920905056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SEy-2J_QvhI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/LKanPoF5Wso/S220/nicolehat.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SGePO8_pneI/AAAAAAAAANQ/PSjCVFIpgT0/s72-c/DSCN4405.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3974888989450067834.post-184192343197718744</id><published>2008-06-28T21:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T04:35:03.598-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lunch at the Edo Tokyo Museum...</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Here is Shai and I enjoying our melon floats and tempura udon noodle soup before heading inside to the Edo Tokyo Museum in the Ryogoku District. I was feeling a bit under the weather, as I lost my voice and a nice soothing bowl of udon noodle soup is just what the doctor ordered. I finally got to taste a melon float which is simply delish. It's melon soda (which as you can see is electric glow in the dark) and comes complete with vanilla bean ice cream on top to compete a lovely and delicious float situation. : p (Yeah, i said situation). &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SGcQrhJekAI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/PVI9cVVVHOI/s1600-h/DSC02660.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SGcQrhJekAI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/PVI9cVVVHOI/s400/DSC02660.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217157033150550018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SGcQrzCyIEI/AAAAAAAAAMY/kxl78TxS7fc/s1600-h/DSC02661.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SGcQrzCyIEI/AAAAAAAAAMY/kxl78TxS7fc/s400/DSC02661.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217157037954310210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3974888989450067834-184192343197718744?l=nicolederosa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicolederosa.blogspot.com/feeds/184192343197718744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3974888989450067834&amp;postID=184192343197718744' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3974888989450067834/posts/default/184192343197718744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3974888989450067834/posts/default/184192343197718744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicolederosa.blogspot.com/2008/06/lunch-at-edo-tokyo-museum.html' title='Lunch at the Edo Tokyo Museum...'/><author><name>Nicole DeRosa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05732405341920905056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SEy-2J_QvhI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/LKanPoF5Wso/S220/nicolehat.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SGcQrhJekAI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/PVI9cVVVHOI/s72-c/DSC02660.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3974888989450067834.post-241037519637766169</id><published>2008-06-28T21:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T04:35:03.779-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Er'body in da hub gettin' tipsy....</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;We stopped in at The Hub, an English pub in Akasaka for a cheap dinner and grab a couple drinks. Here is a pic of the usual suspects, me, Shai and Jamizzle. Shout out to Jamal, who will probably never read this and just got on his plane to North Carolina. We will miss you J-dawg. ; p (pours one out for our homie)....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SGcOe161YJI/AAAAAAAAAMI/0kPFfAo4q-I/s1600-h/DSC02657.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SGcOe161YJI/AAAAAAAAAMI/0kPFfAo4q-I/s400/DSC02657.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217154616364720274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3974888989450067834-241037519637766169?l=nicolederosa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicolederosa.blogspot.com/feeds/241037519637766169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3974888989450067834&amp;postID=241037519637766169' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3974888989450067834/posts/default/241037519637766169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3974888989450067834/posts/default/241037519637766169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicolederosa.blogspot.com/2008/06/erbody-in-da-hub-gettin-tipsy.html' title='Er&apos;body in da hub gettin&apos; tipsy....'/><author><name>Nicole DeRosa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05732405341920905056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SEy-2J_QvhI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/LKanPoF5Wso/S220/nicolehat.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SGcOe161YJI/AAAAAAAAAMI/0kPFfAo4q-I/s72-c/DSC02657.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3974888989450067834.post-1636874183913714520</id><published>2008-06-28T21:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T04:35:04.280-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Room service.</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Shai and I decided to have a quiet night in and watch a movie and eat pizza. As we looked through the hotel room's menu we noticed a most unusual type of entree/dessert....Stewed Beef a la mode. Neither one of us was adventurous enough to order it, as we were both starving so we ordered pizza and tempura. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pizza was cheezy goodness. It had basically every topping that they could find in the kitchen including ham. I need to stop eating ham and bacon. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SGcMe3rK3hI/AAAAAAAAAL4/vqjJEtdoFig/s1600-h/DSC02648.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SGcMe3rK3hI/AAAAAAAAAL4/vqjJEtdoFig/s400/DSC02648.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217152417812635154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SGcMfTvDFFI/AAAAAAAAAMA/uMocRvHIlqc/s1600-h/DSC02649.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SGcMfTvDFFI/AAAAAAAAAMA/uMocRvHIlqc/s400/DSC02649.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217152425345094738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3974888989450067834-1636874183913714520?l=nicolederosa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicolederosa.blogspot.com/feeds/1636874183913714520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3974888989450067834&amp;postID=1636874183913714520' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3974888989450067834/posts/default/1636874183913714520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3974888989450067834/posts/default/1636874183913714520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicolederosa.blogspot.com/2008/06/room-service.html' title='Room service.'/><author><name>Nicole DeRosa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05732405341920905056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SEy-2J_QvhI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/LKanPoF5Wso/S220/nicolehat.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SGcMe3rK3hI/AAAAAAAAAL4/vqjJEtdoFig/s72-c/DSC02648.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3974888989450067834.post-9058376089106290349</id><published>2008-06-28T20:54:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T04:35:04.406-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Uh....</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;How did Shai and my room become mission control for party central? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SGcIW4-NIAI/AAAAAAAAALw/ghJIlLoLZBs/s1600-h/DSC02633.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SGcIW4-NIAI/AAAAAAAAALw/ghJIlLoLZBs/s400/DSC02633.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217147882675445762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a laugh reading through the book, "Making out in Japanese" which Bill Murray talks about in Lost in Translation, if you watch the extras portion on the DVD. This book includes such notable gems such as:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" Poketto-ni futon-ga hait-teru."    - I have a futon in my pocket.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hokuro-o mitsuketa: - I found your birthmark.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Nannin-no onna no-ko-o nakasetano?" - How many girls have you made cry?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Nannin-no- otoko-o  nakasetan da?" How many boys have you made cry?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3974888989450067834-9058376089106290349?l=nicolederosa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicolederosa.blogspot.com/feeds/9058376089106290349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3974888989450067834&amp;postID=9058376089106290349' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3974888989450067834/posts/default/9058376089106290349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3974888989450067834/posts/default/9058376089106290349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicolederosa.blogspot.com/2008/06/uh.html' title='Uh....'/><author><name>Nicole DeRosa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05732405341920905056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SEy-2J_QvhI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/LKanPoF5Wso/S220/nicolehat.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SGcIW4-NIAI/AAAAAAAAALw/ghJIlLoLZBs/s72-c/DSC02633.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3974888989450067834.post-6907164540410868861</id><published>2008-06-28T20:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T04:35:07.347-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Imperial Palace Gardens.</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;We need a rest. It was yet another lateeeeeeeee night last night so me, Jamal, and Shai headed over to the Imperial Palace Gardens to lay in the grass and zen out.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SGcFt2FkULI/AAAAAAAAALQ/At4935sWHX8/s1600-h/DSC02642.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SGcFt2FkULI/AAAAAAAAALQ/At4935sWHX8/s400/DSC02642.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217144978503127218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SGcFubvlCJI/AAAAAAAAALY/Uw5eGW4G8UQ/s1600-h/DSC02640.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SGcFubvlCJI/AAAAAAAAALY/Uw5eGW4G8UQ/s400/DSC02640.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217144988611446930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SGcFu_NxWbI/AAAAAAAAALg/UM5BZgVqzyk/s1600-h/DSC02638.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SGcFu_NxWbI/AAAAAAAAALg/UM5BZgVqzyk/s400/DSC02638.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217144998133324210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SGcFvGtg1cI/AAAAAAAAALo/kwIubK4Sh_A/s1600-h/DSC02644.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SGcFvGtg1cI/AAAAAAAAALo/kwIubK4Sh_A/s400/DSC02644.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217145000145507778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;History lesson: Ieyasu, the first Tokugawa shogun, started building his castle here in 1590. In the Edo period his successors made this into the world's largest castle, now only the inner circle remains. The emperor and his family still live in the western part of the grounds in the Imperial Palace, rebuilt after the previous one was bombed during World War II. Public access is allowed twice a year - at New Year and on the emperor's birthday. The rest of the grounds, bounded by the moat, are divided into public parks.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3974888989450067834-6907164540410868861?l=nicolederosa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicolederosa.blogspot.com/feeds/6907164540410868861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3974888989450067834&amp;postID=6907164540410868861' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3974888989450067834/posts/default/6907164540410868861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3974888989450067834/posts/default/6907164540410868861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicolederosa.blogspot.com/2008/06/imperial-palace-gardens.html' title='Imperial Palace Gardens.'/><author><name>Nicole DeRosa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05732405341920905056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SEy-2J_QvhI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/LKanPoF5Wso/S220/nicolehat.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SGcFt2FkULI/AAAAAAAAALQ/At4935sWHX8/s72-c/DSC02642.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3974888989450067834.post-6651232851439367790</id><published>2008-06-28T20:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T04:35:07.977-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Who wants some FREE Krispy Kreme?</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;We showed up in the Krispy Kreme in Shibuya just when they were giving out FREE Krispy Kreme doughnuts. I seriously love this place by the second.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SGcECNSecqI/AAAAAAAAAK4/1vk9Mwe5Jpg/s1600-h/DSC02624.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SGcECNSecqI/AAAAAAAAAK4/1vk9Mwe5Jpg/s400/DSC02624.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217143129305412258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SGcECgERHGI/AAAAAAAAALA/QJ43CAQWJ3I/s1600-h/DSC02625.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SGcECgERHGI/AAAAAAAAALA/QJ43CAQWJ3I/s400/DSC02625.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217143134346091618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SGcECyGYXLI/AAAAAAAAALI/4-WronNh4Dk/s1600-h/DSC02626.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SGcECyGYXLI/AAAAAAAAALI/4-WronNh4Dk/s400/DSC02626.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217143139186793650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3974888989450067834-6651232851439367790?l=nicolederosa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicolederosa.blogspot.com/feeds/6651232851439367790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3974888989450067834&amp;postID=6651232851439367790' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3974888989450067834/posts/default/6651232851439367790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3974888989450067834/posts/default/6651232851439367790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicolederosa.blogspot.com/2008/06/who-wants-some-free-krispy-kreme.html' title='Who wants some FREE Krispy Kreme?'