Kamakura

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Today is my last day in Tokyo.  Tomorrow I leave for Nikko, a couple hours to the north and tucked into the mountains.  So naturally I spent my last day outside of the city.  (I know, makes sense to me too.)

This morning I took a train to Kamakura and did LOTTSSSSS of walking.  Many, many temples and shrines and even a giant buddha requiring my presence.  Not to mention "famous" sweet potato ice cream.  It was purple.  And ridiculously yummy.  (Since I made the effort to travel to Kamakura (or anywhere, for that matter) you can be sure I made a point to track down the local treats.
  Obvs.)

Short aside: You know how tourists always get pegged as wearing high dark socks paired with shorts and a Hawaiian shirt and a bumbling sense of direction?  Well, this little tourist bought herself not one but two pairs of black socks before she took off on this journey of hers.  See, the thought process was that since I'd be visiting countless establishments that required one to remove one's shoes and since I "outsmarted" this system by buying slip-on shoes, I should have dark socks to blend all the better with my pant legs than white socks, which would be bright and glaring as they peeped out when I stepped.  Incidentally, the pants I bought are long enough there is no peeping, so black socks were unnecessary.  ANYWAY.

Today was balls hot.  I mean, we're talking BALLS HOT.
  (Sorry Dad, but if you were walking around in dark pants and thick socks and shoes and sweating your butt off, you'd forget your lady-like language too.)  Don't get me wrong, it was gorgeous.  Probably the nicest day yet.  Clear blue skies, blazing sunshine, "five palm trees" all the way.  But again, dressed as I was and carrying a book bag laden with water bottles (that's right, two, plural - we wouldn't want our little tourist to get dehydrated, would we??) and travel books and enough maps to make my Dad's mouth water -- doesn't score well in the cool and comfortable department.

So you're wondering what my point is.  I'm getting there.  Keep your pants on.

Tourists.  Black socks.  Well this tourist was, as we've established above, quite warm, and unfortunately wearing black socks.  And hey, what do you know!  These nifty little pants of mine have buttons on the sides that enable one to secure the bottoms about calf length, should you overheat and choose to roll them up and sport the capri look.  Let it be said that I don't look good in capris.  Even without black socks, capris are not for me.  You know that black sock tourist look?  You can be damn sure I did NOT rock that look.  That's right.  Hot as bloody hell and I refrained.

What?  You really thought I was going to sport the black sock look?  A little credit!
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Sweet potato ice cream!
Sweet potato ice cream!
How hilarious is this??
How hilarious is this??
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