Why I’m not in Ohio
I had planned to visit Kyle (my fiance) in Ohio for two weeks. I had spent months planning the trip. I was going to visit the Rock and Roll hall of fame, was going to try on wedding gowns and was going to eat pierogies for the first time ever. I was going to eat at Lolita (saving Lola for when Dad comes for the wedding).
I’m in Japan though. Japan is not Ohio. Japan is nothing like Ohio. Ear infections and flying don’t mix. So I’m here, and deciding what to do for the next few days. I plan on gapping it somewhere. Maybe a couple of nights as a backpacker in Kyoto, or take the train up to Tokyo and go to Disneyland?
We shall see…