A Nagoya Diary II
Wendy Gan
A de Chirico moment: monumental and mysterious...
Am I no longer in Japan? Did I rub my ruby slippers and end up in New England?
I am impressed by the attention to small things here. Reading glasses are on offer for use at the local post office.
There is even a holder for your umbrella at the Pensions Office desk during the rainy season.
I keep my eyes peeled for plants popping up in strange places.
You might find yourself a roadside watermelon.
