A long ride to a foreign land. rolling through the sky looking at landscapes filled with mountains and rivers I’ll never cross. it seems as if this continent must have been connected to California looking at her from this viewpoint. I see fire and smoke burning up the mountain side, clear skies and a spralling metropolis up ahead. the weather feels warm. looking forward to landing and skipping into the country as seemlessly as possible.
We arrive – wander through the city with the help of my iPhone GPS – easy. Japanese dinner with good company – see a new friend up ahead and invite her in.
4am tomorrow we are off again. To yet a new land.