/><author><name>Nicole DeRosa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05732405341920905056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SEy-2J_QvhI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/LKanPoF5Wso/S220/nicolehat.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SGcECNSecqI/AAAAAAAAAK4/1vk9Mwe5Jpg/s72-c/DSC02624.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3974888989450067834.post-4086370944879762454</id><published>2008-06-28T20:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T04:35:08.141-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Senso-ji Temple at night....</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Before I got back on the subway I had little orange man take one last picture of me at Senso-ji Temple at night. It was so beautiful to arrive there late, stay nearby and then see it all lit up without the crowds, partly because it started to pour really bad and the crowds completely disbursed and i basically had it all to myself. ; ) &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SGcCpPTbB3I/AAAAAAAAAKw/IKBeEFXYRvo/s1600-h/DSCN4169.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SGcCpPTbB3I/AAAAAAAAAKw/IKBeEFXYRvo/s400/DSCN4169.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217141600837896050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3974888989450067834-4086370944879762454?l=nicolederosa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicolederosa.blogspot.com/feeds/4086370944879762454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3974888989450067834&amp;postID=4086370944879762454' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3974888989450067834/posts/default/4086370944879762454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3974888989450067834/posts/default/4086370944879762454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicolederosa.blogspot.com/2008/06/senso-ji-temple-at-night.html' title='Senso-ji Temple at night....'/><author><name>Nicole DeRosa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05732405341920905056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SEy-2J_QvhI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/LKanPoF5Wso/S220/nicolehat.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SGcCpPTbB3I/AAAAAAAAAKw/IKBeEFXYRvo/s72-c/DSCN4169.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3974888989450067834.post-6877460582211999547</id><published>2008-06-28T19:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T04:35:09.118-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Senso-ji Temple</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SGcBf4AWMGI/AAAAAAAAAKI/0khEqvP92r4/s1600-h/DSCN4122.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SGcBf4AWMGI/AAAAAAAAAKI/0khEqvP92r4/s400/DSCN4122.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217140340453421154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SGcBgOVGZhI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/zssTMkCiBHI/s1600-h/DSCN4149.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SGcBgOVGZhI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/zssTMkCiBHI/s400/DSCN4149.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217140346446046738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SGcBisEpD7I/AAAAAAAAAKY/jd79II82Lqo/s1600-h/DSCN4150.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SGcBisEpD7I/AAAAAAAAAKY/jd79II82Lqo/s400/DSCN4150.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217140388789817266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SGcBjJqWMlI/AAAAAAAAAKg/Y7cxNOvn498/s1600-h/DSCN4141.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SGcBjJqWMlI/AAAAAAAAAKg/Y7cxNOvn498/s400/DSCN4141.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217140396732592722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SGcBjfTi75I/AAAAAAAAAKo/g8HlOVF1uqE/s1600-h/DSCN4164.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SGcBjfTi75I/AAAAAAAAAKo/g8HlOVF1uqE/s400/DSCN4164.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217140402542538642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Popularly known as Asakusa Kannon, Senso-ji Temple this is Tokyo's most sacred and spectacular temple. Legend has it that a golden image of Kannon, the Goddess of Compassion, was fished out of the nearby Sumida-gawa River by two Fisherman in AD 628. In time, a temple was built to house the image, which has remained on the same spot ever since giving it it's alternative name Asakusa  Kannon-do. Whether the ancient image of Kannon actually exists inside is a secret. Not that this stops a steady stream of worshippers making their way up the stairs to the temple where they cast coins, clap ceremoniously and bow in a gesture of respect. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When approaching Senso-ji from the Asakusa subway station, you enter through Kaminarimon (Thunder Gate) between the scowling protective deities: Fujin, the god of wind, on the right, and Rajin, the god of thunder, on the left. Straight on through the gate is Nakamise-dori, a busy precinct. Everything from tourist trinkets to genuine Edo-style crafts are sold here; there's even a shop selling the elaborate wigs that are won with kimonos. (Shai and I plan to come back here together to purchase our kimonos). Nakamise-dori leads to the main temple compound. In front of the temple is a large incense cauldron, whose smoke is said to bestow health. If any part of your body - modesty permitting, naturally is giving you trouble, do as the locals do and fan some smoke onto yourself, rubbing it through your clothing into the area that ails you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I arrived here well past 5 o'clock so I plan to come back and take more pictures, so expect another blog and pics. On this fine day however, I met a little orange man (he had an interesting self tanner application situation) going on and was so helpful. I asked him one question and basically he was like the tourist board pulling out maps and telling me stories and even later walking me across the street to a local traditional Japanese supermarket where I bought some kokuto and kuromitsu ice cream and a most popular dessert of sweet sugar rice balls on a kebab.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3974888989450067834-6877460582211999547?l=nicolederosa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicolederosa.blogspot.com/feeds/6877460582211999547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3974888989450067834&amp;postID=6877460582211999547' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3974888989450067834/posts/default/6877460582211999547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3974888989450067834/posts/default/6877460582211999547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicolederosa.blogspot.com/2008/06/senso-ji-temple.html' title='Senso-ji Temple'/><author><name>Nicole DeRosa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05732405341920905056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SEy-2J_QvhI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/LKanPoF5Wso/S220/nicolehat.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SGcBf4AWMGI/AAAAAAAAAKI/0khEqvP92r4/s72-c/DSCN4122.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3974888989450067834.post-5484524189160159454</id><published>2008-06-27T20:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T04:35:09.945-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Hills....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SGW2KSw4vNI/AAAAAAAAAJY/sguRgl4TCtw/s1600-h/DSCN4021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SGW2KSw4vNI/AAAAAAAAAJY/sguRgl4TCtw/s400/DSCN4021.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216776031330417874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SGW2KiM00cI/AAAAAAAAAJg/W5ZIvU7_C3o/s1600-h/DSCN4025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SGW2KiM00cI/AAAAAAAAAJg/W5ZIvU7_C3o/s400/DSCN4025.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216776035474133442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SGW2LCU3t0I/AAAAAAAAAJo/3pysDFIWIwU/s1600-h/DSCN4029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SGW2LCU3t0I/AAAAAAAAAJo/3pysDFIWIwU/s400/DSCN4029.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216776044097812290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SGW2La0ZzGI/AAAAAAAAAJw/C8XJzCZtOCo/s1600-h/DSCN4041.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SGW2La0ZzGI/AAAAAAAAAJw/C8XJzCZtOCo/s400/DSCN4041.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216776050672520290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SGW2L2cgtBI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/By71iE-fopQ/s1600-h/DSCN4018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SGW2L2cgtBI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/By71iE-fopQ/s400/DSCN4018.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216776058088502290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ROPPONGI HILLS that is....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are a few pics of Roppongi Hills, which is famous for it's club scene and is particularly popular with expats. You can find just about any music you want here, jazz, blues, ska, hip hop, classic, disco, crisco, frisco disco (just kidding) Unveiled in 2003, Roppongi Hills aspires to be an all purpose mini cit. The 54 story Mori Tower forms the focus of the hills. Over 200 shops, restaurants, and bars occupy  the complex, which also boasts cinemas, interconnecting walkways, the Grand Hyatt Tokyo (not the one from Lost in Translation...that one is in Shinjuku) and the richly imaginitive and daring exhibits of the Mori Art Museum. Admission to the museum includes access to the Tokyo City View, a 52nd-floor observation deck (open later than the museum) . Maman, the giant, spiny, spider sculpture by Louise Bourgeois outside the main tower, is a major draw.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3974888989450067834-5484524189160159454?l=nicolederosa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicolederosa.blogspot.com/feeds/5484524189160159454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3974888989450067834&amp;postID=5484524189160159454' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3974888989450067834/posts/default/5484524189160159454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3974888989450067834/posts/default/5484524189160159454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicolederosa.blogspot.com/2008/06/hills.html' title='The Hills....'/><author><name>Nicole DeRosa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05732405341920905056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SEy-2J_QvhI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/LKanPoF5Wso/S220/nicolehat.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SGW2KSw4vNI/AAAAAAAAAJY/sguRgl4TCtw/s72-c/DSCN4021.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3974888989450067834.post-2088947477644820240</id><published>2008-06-27T20:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T04:35:10.150-08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAVE A RICE DAY : )</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SGWybYGjixI/AAAAAAAAAJI/bS4oleLIe2s/s1600-h/DSCN4112.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SGWybYGjixI/AAAAAAAAAJI/bS4oleLIe2s/s400/DSCN4112.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216771926774745874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3974888989450067834-2088947477644820240?l=nicolederosa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicolederosa.blogspot.com/feeds/2088947477644820240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3974888989450067834&amp;postID=2088947477644820240' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3974888989450067834/posts/default/2088947477644820240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3974888989450067834/posts/default/2088947477644820240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicolederosa.blogspot.com/2008/06/have-rice-day.html' title='HAVE A RICE DAY : )'/><author><name>Nicole DeRosa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05732405341920905056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SEy-2J_QvhI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/LKanPoF5Wso/S220/nicolehat.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SGWybYGjixI/AAAAAAAAAJI/bS4oleLIe2s/s72-c/DSCN4112.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3974888989450067834.post-3052310352943204544</id><published>2008-06-27T20:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T04:35:10.660-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tokyo Subway...</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Here is a pic of Shai and I on our way with the rest of the crew on our way to dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The subway system in Tokyo is fast and efficient. There is the subway and then there is the JR (Japan Rail) for further excursions outside the city. Many stations have multiple exits; it is often easier to go up to ground level, then orient yourself. Finding the exit is always a problem for me. I always get lost. I am just fine taking the subway, it's just when it comes to trying to get the heck out I get dizzy and feel like I am going in circles because you usually need to take about 3 or 4 escalators to get up to ground level.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SGWxk5diUPI/AAAAAAAAAI4/BF3Jopx9pS8/s1600-h/DSCN4109.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SGWxk5diUPI/AAAAAAAAAI4/BF3Jopx9pS8/s400/DSCN4109.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216770990836699378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SGWxlBLJR3I/AAAAAAAAAJA/tCLYashiJTI/s1600-h/DSCN4111.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SGWxlBLJR3I/AAAAAAAAAJA/tCLYashiJTI/s400/DSCN4111.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216770992907044722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3974888989450067834-3052310352943204544?l=nicolederosa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicolederosa.blogspot.com/feeds/3052310352943204544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3974888989450067834&amp;postID=3052310352943204544' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3974888989450067834/posts/default/3052310352943204544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3974888989450067834/posts/default/3052310352943204544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicolederosa.blogspot.com/2008/06/tokyo-subway.html' title='Tokyo Subway...'/><author><name>Nicole DeRosa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05732405341920905056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SEy-2J_QvhI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/LKanPoF5Wso/S220/nicolehat.