Breath: Taken
My buddy Kensoux (of The Fan fame) came out to visit last month, and we had a good time of squeezing a lot of good Kyushu times into three days. This was on our way to Beppu, in Oita. The road we chose to take looked like any other road on the map, except for this one part where it looked like it got a little thinner... and boy, did it get thinner. We drove for a few miles through tiny, winding, tree-enclosed roads. I'm surprised there was pavement (for the most part). I'm also surprised we didn't have Indiana Jones leap across the road, persued by fierce tribesmen and bloodthirsty Nazis. It was crazy.
So we thread our way through miles of tree-tube-road, and finally come upon something more like a normal road. We could tell there was some sort of valley up ahead, but you couldn't tell because of this house on the outside of a curve, blocking our view. "Wow," I mused, "that house must have one hell of a view."
And then we rounded the curve, and we could see past the house... and we came to a dead stop in the middle of the road. The real thing is, of course, much more impressive than the little picture. Let's just say that I won't be forgetting that view for a long, long time.
So we thread our way through miles of tree-tube-road, and finally come upon something more like a normal road. We could tell there was some sort of valley up ahead, but you couldn't tell because of this house on the outside of a curve, blocking our view. "Wow," I mused, "that house must have one hell of a view."
And then we rounded the curve, and we could see past the house... and we came to a dead stop in the middle of the road. The real thing is, of course, much more impressive than the little picture. Let's just say that I won't be forgetting that view for a long, long time.
posted by Dehn at 13:26
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