Longtime Gentle Readers (all three of ya) know that I have an affinity for Japan, what with having spent nearly five years of my life there... arguably the best parts of what passes for a life, too. Said affinity makes it incredibly difficult and painful for me to watch the horrendous images and stories of the earthquake/tsunami unfold on my teevee, yet I can't look away. I was pretty much glued to the tube for the whole weekend, or at least until that point in time when CNN began to repeat themselves, as they invariably had to do. I still can't seem to get my head around the sheer magnitude of the devastation: entire TOWNS erased from the face of the earth; a 30-foot wall of sea water racing three miles inland; thousands dead. It's nearly incomprehensible.
On a personal note... The Second Mrs. Pennington advises me that our/her friend Junko and her family (who are in Tokyo) are all OK. Life in Tokyo is pretty much day-to-day, except for the 300 planned rolling blackouts. Which brings up the possibility of melt-downs at the Fukushima Dai-ichi nuclear plant but I don't wanna go there.
Let's go here, instead... a couple of pics from Former Happy Days... in Tokyo, 1991:
TSMP and her best friend Junko
YrHmblScrb at bedtime
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