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SGWxk5diUPI/AAAAAAAAAI4/BF3Jopx9pS8/s72-c/DSCN4109.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3974888989450067834.post-6776623897441735238</id><published>2008-06-27T20:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T04:35:10.834-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Presents!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Here is a better pic of the presents Shai got me when I arrived. A fresh kimono in left on your bed each morning. : ) &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SGWvFHmW2DI/AAAAAAAAAIY/zkcplqB4EU0/s1600-h/DSCN4096.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SGWvFHmW2DI/AAAAAAAAAIY/zkcplqB4EU0/s400/DSCN4096.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216768245852723250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3974888989450067834-6776623897441735238?l=nicolederosa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicolederosa.blogspot.com/feeds/6776623897441735238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3974888989450067834&amp;postID=6776623897441735238' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3974888989450067834/posts/default/6776623897441735238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3974888989450067834/posts/default/6776623897441735238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicolederosa.blogspot.com/2008/06/presents.html' title='Presents!'/><author><name>Nicole DeRosa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05732405341920905056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SEy-2J_QvhI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/LKanPoF5Wso/S220/nicolehat.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SGWvFHmW2DI/AAAAAAAAAIY/zkcplqB4EU0/s72-c/DSCN4096.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3974888989450067834.post-4953264297415817547</id><published>2008-06-27T20:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T04:35:10.994-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Konnichiwa little dude...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SGWuoL-MLiI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/5fdub15FC5U/s1600-h/DSCN4089.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SGWuoL-MLiI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/5fdub15FC5U/s400/DSCN4089.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216767748810223138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3974888989450067834-4953264297415817547?l=nicolederosa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicolederosa.blogspot.com/feeds/4953264297415817547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3974888989450067834&amp;postID=4953264297415817547' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3974888989450067834/posts/default/4953264297415817547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3974888989450067834/posts/default/4953264297415817547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicolederosa.blogspot.com/2008/06/konnichiwa-little-dude.html' title='Konnichiwa little dude...'/><author><name>Nicole DeRosa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05732405341920905056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SEy-2J_QvhI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/LKanPoF5Wso/S220/nicolehat.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SGWuoL-MLiI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/5fdub15FC5U/s72-c/DSCN4089.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3974888989450067834.post-9124485203452530222</id><published>2008-06-27T20:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T04:35:11.139-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Schools Out!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Here are a few pics in and around our neighborhood in Akasaka.....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SGWt65t_tkI/AAAAAAAAAII/R8pKJ53VoCM/s1600-h/DSCN4079.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SGWt65t_tkI/AAAAAAAAAII/R8pKJ53VoCM/s400/DSCN4079.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216766970816345666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3974888989450067834-9124485203452530222?l=nicolederosa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicolederosa.blogspot.com/feeds/9124485203452530222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3974888989450067834&amp;postID=9124485203452530222' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3974888989450067834/posts/default/9124485203452530222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3974888989450067834/posts/default/9124485203452530222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicolederosa.blogspot.com/2008/06/schools-out.html' title='Schools Out!'/><author><name>Nicole DeRosa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05732405341920905056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SEy-2J_QvhI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/LKanPoF5Wso/S220/nicolehat.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SGWt65t_tkI/AAAAAAAAAII/R8pKJ53VoCM/s72-c/DSCN4079.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3974888989450067834.post-8997607049098224925</id><published>2008-06-27T20:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T04:35:11.350-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Masked</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;It is common for people to wear a medical mask if one is sick or has a cold here. I lost my voice a few nights ago and was looking everywhere for either a Hello Kitty medical mask but couldn't find one. I know it's out there somewhere, but have yet to find it....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SGWtBILoj3I/AAAAAAAAAIA/933GDzoQrXY/s1600-h/DSCN4003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SGWtBILoj3I/AAAAAAAAAIA/933GDzoQrXY/s400/DSCN4003.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216765978266341234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3974888989450067834-8997607049098224925?l=nicolederosa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicolederosa.blogspot.com/feeds/8997607049098224925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3974888989450067834&amp;postID=8997607049098224925' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3974888989450067834/posts/default/8997607049098224925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3974888989450067834/posts/default/8997607049098224925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicolederosa.blogspot.com/2008/06/masked.html' title='Masked'/><author><name>Nicole DeRosa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05732405341920905056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SEy-2J_QvhI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/LKanPoF5Wso/S220/nicolehat.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SGWtBILoj3I/AAAAAAAAAIA/933GDzoQrXY/s72-c/DSCN4003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3974888989450067834.post-262952130811775872</id><published>2008-06-27T20:06:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T04:35:11.687-08:00</updated><title type='text'>POMPADOUR</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;BTW, I am playing uber catch up with my blogs / pics so the dates are going to be off. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are the adorable storekeepers at POMPADOUR....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SGWrLr6G7uI/AAAAAAAAAHo/zPrJHAXV7Zo/s1600-h/DSCN4053.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SGWrLr6G7uI/AAAAAAAAAHo/zPrJHAXV7Zo/s400/DSCN4053.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216763960631946978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3974888989450067834-262952130811775872?l=nicolederosa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicolederosa.blogspot.com/feeds/262952130811775872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3974888989450067834&amp;postID=262952130811775872' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3974888989450067834/posts/default/262952130811775872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3974888989450067834/posts/default/262952130811775872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicolederosa.blogspot.com/2008/06/pompadour.html' title='POMPADOUR'/><author><name>Nicole DeRosa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05732405341920905056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SEy-2J_QvhI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/LKanPoF5Wso/S220/nicolehat.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SGWrLr6G7uI/AAAAAAAAAHo/zPrJHAXV7Zo/s72-c/DSCN4053.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3974888989450067834.post-5176627828241724306</id><published>2008-06-27T20:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T04:35:11.887-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Deliciousness</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SGWqekVLAbI/AAAAAAAAAHg/cjlnJ2emn1E/s1600-h/DSCN4049.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SGWqekVLAbI/AAAAAAAAAHg/cjlnJ2emn1E/s400/DSCN4049.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216763185503863218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I went to Roppongi today and on my way back to the hotel, picked up a little dessert for Shai and I at a bakery called, POMPADOUR. These delights were almost too beautiful to eat...ALMOST. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy the eye candy!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3974888989450067834-5176627828241724306?l=nicolederosa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicolederosa.blogspot.com/feeds/5176627828241724306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3974888989450067834&amp;postID=5176627828241724306' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3974888989450067834/posts/default/5176627828241724306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3974888989450067834/posts/default/5176627828241724306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicolederosa.blogspot.com/2008/06/deliciousness.html' title='Deliciousness'/><author><name>Nicole DeRosa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05732405341920905056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SEy-2J_QvhI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/LKanPoF5Wso/S220/nicolehat.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SGWqekVLAbI/AAAAAAAAAHg/cjlnJ2emn1E/s72-c/DSCN4049.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3974888989450067834.post-8207353008112860790</id><published>2008-06-22T16:17:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T04:35:12.092-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I LOVE PHONE!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SF7d9sjUj8I/AAAAAAAAAHY/B7Te348Gnxc/s1600-h/DSC02594.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SF7d9sjUj8I/AAAAAAAAAHY/B7Te348Gnxc/s400/DSC02594.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214849470542680002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Okay, I love this phone. I love anything that is this bright lime candy apple green color. I even saw a car the other day that, when I move to Japan (at some point) I will own a bright lime green colored car this color as well.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3974888989450067834-8207353008112860790?l=nicolederosa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicolederosa.blogspot.com/feeds/8207353008112860790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3974888989450067834&amp;postID=8207353008112860790' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3974888989450067834/posts/default/8207353008112860790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3974888989450067834/posts/default/8207353008112860790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicolederosa.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-love-phone.html' title='I LOVE PHONE!'/><author><name>Nicole DeRosa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05732405341920905056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SEy-2J_QvhI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/LKanPoF5Wso/S220/nicolehat.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SF7d9sjUj8I/AAAAAAAAAHY/B7Te348Gnxc/s72-c/DSC02594.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3974888989450067834.post-4311052500730721601</id><published>2008-06-22T16:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T04:35:12.219-08:00</updated><title type='text'>MINI TOILET</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SF7dfCBc6YI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/m6jnxONu0HQ/s1600-h/DSC02611.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SF7dfCBc6YI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/m6jnxONu0HQ/s400/DSC02611.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214848943730256258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This is the cutest little mini toilet. You notice a wide range of menu options when using the toilets here in Japan. (ie: "flush sound") you can have the toilet make the sound if you wish to have more privacy is you plan to make some uncomfortable noises whilst going to the bathroom. Also there is the option for "heavy shower" which can rinse your nether regions on quite heavy impact. I think I will pass even though I may later regret not going the extra step for a true cultural experience...although I do still have almost another week and a half in Tokyo, so it's still early in my adventures.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3974888989450067834-4311052500730721601?l=nicolederosa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicolederosa.blogspot.com/feeds/4311052500730721601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3974888989450067834&amp;postID=4311052500730721601' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3974888989450067834/posts/default/4311052500730721601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3974888989450067834/posts/default/4311052500730721601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicolederosa.blogspot.com/2008/06/mini-toilet.html' title='MINI TOILET'/><author><name>Nicole DeRosa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05732405341920905056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SEy-2J_QvhI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/LKanPoF5Wso/S220/nicolehat.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SF7dfCBc6YI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/m6jnxONu0HQ/s72-c/DSC02611.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3974888989450067834.post-8337266762261444392</id><published>2008-06-22T16:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T04:35:12.346-08:00</updated><title type='text'>YUM!