Last night we had dinner with some friends in our neighbourhood and, because of their Japanese heritage, they served us delicious home-made sushi. This led to discussions of Japan; its food, language and landscape. I’ve been fascinated with Japan for many years, so it was nice to get some authentic insight. Soon after, with beer, wine and tuna coursing through our veins, we excitedly made plans to go on a camping trip together to Japan.
At the moment, our youngest children are two and, while they’ve both been camping plenty of times, we figured it would be better to wait until they’re five. A lot can happen in three years, but I really hope this trip happens.