Finding Meshell

I took a stroll to Tsurumai park the first time I did yoga in Nagoya. On the way back I passed this really small vinyl shop. Vinyl shops are one of those places I dread...I can't seem to leave one without spending some or all the money I have on me.

This one was no different. But because it's in Japan, it's usually worse. The shops here seem to have everything under the sun...and I know my arms haven't been practicing for this moment, so I left with sore arms and some records.

This shop has two floors of records stacked on top of the tables and under. The second floor is dedicated to discounts and sales.

Walked out with some Bobby Brown and Meshell.

The strange and wonderful

I am trying to settle in Nagoya. One by one the pieces fall in place.

I took a trip with a workmate some months back in the search of a good vegan place to eat...but we went round in circle in some town in the middle of somewhere.

For one thing, most places in Nagoya are closed on Mondays. If places aren't completely closed...they open at 10am.

We accidentally found this Chinese shop...pretty much like the ones in South Africa. Something's were not the same though. It seems the Chinese have advances to packaging chicken feet. My Filipino workmate was also surprised, since in both our countries chicken run always aren't packaged...they are like the name: to take on the go.

We also found a beautiful temple at the top of a hill...needless to say...we were still hungry from looking for a place to eat for 3 or so hours...could've been more.