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SF7cTzxSp-I/AAAAAAAAAHI/kAXuQ_dhZqg/s1600-h/DSC02610.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SF7cTzxSp-I/AAAAAAAAAHI/kAXuQ_dhZqg/s400/DSC02610.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214847651414190050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I had the papaya hot dish served with shredded papaya and seasonal okinawa vegetables, miso soup, pickeled salad with the cutest little cucumbers i have ever seen, and a bread biscuit that we referred to as ham bread. I think it was a red bean in the center but we went with "ham" to make it sound even more scrumptious.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3974888989450067834-8337266762261444392?l=nicolederosa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicolederosa.blogspot.com/feeds/8337266762261444392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3974888989450067834&amp;postID=8337266762261444392' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3974888989450067834/posts/default/8337266762261444392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3974888989450067834/posts/default/8337266762261444392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicolederosa.blogspot.com/2008/06/yum.html' title='YUM!'/><author><name>Nicole DeRosa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05732405341920905056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SEy-2J_QvhI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/LKanPoF5Wso/S220/nicolehat.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SF7cTzxSp-I/AAAAAAAAAHI/kAXuQ_dhZqg/s72-c/DSC02610.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3974888989450067834.post-5871241210225150189</id><published>2008-06-22T16:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T04:35:12.452-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lunch at an Okinawa style restaurant</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SF7bYV6U3qI/AAAAAAAAAHA/738WMzYgnFA/s1600-h/DSC02609.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SF7bYV6U3qI/AAAAAAAAAHA/738WMzYgnFA/s400/DSC02609.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214846629786738338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;After the kabuki performance, it was raining most of the entire day, so instead of checking out the Imperial Palace, we ended up taking the subway to the food halls of the Shin Marunouchi Building. Located in front of Tokyo Station, this building is filled with shops and food halls similar to that of Harrods in London. We ate a wonderful meal and had a great view of the city from where we sat. Seating was on the floor and then your feet dropped down into a box built into the floor so your legs could hang down, instead of sitting uncomfortable indian style. I don't know about you but sitting crouching tiger hidden dragon style for every meal can get pretty painful so this was a nice change of pace.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3974888989450067834-5871241210225150189?l=nicolederosa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicolederosa.blogspot.com/feeds/5871241210225150189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3974888989450067834&amp;postID=5871241210225150189' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3974888989450067834/posts/default/5871241210225150189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3974888989450067834/posts/default/5871241210225150189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicolederosa.blogspot.com/2008/06/lunch-at-okinawa-style-restaurant.html' title='Lunch at an Okinawa style restaurant'/><author><name>Nicole DeRosa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05732405341920905056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SEy-2J_QvhI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/LKanPoF5Wso/S220/nicolehat.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SF7bYV6U3qI/AAAAAAAAAHA/738WMzYgnFA/s72-c/DSC02609.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3974888989450067834.post-2146117913336369268</id><published>2008-06-22T15:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-01T22:36:54.780-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Video of the Kabuki performance...</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;In this scene, the father has just stabbed his daughter thinking that she was a fugitive. The daughter had fallen in love with the fugitive, let him escape, and then hid in his place so no one would know he was gone. Now, her dad is pissed that she let him get away and beats her. She's like, "Dad, you just stabbed me, I'm about to die because of you, and now you're beating me?" and he's like, "yeah."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3974888989450067834-2146117913336369268?l=nicolederosa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicolederosa.blogspot.com/feeds/2146117913336369268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3974888989450067834&amp;postID=2146117913336369268' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3974888989450067834/posts/default/2146117913336369268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3974888989450067834/posts/default/2146117913336369268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicolederosa.blogspot.com/2008/06/video-of-kabuki-performance.html' title='Video of the Kabuki performance...'/><author><name>Nicole DeRosa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05732405341920905056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SEy-2J_QvhI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/LKanPoF5Wso/S220/nicolehat.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3974888989450067834.post-9103890388401633359</id><published>2008-06-22T15:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T04:35:12.518-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wakarimasen (I don't understand...) thankfully we had headsets to help us out</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SF7XvaJiVLI/AAAAAAAAAG4/UpBus2zpSLI/s1600-h/DSC02591.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SF7XvaJiVLI/AAAAAAAAAG4/UpBus2zpSLI/s400/DSC02591.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214842628014757042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Shaina is the hand model for the English translation headset we used for the Kabuki performance...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3974888989450067834-9103890388401633359?l=nicolederosa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicolederosa.blogspot.com/feeds/9103890388401633359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3974888989450067834&amp;postID=9103890388401633359' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3974888989450067834/posts/default/9103890388401633359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3974888989450067834/posts/default/9103890388401633359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicolederosa.blogspot.com/2008/06/wakarimasen-i-dont-understand.html' title='Wakarimasen (I don&apos;t understand...) thankfully we had headsets to help us out'/><author><name>Nicole DeRosa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05732405341920905056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SEy-2J_QvhI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/LKanPoF5Wso/S220/nicolehat.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SF7XvaJiVLI/AAAAAAAAAG4/UpBus2zpSLI/s72-c/DSC02591.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3974888989450067834.post-2942739338183967602</id><published>2008-06-22T15:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T04:35:12.656-08:00</updated><title type='text'>KABUKI</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SF7XX1PPpTI/AAAAAAAAAGw/xWriNlwWJus/s1600-h/DSC02600.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SF7XX1PPpTI/AAAAAAAAAGw/xWriNlwWJus/s400/DSC02600.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214842222969595186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Today we went to the National Theater of Japan to watch a traditional kabuki performance. I was so moved by the performance. I especially liked how the story is about the love of two individuals, whose love is "as devoted as two  mandarian ducklings in love". The stage setting was fantastic, like an English theater in the round, but the stage moved similar to like a "lazy susan" if you will. Meaning the stage revolved to change from scene to scene. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was actually a very sad story about greed, love and death.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3974888989450067834-2942739338183967602?l=nicolederosa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicolederosa.blogspot.com/feeds/2942739338183967602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3974888989450067834&amp;postID=2942739338183967602' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3974888989450067834/posts/default/2942739338183967602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3974888989450067834/posts/default/2942739338183967602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicolederosa.blogspot.com/2008/06/kabuki.html' title='KABUKI'/><author><name>Nicole DeRosa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05732405341920905056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SEy-2J_QvhI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/LKanPoF5Wso/S220/nicolehat.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SF7XX1PPpTI/AAAAAAAAAGw/xWriNlwWJus/s72-c/DSC02600.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3974888989450067834.post-25000625263159886</id><published>2008-06-22T15:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T04:35:12.769-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Umbrella...ella...ella..eh...eh</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SF7UyS4glrI/AAAAAAAAAGY/f-56OXHd7II/s1600-h/DSC02571.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SF7UyS4glrI/AAAAAAAAAGY/f-56OXHd7II/s400/DSC02571.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214839379069015730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'd let "number 18" (as Shai and I called him) stand under my umbrella anytime. No. 18 was an awesome dancer. We later found out that his cousin owned a dance studio in New York. He was so funny! I wish I could take him home as a souvenir! : )&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3974888989450067834-25000625263159886?l=nicolederosa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicolederosa.blogspot.com/feeds/25000625263159886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3974888989450067834&amp;postID=25000625263159886' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3974888989450067834/posts/default/25000625263159886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3974888989450067834/posts/default/25000625263159886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicolederosa.blogspot.com/2008/06/umbrellaellaellaeheh.html' title='Umbrella...ella...ella..eh...eh'/><author><name>Nicole DeRosa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05732405341920905056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SEy-2J_QvhI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/LKanPoF5Wso/S220/nicolehat.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SF7UyS4glrI/AAAAAAAAAGY/f-56OXHd7II/s72-c/DSC02571.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3974888989450067834.post-2963191601549392548</id><published>2008-06-22T15:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T04:35:12.901-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My other new friend on the dance floor...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SF7T35DJRtI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/6Yv60B82SnA/s1600-h/DSC02582.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SF7T35DJRtI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/6Yv60B82SnA/s400/DSC02582.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214838375701890770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;In my mind I came up with the scenario that this guy was actually a producer as he hung out with his other friends who were fantastic dancers, breakdancing and busting out all kinds of crazy amazing moves. He kept his sunglasses on the whole night. I think he is a very important individual or so says his whole outfit. Classy.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3974888989450067834-2963191601549392548?l=nicolederosa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicolederosa.blogspot.com/feeds/2963191601549392548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3974888989450067834&amp;postID=2963191601549392548' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3974888989450067834/posts/default/2963191601549392548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3974888989450067834/posts/default/2963191601549392548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicolederosa.blogspot.com/2008/06/my-other-new-friend-on-dance-floor.html' title='My other new friend on the dance floor...'/><author><name>Nicole DeRosa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05732405341920905056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SEy-2J_QvhI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/LKanPoF5Wso/S220/nicolehat.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SF7T35DJRtI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/6Yv60B82SnA/s72-c/DSC02582.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3974888989450067834.post-8397541883172402418</id><published>2008-06-22T15:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T04:35:13.189-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Clubbing in Ginza....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SF7TS4zoCfI/AAAAAAAAAGI/c0lNXEVK9gA/s1600-h/DSC02568.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SF7TS4zoCfI/AAAAAAAAAGI/c0lNXEVK9gA/s400/DSC02568.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214837739981638130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;After our Shabu Shabu dinner, we had the pleasure of being the only gaijin at club Genius. I was having a blast dancing with all the crazy Japanese men! Especially Mizuki, whose e-mail address is I love you@hotmail.com or something to that effect. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were men in the club with curling irons doing girls' hair. Apparently they get their hair done at the club instead of wasting time before they get there? What an interesting concept. Check out this guy in the background of this particular pic. He had some serious religious experience on the dance floor that night.