One of the great things about living in a big city is that there is always something to do. I am forever amazed when people tell me there is nothing to do in their city. (I hear this aaaaall the time about Nagoya) Until you have lived in a town of 3,000 people where the Friday night football game is the big to do in town, don’t complain about the lack of activities.

This Sunday I went to the closest Starbucks (a mile walk) and ran across a small arts and craft fair. It was cute and fun but I’m trying this thing where I don’t spend all my money. I am not enjoying it. So, I got my iced mocha and a pumpkin scone (that did not taste like pumpkin) and tried to study Japanese… and ended up people watching.

Then I took a delightful walk through Meijo Park and around Nagoya Castle. We are on the brink of fall. I can taste it. Not pumpkin though, because they don’t believe in real pumpkin flavor here.

As I meandered around I found a charming spot on the castle moat, you can just make out the castle in the distance. There is nothing spectacular about this location except the smell. All I can describe it as is the smell of a dock. You know, kind of an algae and fish smell. It’s not a particularly pleasant smell except that it forcibly reminded me of all of the family camping trips from my childhood. I never loved fishing, but my brother did. So we went fishing a lot. Or, he and my parents went fishing and I quickly got bored and wandered off exploring.

Here I was on the other side of the world twenty some odd years later doing the same thing and encountering the same smell.

I am a firm believer of living your life like a tourist. You go everywhere and do everything because you don’t know if you will have another opportunity. After the castle I walked to Hisaya Odori Park, which is basically one block wide and four or five blocks long but it is full of fun finds.

Like a replica of the walk of fame in Hollywood because LA and Nagoya are sister cities.

Or this Aztec calendar given to Nagoya by Mexico city. (I’m not sure why. The signs were in Japanese and Spanish. I only know enough Spanish to figure out what it was and who gave it to Nagoya).

Or this series of mini ponds that was constructed with stepping stones. It was literally meant to be played on. (I totally saw a business man playing but couldn’t get a good picture without creeping).

At Sakae there was a Hawaiian festival.

My goal for the day was to make it to another festival near Sakae but got caught up with some friends and ate cheese pizza with maple syrup on it. Seriously delicious. I meant to take a picture but was so hungry that it was halfway gone by the time I remembered. Guess I will have to go again.

So, if you are ever in Nagoya. Put on some walking shoes and go wander. You will find something. And you will eat amazing food.


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