A couple of weeks back we went to the Grampians for a long weekend. Peter filmed, I took a few photos, and mainly we walked, saw lots and lots of kangaroos and had prosecco. Oh and it was cold. So freaking cold.

We’ve got our Fridays off here. So yesterday we did the only thing we knew how to: walked until our feet blistered (both of us, we carry those patches and they barely helped) and spent the day wandering + eating & drinking. This time we headed for Nakameguro, which was one of our favourite areas when we were here 3 years ago.

On the way we stopped at a vegan restaurant with a hawaii theme, which served up some killer garlic edamames and mean fake chicken. We topped that lunch of with ice cream (two photos, guess which is the plastic examples and which are the real things? Impossible!), a lounge in a park and more walking. Our goal: the river/canal of Nakameguro and it’s many little shops and eateries. We wanted to go back to this one place; Malmö, which we loved last time we were there, but apparently they went out of business 10 weeks ago. What bad luck! Instead we had drinks at three other places, one which was a french bistro on a rooftop serving sangria, followed by food + Kenyan beer at an Ethiopian place, listening to some African harp being played.

After that we headed homewards, but stopped by a local little bar which made silly good cocktails, played swell tunes and quickly became our favourite little local place ever.

We’re in Tokyo. Days are filled with trying to cook, reading menus, wandering streets and working from cafes. And for me, apparently taking photos of textures? I think I got more than one weird look while I was photographing walls, rather than stuff today. Or it could be my two layers of black clothing, felt hat and boots in the 30-ish degree heat. To be fair though, I was wearing a dress.