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3974888989450067834-8397541883172402418?l=nicolederosa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicolederosa.blogspot.com/feeds/8397541883172402418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3974888989450067834&amp;postID=8397541883172402418' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3974888989450067834/posts/default/8397541883172402418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3974888989450067834/posts/default/8397541883172402418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicolederosa.blogspot.com/2008/06/clubbing-in-ginza.html' title='Clubbing in Ginza....'/><author><name>Nicole DeRosa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05732405341920905056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SEy-2J_QvhI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/LKanPoF5Wso/S220/nicolehat.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SF7TS4zoCfI/AAAAAAAAAGI/c0lNXEVK9gA/s72-c/DSC02568.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3974888989450067834.post-2875540887611917447</id><published>2008-06-22T15:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T04:35:13.325-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Signage....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SF7SI14iFvI/AAAAAAAAAGA/YWxCl1CrPzA/s1600-h/DSC02562.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SF7SI14iFvI/AAAAAAAAAGA/YWxCl1CrPzA/s400/DSC02562.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214836467886593778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We noticed this little gem of a sign as we were leaving the shabu shabu restaurant in Ginza. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Discunt is not for free!"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3974888989450067834-2875540887611917447?l=nicolederosa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicolederosa.blogspot.com/feeds/2875540887611917447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3974888989450067834&amp;postID=2875540887611917447' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3974888989450067834/posts/default/2875540887611917447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3974888989450067834/posts/default/2875540887611917447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicolederosa.blogspot.com/2008/06/signage.html' title='Signage....'/><author><name>Nicole DeRosa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05732405341920905056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SEy-2J_QvhI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/LKanPoF5Wso/S220/nicolehat.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SF7SI14iFvI/AAAAAAAAAGA/YWxCl1CrPzA/s72-c/DSC02562.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3974888989450067834.post-5453263465713390144</id><published>2008-06-22T15:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T04:35:13.492-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Drunk on food</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SF7RgMIR6WI/AAAAAAAAAFw/by_W6I5TjkI/s1600-h/DSC02557.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SF7RgMIR6WI/AAAAAAAAAFw/by_W6I5TjkI/s400/DSC02557.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214835769483585890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I cannot tell if we were more drunk on food or cassius at this point.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3974888989450067834-5453263465713390144?l=nicolederosa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicolederosa.blogspot.com/feeds/5453263465713390144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3974888989450067834&amp;postID=5453263465713390144' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3974888989450067834/posts/default/5453263465713390144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3974888989450067834/posts/default/5453263465713390144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicolederosa.blogspot.com/2008/06/drunk-of-food.html' title='Drunk on food'/><author><name>Nicole DeRosa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05732405341920905056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SEy-2J_QvhI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/LKanPoF5Wso/S220/nicolehat.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SF7RgMIR6WI/AAAAAAAAAFw/by_W6I5TjkI/s72-c/DSC02557.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3974888989450067834.post-9122422550097130634</id><published>2008-06-22T15:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T04:35:13.659-08:00</updated><title type='text'>More drinks!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SF7Pezear5I/AAAAAAAAAFg/DDYdgJ3tJcU/s1600-h/DSC02554.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; 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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SF7PNcshwtI/AAAAAAAAAFY/lnjgsix4uTY/s400/DSC02559.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214833248489816786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Then we re-ordered about 4 or 5 more times. We cooked everything in the boiling broth at our table and made some interesting mixtures. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another great part about this meal was that it was all you can drink. The Japanese really mean all you can drink when they say it. Every drink on the menu was included for 90 minutes. So I had the best plum wine, sake (hot and cold), beer (which I'm REALLY liking here in Japan), Cow Piss (yes, it's cow piss. They call it kalpisu or karupissu), cassis and soda, and cowpiss and cassis. This is my new favorite drink, ever! See a picture of Shaina and I enjoying our newest favorite most amazing beverage in the history of beverages. I think we had about 3 or 4 of these.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3974888989450067834-2985069524586125816?l=nicolederosa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicolederosa.blogspot.com/feeds/2985069524586125816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3974888989450067834&amp;postID=2985069524586125816' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3974888989450067834/posts/default/2985069524586125816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3974888989450067834/posts/default/2985069524586125816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicolederosa.blogspot.com/2008/06/cassiusmy-new-favorite-drink.html' title='Cassius...my new favorite drink!'/><author><name>Nicole DeRosa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05732405341920905056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SEy-2J_QvhI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/LKanPoF5Wso/S220/nicolehat.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SF7PNcshwtI/AAAAAAAAAFY/lnjgsix4uTY/s72-c/DSC02559.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3974888989450067834.post-1666969763646290333</id><published>2008-06-22T15:08:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T04:35:14.514-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Trays and trays of raw beef and pork</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SF7NjaRk-AI/AAAAAAAAAE4/S5XD1jeUdWk/s1600-h/DSC02549.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SF7NjaRk-AI/AAAAAAAAAE4/S5XD1jeUdWk/s400/DSC02549.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214831426773776386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We started with this many trays of raw beef and pork.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3974888989450067834-1666969763646290333?l=nicolederosa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicolederosa.blogspot.com/feeds/1666969763646290333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3974888989450067834&amp;postID=1666969763646290333' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3974888989450067834/posts/default/1666969763646290333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3974888989450067834/posts/default/1666969763646290333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicolederosa.blogspot.com/2008/06/trays-and-trays-of-raw-beef-and-pork.html' title='Trays and trays of raw beef and pork'/><author><name>Nicole DeRosa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05732405341920905056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SEy-2J_QvhI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/LKanPoF5Wso/S220/nicolehat.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SF7NjaRk-AI/AAAAAAAAAE4/S5XD1jeUdWk/s72-c/DSC02549.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3974888989450067834.post-8490131095460209589</id><published>2008-06-22T15:06:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T04:35:14.621-08:00</updated><title type='text'>More menu items...drinks!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SF7NLcDBfzI/AAAAAAAAAEw/M3FXPiKasT8/s1600-h/DSC02548.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SF7NLcDBfzI/AAAAAAAAAEw/M3FXPiKasT8/s400/DSC02548.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214831014932741938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3974888989450067834-8490131095460209589?l=nicolederosa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicolederosa.blogspot.com/feeds/8490131095460209589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3974888989450067834&amp;postID=8490131095460209589' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3974888989450067834/posts/default/8490131095460209589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3974888989450067834/posts/default/8490131095460209589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicolederosa.blogspot.com/2008/06/more-menu-itemsdrinks.html' title='More menu items...drinks!'/><author><name>Nicole DeRosa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05732405341920905056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SEy-2J_QvhI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/LKanPoF5Wso/S220/nicolehat.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SF7NLcDBfzI/AAAAAAAAAEw/M3FXPiKasT8/s72-c/DSC02548.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3974888989450067834.post-5536081126811153085</id><published>2008-06-22T15:05:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T04:35:14.828-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The menu</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SF7M4aAfBSI/AAAAAAAAAEo/LobEBIaaeS0/s1600-h/DSC02547.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SF7M4aAfBSI/AAAAAAAAAEo/LobEBIaaeS0/s400/DSC02547.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214830687967708450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3974888989450067834-5536081126811153085?l=nicolederosa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicolederosa.blogspot.com/feeds/5536081126811153085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3974888989450067834&amp;postID=5536081126811153085' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3974888989450067834/posts/default/5536081126811153085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3974888989450067834/posts/default/5536081126811153085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicolederosa.blogspot.com/2008/06/menu.html' title='The menu'/><author><name>Nicole DeRosa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05732405341920905056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SEy-2J_QvhI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/LKanPoF5Wso/S220/nicolehat.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SF7M4aAfBSI/AAAAAAAAAEo/LobEBIaaeS0/s72-c/DSC02547.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3974888989450067834.post-970624460012640198</id><published>2008-06-22T15:04:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T04:35:14.991-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Drinking mango sour</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SF7MnFFmfdI/AAAAAAAAAEg/ZR98nnedZXc/s1600-h/DSC02551.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SF7MnFFmfdI/AAAAAAAAAEg/ZR98nnedZXc/s400/DSC02551.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214830390294248914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3974888989450067834-970624460012640198?l=nicolederosa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicolederosa.blogspot.com/feeds/970624460012640198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3974888989450067834&amp;postID=970624460012640198' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3974888989450067834/posts/default/970624460012640198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3974888989450067834/posts/default/970624460012640198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicolederosa.blogspot.com/2008/06/drinking-mango-sour.html' title='Drinking mango sour'/><author><name>Nicole DeRosa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05732405341920905056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SEy-2J_QvhI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/LKanPoF5Wso/S220/nicolehat.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SF7MnFFmfdI/AAAAAAAAAEg/ZR98nnedZXc/s72-c/DSC02551.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3974888989450067834.post-6355104606400156610</id><published>2008-06-22T15:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T04:35:15.224-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The cooking pot at the Shabu Shabu restaurant....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SF7MU-LXEwI/AAAAAAAAAEY/ahxULBt9HOQ/s1600-h/DSC02545.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SF7MU-LXEwI/AAAAAAAAAEY/ahxULBt9HOQ/s400/DSC02545.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214830079201710850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3974888989450067834-6355104606400156610?l=nicolederosa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicolederosa.blogspot.com/feeds/6355104606400156610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3974888989450067834&amp;postID=6355104606400156610' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3974888989450067834/posts/default/6355104606400156610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3974888989450067834/posts/default/6355104606400156610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicolederosa.blogspot.com/2008/06/cooking-pot-at-shabu-shabu-restaurant.html' title='The cooking pot at the Shabu Shabu restaurant....'/><author><name>Nicole DeRosa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05732405341920905056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SEy-2J_QvhI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/LKanPoF5Wso/S220/nicolehat.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SF7MU-LXEwI/AAAAAAAAAEY/ahxULBt9HOQ/s72-c/DSC02545.