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熊本伝統工芸館

At the Kumamoto traditional crafts museum we doth see different sorts of traditional items, Kumamoto manufactured. The most interesting item my eye did see was that of a tengu, when one pulled the string, the eyes would roll back and a tongue would come hence forth.

The sun did burneth thy skin. 

菊池渓谷

Kikuchi gorge was a very picturesque place. The sun was shining and the leaves in the trees glistened as patches of the sun illuminated the floor with specks of gold.

As if in a dream, the water could reflect my being. Sitting near the waterfall I felt a sense of being at one with nature. No better a time than to become one and centered with the universe. 

The water called for me to enter it but alas, I had to quell the desire to drench my feet in the refreshing, cool stream, for I was wearing socks, and I couldn`t muster the strength to walk on hot stone, waiting an eternity for my feet to finally become once again dry. 

However, as we continued on my friends and I came to a small water filled crevice quite a distance away from the stream. In that crevice was an entire population of small black tadpoles. 

Feeding on a golden leaf that had fell from its once former great height from a nearby tree. Once again reminding me of the impermanence of everything and how the cycle of life is that of death and life.

The forest was also home to a great deal of earth sprites and spirits. Their voices could be heard in the whispers of the wind, their presence ever around us and as if taking our hand and guiding us through the narrow, winding, glistening paths. Although unable to see them, their friendliness and warmth was well received. 

Finally, as we were guided out of the forest and the gorge a great slumber did wash over all of us. Nature had done it`s work and we were to sleep, travelling home, never forgetting the blessed kikuchi gorge.

料理会

 Yo yo yo, It don’t matter where you're from,

Anyone can cook like a bomb

Culture, wonder everywhere,

Taste it! It's in the air.

Chinese, Korean, Japanese,

Give me all them cook books it`s a breeze,

Canada, Australia, England too,

Flavor flavor flavor all for you!

Poutine is the name,
Fries and cheese In the game,
Get that gravy and pour it all,
Put it your mouth and it`s a score!

Chinese pancake, it`s name is bin

Make a dough and throw spring onions in,

Fry it all, eat it quick,

If its not cooked right you might get sick!

American sliders in the mix,

Meat in the oven that`s the trick

Slide some cheese on the top,

Have 4 million and you will pop.

Spaghetti was also in the list,

No one Italian they might feel dissed,

The swirly whirly tangy taste,

Makes you wanna eat it in a haste.