What's Yours is Mine

This weekend Leah's friend Jocelyn came, from Korea, to visit Shikoku.
Typical Japan visitor things went on; ordering lots of food at an izakaya, bringing our own beer into the karaoke room, and a ridiculous cab ride.

I have been lucky to be able to take advantage of various visitors who belong to other people.
Without fail, a day is often spent hungover and recovering while being able to leech off of the visitors first time feelings.



This time things were so good that we found ourselves in the same cafe for four hours. Lapping other customers stays and, perhaps, encouraging their dismissal when a shared love for ballet and modern dance involved visual demonstrations.
The workdays following a visitors stay are always particularly difficult. It was a stifling Monday after a weekend of appropriately inappropriate activities, circumstances, and laughter.