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3974888989450067834.post-9207786942424629017</id><published>2008-06-22T14:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T04:35:15.383-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Saturday evening - Dinner Shabu Shabu style!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SF7Llrxb0iI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/bU21F2qAEuE/s1600-h/DSC02550.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SF7Llrxb0iI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/bU21F2qAEuE/s400/DSC02550.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214829266807280162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yesterday, Emiko took us to a Japanese restaurant. It was the coolest and most interesting meal I have had so far. Emiko has such good food judgment that I would trust her with my life. I love the whole idea of shabu shabu and to make it even better - it was all you can eat!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3974888989450067834-9207786942424629017?l=nicolederosa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicolederosa.blogspot.com/feeds/9207786942424629017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3974888989450067834&amp;postID=9207786942424629017' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3974888989450067834/posts/default/9207786942424629017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3974888989450067834/posts/default/9207786942424629017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicolederosa.blogspot.com/2008/06/saturday-evening-dinner-shabu-shabu.html' title='Saturday evening - Dinner Shabu Shabu style!'/><author><name>Nicole DeRosa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05732405341920905056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SEy-2J_QvhI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/LKanPoF5Wso/S220/nicolehat.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SF7Llrxb0iI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/bU21F2qAEuE/s72-c/DSC02550.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3974888989450067834.post-8847684453125491172</id><published>2008-06-22T05:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T04:35:15.919-08:00</updated><title type='text'>More Tokyo Fashion...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SF5AjwifrvI/AAAAAAAAAEA/id6qE-_Fdh0/s1600-h/DSCN4059.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SF5AjwifrvI/AAAAAAAAAEA/id6qE-_Fdh0/s400/DSCN4059.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214676401610796786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3974888989450067834-8847684453125491172?l=nicolederosa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicolederosa.blogspot.com/feeds/8847684453125491172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3974888989450067834&amp;postID=8847684453125491172' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3974888989450067834/posts/default/8847684453125491172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3974888989450067834/posts/default/8847684453125491172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicolederosa.blogspot.com/2008/06/more-tokyo-fashion.html' title='More Tokyo Fashion...'/><author><name>Nicole DeRosa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05732405341920905056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SEy-2J_QvhI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/LKanPoF5Wso/S220/nicolehat.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SF5AjwifrvI/AAAAAAAAAEA/id6qE-_Fdh0/s72-c/DSCN4059.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3974888989450067834.post-4663055690829683397</id><published>2008-06-22T05:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T04:35:16.090-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Disney dog</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SF4_cLwnurI/AAAAAAAAADw/EMXoLqFIT_8/s1600-h/DSCN4001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SF4_cLwnurI/AAAAAAAAADw/EMXoLqFIT_8/s400/DSCN4001.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214675171967220402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;First I noticed this guy sitting in his truck on my way to Roppongi and then I noticed his dog. How funny is this? Check out the ginormous Mickey gloves.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3974888989450067834-4663055690829683397?l=nicolederosa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicolederosa.blogspot.com/feeds/4663055690829683397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3974888989450067834&amp;postID=4663055690829683397' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3974888989450067834/posts/default/4663055690829683397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3974888989450067834/posts/default/4663055690829683397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicolederosa.blogspot.com/2008/06/disney-dog.html' title='Disney dog'/><author><name>Nicole DeRosa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05732405341920905056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SEy-2J_QvhI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/LKanPoF5Wso/S220/nicolehat.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SF4_cLwnurI/AAAAAAAAADw/EMXoLqFIT_8/s72-c/DSCN4001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3974888989450067834.post-7577421089705467405</id><published>2008-06-22T04:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T04:35:16.224-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Meet Peaches</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SF4_BthdC6I/AAAAAAAAADo/dFbWR_D9QAM/s1600-h/DSCN4062.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SF4_BthdC6I/AAAAAAAAADo/dFbWR_D9QAM/s400/DSCN4062.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214674717173943202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This here is Peaches and his mom. Peaches is the Tokyo version of Bob. Bob is our Boston Terrier back in the states. Peaches mom told me that Peaches lived in New York for a while. I instantly felt homesick for my dogs (both Bob &amp; Roxy) when i met Peaches. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. I love that name. And I also enjoy saying it. Peaches is almost as cool as name for a dog as naming your dog, Bob. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peaches. Peaches. Peaches. Okay....moving on...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3974888989450067834-7577421089705467405?l=nicolederosa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicolederosa.blogspot.com/feeds/7577421089705467405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3974888989450067834&amp;postID=7577421089705467405' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3974888989450067834/posts/default/7577421089705467405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3974888989450067834/posts/default/7577421089705467405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicolederosa.blogspot.com/2008/06/meet-peaches.html' title='Meet Peaches'/><author><name>Nicole DeRosa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05732405341920905056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SEy-2J_QvhI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/LKanPoF5Wso/S220/nicolehat.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SF4_BthdC6I/AAAAAAAAADo/dFbWR_D9QAM/s72-c/DSCN4062.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3974888989450067834.post-5573868267409562602</id><published>2008-06-22T04:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T04:35:16.525-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tokyo Doggie Fashions</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SF49umEk-FI/AAAAAAAAADg/Xr0yUZIFJ40/s1600-h/DSCN4039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SF49umEk-FI/AAAAAAAAADg/Xr0yUZIFJ40/s400/DSCN4039.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214673289244637266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3974888989450067834-5573868267409562602?l=nicolederosa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicolederosa.blogspot.com/feeds/5573868267409562602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3974888989450067834&amp;postID=5573868267409562602' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3974888989450067834/posts/default/5573868267409562602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3974888989450067834/posts/default/5573868267409562602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicolederosa.blogspot.com/2008/06/tokyo-doggie-fashions.html' title='Tokyo Doggie Fashions'/><author><name>Nicole DeRosa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05732405341920905056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SEy-2J_QvhI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/LKanPoF5Wso/S220/nicolehat.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SF49umEk-FI/AAAAAAAAADg/Xr0yUZIFJ40/s72-c/DSCN4039.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3974888989450067834.post-8164528170520735972</id><published>2008-06-22T04:52:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T04:35:18.092-08:00</updated><title type='text'>SCOOTER!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SF49AlH4CSI/AAAAAAAAADU/a1e48BNlg4g/s1600-h/DSCN3948.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SF49AlH4CSI/AAAAAAAAADU/a1e48BNlg4g/s400/DSCN3948.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214672498716051746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3974888989450067834-8164528170520735972?l=nicolederosa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicolederosa.blogspot.com/feeds/8164528170520735972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3974888989450067834&amp;postID=8164528170520735972' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3974888989450067834/posts/default/8164528170520735972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3974888989450067834/posts/default/8164528170520735972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicolederosa.blogspot.com/2008/06/scooter.html' title='SCOOTER!'/><author><name>Nicole DeRosa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05732405341920905056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SEy-2J_QvhI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/LKanPoF5Wso/S220/nicolehat.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SF49AlH4CSI/AAAAAAAAADU/a1e48BNlg4g/s72-c/DSCN3948.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3974888989450067834.post-2675906505375573555</id><published>2008-06-22T04:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T04:35:18.228-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Roppongi Hills fashion....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SF47yTJsr5I/AAAAAAAAADE/lbpdEWNSXVM/s1600-h/DSCN4034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SF47yTJsr5I/AAAAAAAAADE/lbpdEWNSXVM/s400/DSCN4034.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214671153862061970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Shaina, this one is just for you! Shaina needs this Cher bag in her life. :) &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3974888989450067834-2675906505375573555?l=nicolederosa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicolederosa.blogspot.com/feeds/2675906505375573555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3974888989450067834&amp;postID=2675906505375573555' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3974888989450067834/posts/default/2675906505375573555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3974888989450067834/posts/default/2675906505375573555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicolederosa.blogspot.com/2008/06/roppongi-hills-fashion.html' title='Roppongi Hills fashion....'/><author><name>Nicole DeRosa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05732405341920905056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SEy-2J_QvhI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/LKanPoF5Wso/S220/nicolehat.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SF47yTJsr5I/AAAAAAAAADE/lbpdEWNSXVM/s72-c/DSCN4034.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3974888989450067834.post-3158539497381603568</id><published>2008-06-22T04:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T04:35:18.354-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 2 - Saturday - Roppongi Hills</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SF47AuVw5LI/AAAAAAAAAC8/dSAviNz3qi8/s1600-h/DSCN4019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SF47AuVw5LI/AAAAAAAAAC8/dSAviNz3qi8/s400/DSCN4019.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214670302166967474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;After visiting General Nogi's Residence, I continued on to Roppongi Hills. I did make a few side stops along the way as I tried on a really sweet dress at a boutique and was able to practice some of my Japanese with the storekeeper. There is such a vast array of restaurants and I want to eat at every single one of them. I think that is a challenge that both Shaina and I, given the opportunity and a pair of expandable waistlined pants we could, would and will eat our way through Japan. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a very general sense Akasaka (where our hotel is located)  and Roppongi can be compartmentalized into 2 distinct districts: business and pleasure. In Akasaka and nearby Nagatacho, business folk and government suits toil away in service to big machines and political matters. But just down the road in Roppongi, the business has historically been leisure. Roppongi Hills is a daytime destination as well as the place to pull an all-nighter. I walked through Roppongi Hills inside where there are food halls and one restaurant after another. I had a dish that was comprised of eggs, rice, eel, and a potato spread with an edible sweet mint leaf. I sat outside with my lunch and watched children play and people watched...people watching here is without a doubt one of my favorite things to do here.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3974888989450067834-3158539497381603568?l=nicolederosa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicolederosa.blogspot.com/feeds/3158539497381603568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3974888989450067834&amp;postID=3158539497381603568' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3974888989450067834/posts/default/3158539497381603568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3974888989450067834/posts/default/3158539497381603568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicolederosa.blogspot.com/2008/06/day-2-saturday-roppongi-hills.html' title='Day 2 - Saturday - Roppongi Hills'/><author><name>Nicole DeRosa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05732405341920905056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SEy-2J_QvhI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/LKanPoF5Wso/S220/nicolehat.