It feels like Japan is done. Enough and more has been done in the three months. Like, it’s time to go home and nothing left to do here. Complete sulk mode on!
Went to Kyoto anyway. And for a change, went via Kusatsu. More expensive, but just happened to be so, getting into the wrong bus. But it was good, getting to see the station, and the shops around there. Shopping spree seems to never end in Kyoto, and at this point it feels like a compulsion to buy something for everyone.
The Last Straw 