IMG_7117I had been planning to come to Nagoya ever since the Hida family invited me to stay with their daughter Nanako, and at long last,  I made it through the mountains to the city.  Nanako, cute as a button,  met me at the supermarket near her house,  and from the moment of our introduction to my takeoff three mornings later, we were talking and sharing our ideas and hopes and beliefs about the young twenty-something age we find ourselves in.

Nanako with our American feast.

Nanako with our American feast.

Over the weekend,  we cooked macaroni and cheese,  had fun at the festival her University put on for the weekend holiday,  had a dinner party with her friends,  walked Nagoya Castle, stayed up till two every night chatting and laughing.  It was hard to leave Tuesday morning.

A happy beginning for newlyweds on the way into Nagoya. I couldn't get a picture of the front fast enough.

A happy beginning for newlyweds on the way into Nagoya. I couldn’t get a picture of the front fast enough.

The long promised hospitality was met and overwhelmingly surpassed.  Can’t wait to see Nanako again,  in Japan or maybe Europe! Hola, amiga!

Local oms and noms and a creepy tourist taking photos for this young girl's festival.

Local oms and noms and a creepy tourist taking photos for this young girl’s festival.

Along for the ride.

Along for the ride.

Learning to loom at a young age, a yiung artisan is born.

Learning to loom at a young age, a yiung artisan is born.

A bold fashionista harkening yoko to the nagoya fall festival.

A bold fashionista harkening yoko to the nagoya fall festival.

Student musicians finding fans in friends.
Student musicians finding fans in friends.

Peace and gratitude from the surprisingly green Buddha.
Peace and gratitude from the surprisingly green Buddha.