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SF47AuVw5LI/AAAAAAAAAC8/dSAviNz3qi8/s72-c/DSCN4019.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3974888989450067834.post-8244456027918948268</id><published>2008-06-22T04:25:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T04:35:18.536-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 2 - Saturday - General Nogi's Residence</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SF426L6ah0I/AAAAAAAAAC0/jrszg5reD60/s1600-h/DSCN3956.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SF426L6ah0I/AAAAAAAAAC0/jrszg5reD60/s400/DSCN3956.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214665791799723842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I woke up at 6:30 am and already felt refreshed and ready to start the day. Shaina san...not so much. ; p Eventually, Shaina san awoke and we headed downstairs for breakfast. The Asia Center includes breakfast in your stay which makes waking up so easy...just throw on your clothes and head right down the stairs for a small feast. I had miso soup, salmon, which is a bit different here as it was white salmon and had a nice smoked taste. I added the fish into my rice bowl. It was deeeelicious! We sat with two of Shaina's classmates who had been up since 5am partying in Roppongi. The decided to make an appearance for breakfast but decided upon not making an appearance for class. Yes, sadly, Shaina had to attend 4 hours of class on Saturday. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While Shaina was in class I decided to head to Roppongi which is just a few blocks from our hotel in Akasaka. On my way, just a couple of blocks from hotel, I stopped along my walk to visit General Noji's Residence. The Nogi Residence was home to General Nogi until September 13, 1912, when on the day of Emperor Meiji's funeral, the couple committed ritual suicide in order to follow their emperor to the grave. I was lucky enough to watch a wedding ceremony that was already under way. It was really quite something to be on those grounds. Further inside there was a smaller Shinto style shrine. I was able to experience the ritual of cleansing my hands and drinking from the fountain outside the shrine.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3974888989450067834-8244456027918948268?l=nicolederosa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicolederosa.blogspot.com/feeds/8244456027918948268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3974888989450067834&amp;postID=8244456027918948268' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3974888989450067834/posts/default/8244456027918948268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3974888989450067834/posts/default/8244456027918948268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicolederosa.blogspot.com/2008/06/day-2-saturday-general-nogis-residence.html' title='Day 2 - Saturday - General Nogi&apos;s Residence'/><author><name>Nicole DeRosa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05732405341920905056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SEy-2J_QvhI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/LKanPoF5Wso/S220/nicolehat.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SF426L6ah0I/AAAAAAAAAC0/jrszg5reD60/s72-c/DSCN3956.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3974888989450067834.post-2185155732816224830</id><published>2008-06-22T04:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T04:35:18.729-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 1 - later that evening...KARAOKE!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SF413GCvH3I/AAAAAAAAACs/OXFm_2D9e-w/s1600-h/DSC02530.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SF413GCvH3I/AAAAAAAAACs/OXFm_2D9e-w/s400/DSC02530.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214664639172779890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;After Shaina and I were able to catch up, I took a much needed hot shower, figuring out the knobs and turning on the shower faucets in foreign places is always a challenge and fun experience. The shower was fabulous and the toilets here with their deluxe menu and array of warm toilet seat and yes...spray options for your bum was a fun experience as well. Oh, Japan I already love thee! After relaxing for a New York minute, Shaina and I were off to meet her classmates who were already in full force at a kareoke bar up the street, here in Akasaka. We joined the rest of the crew in this crazy place that had private rooms that you rent and where you can press a button and have food and drinks brought to your private kareoke room. The music catalogue was insanely huge. Next door to us, I looked into the window and there were two businessmen rocking out. It was the funniest thing I had witnessed and when the gentleman saw me he popped out of the room to say, Konnichiwa and shake my hand. I now wish I took a picture of them in action. I love the idea of how popular kareoke is here, how you can have a stressful day and just head out to a kareoke bar with your friends and colleagues and channel your inner rockstar. It is a magical and beautiful thing. After the kareoke bar, we went to another bar... an Irish pub and from there it was lights out for me : )&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3974888989450067834-2185155732816224830?l=nicolederosa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicolederosa.blogspot.com/feeds/2185155732816224830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3974888989450067834&amp;postID=2185155732816224830' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3974888989450067834/posts/default/2185155732816224830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3974888989450067834/posts/default/2185155732816224830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicolederosa.blogspot.com/2008/06/day-1-later-that-eveningkareoke.html' title='Day 1 - later that evening...KARAOKE!!!'/><author><name>Nicole DeRosa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05732405341920905056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SEy-2J_QvhI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/LKanPoF5Wso/S220/nicolehat.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SF413GCvH3I/AAAAAAAAACs/OXFm_2D9e-w/s72-c/DSC02530.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3974888989450067834.post-6209600690100541703</id><published>2008-06-20T19:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T04:35:19.117-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 1 - My Arrival!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SF4yENc6QlI/AAAAAAAAACk/2baj-BMJ5Ns/s1600-h/DSC02544.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SF4yENc6QlI/AAAAAAAAACk/2baj-BMJ5Ns/s400/DSC02544.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214660466453398098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I cannot even put into words how amazing and wonderous Tokyo is...but I will try. I feel as though I have lived here in another life. Tokyo is an explosion of culture and tradition and architecture that I have always been fascinated by and the Japanese have not let me down one bit since arriving. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I arrived on Friday after 15 hours of a pretty painless flight. I sat next to a girl named Sarah, who is from Baltimore and works for a company, hired by the US Navy to travel the world to study better pharmaceutical practices. She was on her way to the outskirts of Tokyo and then to Guam. On the other side of me sat two young girls from Virgina who were headed to Tokyo and then later visiting their family in Hong Kong. The flight playing a bunch of movies on a loop, which included, "The Bucket List" (which is not one of my all time favorite movies), "Under The Same Moon", "The Other Boleyn Girl", "Definitely Maybe", and of course "Hannah Montana" for good measure and Shaina's favorite show. : p &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once arriving at Tokyo Narita Airport, checking in at customs was fast and friendly. I took the limobus, which was completely easy to find. The limobus then whisked my away to Akasaka, about a 45 minute ride  to the center of the city. I arrived at the Asia Center Hotel to find the smiling face, of the one and only Miss. Shaina Stahl. Shaina,  is here in Tokyo for the month studying Patent Law. Once in our hotel room, I was greeted with a lovely bunch of lovely little welcome gifts. Shaina immediately made me feel at home. : ) Gifts included a card with my name written in Kanji characters, pink grapefruit gum, POCKY candy, and a kimono!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3974888989450067834-6209600690100541703?l=nicolederosa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicolederosa.blogspot.com/feeds/6209600690100541703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3974888989450067834&amp;postID=6209600690100541703' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3974888989450067834/posts/default/6209600690100541703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3974888989450067834/posts/default/6209600690100541703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicolederosa.blogspot.com/2008/06/im-here.html' title='Day 1 - My Arrival!'/><author><name>Nicole DeRosa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05732405341920905056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SEy-2J_QvhI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/LKanPoF5Wso/S220/nicolehat.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SF4yENc6QlI/AAAAAAAAACk/2baj-BMJ5Ns/s72-c/DSC02544.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3974888989450067834.post-6793673921390317795</id><published>2008-06-13T15:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T04:35:20.699-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Taste of Tea</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SFL1arMOlhI/AAAAAAAAACM/NFwAolSxQNs/s1600-h/taste+of+tea+girl+window.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SFL1arMOlhI/AAAAAAAAACM/NFwAolSxQNs/s400/taste+of+tea+girl+window.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211497557440501266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SFLzCq4PjzI/AAAAAAAAAB0/jm6FCF-B-JQ/s1600-h/tasteoftea.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SFLzCq4PjzI/AAAAAAAAAB0/jm6FCF-B-JQ/s400/tasteoftea.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211494946016562994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I watched this little gem of a movie last night called, The Taste of Tea (from 2004). Directed by Katsuhito Ishii. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Synopsis:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A span of time in the life of a family living in rural Tochigi prefecture, north of Tokyo. Though her husband is busy working at an office, Yoshiko is not an ordinary housewife, instead working on an animated film project at home. Uncle Ayano has recently arrived, looking to get his head together after living in Tokyo for several years. Meanwhile, Yoshiko's daughter Sachiko is mainly concerned with why she seems to be followed around everywhere by a giant version of herself. The grandfather (and legendary animator) is my favorite character of all. He is so cheeky and adorable. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is the official movie website:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://ttt-movie.com/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go check it out if you get a chance. I highly recommend it for its characters and dreamlike visuals. If you enjoy the movie, Science of Sleep, you will enjoy Taste of Tea. (which thinking about it...I bet SOS may have been inspired by this movie)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3974888989450067834-6793673921390317795?l=nicolederosa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicolederosa.blogspot.com/feeds/6793673921390317795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3974888989450067834&amp;postID=6793673921390317795' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3974888989450067834/posts/default/6793673921390317795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3974888989450067834/posts/default/6793673921390317795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicolederosa.blogspot.com/2008/06/taste-of-tea.html' title='The Taste of Tea'/><author><name>Nicole DeRosa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05732405341920905056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SEy-2J_QvhI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/LKanPoF5Wso/S220/nicolehat.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SFL1arMOlhI/AAAAAAAAACM/NFwAolSxQNs/s72-c/taste+of+tea+girl+window.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3974888989450067834.post-5228935404102630712</id><published>2008-06-11T20:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-11T20:26:55.294-07:00</updated><title type='text'>for my friend, eneri</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/id_jIZTH4zA&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/id_jIZTH4zA&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3974888989450067834-5228935404102630712?l=nicolederosa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicolederosa.blogspot.com/feeds/5228935404102630712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3974888989450067834&amp;postID=5228935404102630712' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3974888989450067834/posts/default/5228935404102630712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3974888989450067834/posts/default/5228935404102630712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicolederosa.blogspot.com/2008/06/for-my-friend-eneri.html' title='for my friend, eneri'/><author><name>Nicole DeRosa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05732405341920905056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SEy-2J_QvhI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/LKanPoF5Wso/S220/nicolehat.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3974888989450067834.post-736265356078186590</id><published>2008-06-09T20:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T04:35:20.869-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rough itinerary'/><title type='text'>Rough Itinerary....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SE33zaA5r9I/AAAAAAAAAAs/9hgAkjbyrzI/s1600-h/tokyo+street+culture.