I used to think about going to Japan. My father was there many times (Navy) and I was used to his coming and going and returning again. He always brought back the most wonderful gifts. Dolls. Transistor radios. Jewelry boxes. My mother's china. I still have two dolls and gratefully, my mother's Nortaki China. I would still love to go there and walk in his footsteps.
Wishing you the best in achieving this dream!
Nice comparison !
Thanks, Nicole. It is always fun to read about the culture to find new ways and words for the haiku.