Over

I'm now in Tokyo waiting for my friend Christine to come home. I'm creepily waiting outside her apartment in the sweaty heat (even though it's 10:45pm.) Sweat is the theme of this trip. Something stinks, I just thought. Oh, it's me. I stink. Not only am I sweaty but my clothes bear the sweat of 29 days of Asian summer heat. Inside my backpack are a month's worth of sweaty clothes, several pairs of dirty underwear, and 4 pairs of rancid socks. (Don't get me wrong, I've done laundry twice on this trip, but the past 2 weeks in Southeast Asia have been without. Trekking in Sapa made everything mildewy and nasty!) Anyway, I have an errand to run tomorrow. Buying an expensive, Japan-exclusive pair of pants for a friend of mine because I'm ~so nice.~ Then I'm off on a plane to San Jose! Woo hoo. 

 Me and Analieser herself.