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SE33zaA5r9I/AAAAAAAAAAs/9hgAkjbyrzI/s320/tokyo+street+culture.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210092806466023378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A rough itinerary for Tokyo...(thanks to my friend, Joa) Shout out to JOA! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A day in Tokyo:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Start day at the Tsukiji Fish Market. &lt;br /&gt;It is Japan's largest wholesale fish market. Live fish actions and vendor&lt;br /&gt;stands galore. Note, it is located in what looks like from the street a large&lt;br /&gt;parking garage. This was the most amazing thing I saw on our trip. It is not a&lt;br /&gt;touristy site, so be aware that people are working and get out of the way when&lt;br /&gt;you see them zip by on their carts!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Action starts VERY early. Take a cab from your location as trains are not up&lt;br /&gt;and running that early in the morning. Tuna actions begin at 4:40am and go&lt;br /&gt;until 6:30am. (This is a MUST see. You can stand at the doorways to the auction&lt;br /&gt;and watch/take pics). We arrived at 5:30am and the actions were already winding&lt;br /&gt;down. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Breakfast - Sushi Style. Sushi Dai. &lt;br /&gt;Located right next to the Tsukiji Fish Market, this sushi bar is tiny but&lt;br /&gt;amazing! Be prepared for some adventurous items to be placed in front of you.&lt;br /&gt;MUST have is the fatty tuna. Sushi Dai is located in building 6 in the 3rd&lt;br /&gt;alley of the tall gray buildings at the edge of the fish market. The best way I&lt;br /&gt;can describe it is when you are facing the tuna actions at the end of the fish&lt;br /&gt;market, turn to your left and follow the market until it ends. At the end of&lt;br /&gt;the market, walk along the left side of the parking structure and you will see&lt;br /&gt;the gray buildings in front of you. Warning - the line here is LONG. There are&lt;br /&gt;only about a dozen seats outside and the line can be up to 45 minutes long. We&lt;br /&gt;waited and it was well worth it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Imperial Palace in Kokoyo. &lt;br /&gt;Getting there from Tsukiji: Find the Tsukiji Station on the Hibiya Line (light&lt;br /&gt;gray) and go four stops to Kibiya Station. One stop past Ginza. Transfer to the&lt;br /&gt;Chiyoda line (green) and go two stops to the Otemachi Station. Follow the exit&lt;br /&gt;signs to the Imperial Palace. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are not going to see much of it as it is closed off to the public except&lt;br /&gt;for a free guided tours that need a one month - one day advance reservation.&lt;br /&gt;Call 03/3213-1111 for reservations. Mostly, we saw the Palace moat around the&lt;br /&gt;outside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Meji Jingu Shrine. &lt;br /&gt;Getting there: from the Imperial Palace, get back onto the Chiyoda line at&lt;br /&gt;Otemachi Station and take that line 8 stops to Meigigingumae Station. This will&lt;br /&gt;put you next to Yoyogi Park and Harajuka. The Meji Shrine is inside Yoyogi park.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You will see the world's largest torii (traditional entrances to the&lt;br /&gt;Shrine) that were built of cypress that is more than 1,700 years old. The park&lt;br /&gt;itself is lush and a complete contrast to the rest of the cement city. To get&lt;br /&gt;to the actual Shrine, it will take you about a 10-15 minute walk. The Shrine is&lt;br /&gt;made out of Japanese cypress and has green copper roofs. Make sure you wash your&lt;br /&gt;mouth out (you'll see how at the Shrine) before entering. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After you leave the Shrine, you'll want to check out the shops around&lt;br /&gt;Harajuku which is an area and a station. There are neat little shops around the&lt;br /&gt;narrow streets. Good souvenir shopping. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Omotesando shopping street. (located in Aoyama)&lt;br /&gt;After Harajuku, you can walk down Omotesando shopping street. Meijijingmae&lt;br /&gt;Station is at one end of the street, and Omotesando Station is at the other,&lt;br /&gt;It's a big wide street lined with all the fashion shops you can think of&lt;br /&gt;and is one of the most crowded shopping streets in Japan. Nic - MUST see for&lt;br /&gt;you. I made a stop in Chanel for a little something that day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Back tracking to get to next location...&lt;br /&gt;Get back on the Chiyoda Line at Omotesando Station and go 4 stops to&lt;br /&gt;Kasumigaseki Station where you will transfer to the Hibiya Line. (Kasumigaseki&lt;br /&gt;Station was where the Japanese doomsday cult Aum Shiriku released sarin gas&lt;br /&gt;during rush hour killing many back in the early 1990's). Take the Hibiya&lt;br /&gt;line 2 stops to Roppongi Station.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Roppongi &lt;br /&gt;One of Tokyo's best known nightlife and shopping areas. You also want to&lt;br /&gt;check out Roppongi Hills which is a massive urban development with shopping,&lt;br /&gt;restaurants and nightclubs. At the top of Roppongi Hills is a museum and&lt;br /&gt;obervatory. Apparently you can see a great 360 view of the city. (Note, we did&lt;br /&gt;not actually do this, but it was on our itinerary.) Roppongi Hills complex has&lt;br /&gt;a great restaurant at the top of the elevators. Watch out for the lovely&lt;br /&gt;champagne and strawberry puree coctails - can attest that they are too good. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other Must see locations while you are in Tokyo:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Tokyo Disneyland and Disney Sea &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. The Ginza. Tokyo's largest and most fashionable shopping&lt;br /&gt;area. Check out the Matsuya and Mitsukoshi department stores. Also a must see&lt;br /&gt;in Ginza is the Sony Building - 5 floors of showrooms and the latest Sony&lt;br /&gt;products. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Tokyo Metropolitan Government Building. Located in a very modern office building area of Tokyo. It sits 45 stories above ground and if you go to the top you get unparalleled views of Shinjuku's skyscrapers and even Mt. Fuji on a clear day. Plus&lt;br /&gt;it's free.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;LOTS LOTS more to be added to this ongoing list. I just want to have a rough idea and have an idea of surrounding areas. Any suggestions, recommendations are welcome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HIROMI - We will definitely be meeting up for sure!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3974888989450067834-736265356078186590?l=nicolederosa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicolederosa.blogspot.com/feeds/736265356078186590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3974888989450067834&amp;postID=736265356078186590' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3974888989450067834/posts/default/736265356078186590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3974888989450067834/posts/default/736265356078186590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicolederosa.blogspot.com/2008/06/rough-itinerary.html' title='Rough Itinerary....'/><author><name>Nicole DeRosa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05732405341920905056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SEy-2J_QvhI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/LKanPoF5Wso/S220/nicolehat.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SE33zaA5r9I/AAAAAAAAAAs/9hgAkjbyrzI/s72-c/tokyo+street+culture.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3974888989450067834.post-8846919002503596974</id><published>2008-06-09T19:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T04:35:21.024-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tempeh'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cous cous'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='non japan related'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>Tempeh Delight....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SE3pwimcfYI/AAAAAAAAAAk/vyWNvHXgxG0/s1600-h/DSCN3911.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210077364068580738" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SE3pwimcfYI/AAAAAAAAAAk/vyWNvHXgxG0/s320/DSCN3911.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So, I am just warming up with this whole blog-tastic world, and the way my overactive mind works, expect that I am going to be giving you a bit of everything. Being that I am in a jolly good mood and let's face it, this is my blog, so I'm going to do what ever I like here! ; p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going to share a recipe with you that I threw together a couple months back and now I make it every so often. Also, because I am keeping my fridge sparse before my trip... Hence, lots of eating out and random dinner concoctions which leads us to this beautiful masterpiece....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically, it is pretty easy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Cous Cous - follow directions on box. Near East Mediterranean Curry is my fav. If I had raisins, I would have added them in as well. (alas I did not)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Start heating up your peppers and add a dash of soy sauce, minced garlic, about 2-3 tablespoons. I really just wing it and taste as I go, but thats about right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Put your peppers aside on a plate and then use the remaining lovely sauce for your tempeh to get softened and hot. You can add some more soy and a hit of extra virgin olive oil at this point if the pan is too dry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) As the tempeh is getting all nice and hot, throw your peppers back in at the last minute and let them steam together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) Toss the cous cous on a plate and add your tempeh and peppers on the lovely bed of cous cous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) Enjoy this culinary delight!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;** This recipe can be altered many ways depending on what ingredients you like and what inspires you. Sometimes I like to add a Greek twist and crumble some feta cheese on top.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;** Alot of people don't know what tempeh is and sometimes when I describe it and say, "well, its fermented soybeans packed together", it doesn't sound so sexy and appetizing. This may make it sound more appealing:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 Grain Tempeh (brand: Lightlife) sold next to the tofu and in your produce section at your market. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Cultivated by the farmers of East Asia more than 5,000 years ago, the soybean has been called one of nature's most perfect foods. We culture organic soybeans, with organic millet, organic brown rice, and organic barley. Each serving contains 17 g of soy protein and is a light, mellow tempeh that would grace even an Emperor's table."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3974888989450067834-8846919002503596974?l=nicolederosa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicolederosa.blogspot.com/feeds/8846919002503596974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3974888989450067834&amp;postID=8846919002503596974' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3974888989450067834/posts/default/8846919002503596974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3974888989450067834/posts/default/8846919002503596974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicolederosa.blogspot.com/2008/06/tempeh-delight.html' title='Tempeh Delight....'/><author><name>Nicole DeRosa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05732405341920905056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SEy-2J_QvhI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/LKanPoF5Wso/S220/nicolehat.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SE3pwimcfYI/AAAAAAAAAAk/vyWNvHXgxG0/s72-c/DSCN3911.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3974888989450067834.post-3305661835703284872</id><published>2008-06-08T22:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T04:35:21.488-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The countdown begins....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SEzPKJ_QvjI/AAAAAAAAAAc/781KNbYlSOg/s1600-h/my+rain+boots.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209766642347720242" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SEzPKJ_QvjI/AAAAAAAAAAc/781KNbYlSOg/s320/my+rain+boots.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So its about 2 weeks until I leave for Japan to meet up with my bestest Shaina in Tokyo.&lt;br /&gt;I haven't been sleeping (whats new) as I am getting pretty amped and excited as the days get closer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I understand that it is the rainy season in Japan so I have bought myself some lovely rain boots to take with me. They have black and white polka dots with pink on the inside. Although I will look like a total nutter wearing them on the plane (because seriously, how would I pack them with everything else that I plan to take with me), I plan to wear my new wellies on the plane and then kick 'em off for the next 15 hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stay tuned! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3974888989450067834-3305661835703284872?l=nicolederosa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicolederosa.blogspot.com/feeds/3305661835703284872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3974888989450067834&amp;postID=3305661835703284872' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3974888989450067834/posts/default/3305661835703284872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3974888989450067834/posts/default/3305661835703284872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicolederosa.blogspot.com/2008/06/countdown-begins.html' title='The countdown begins....'/><author><name>Nicole DeRosa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05732405341920905056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SEy-2J_QvhI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/LKanPoF5Wso/S220/nicolehat.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VlUMNJdxFlY/SEzPKJ_QvjI/AAAAAAAAAAc/781KNbYlSOg/s72-c/my+rain+boots.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry></feed>
