This week, two years in Japan. No use writing a summary now, or possibly ever on this, but today was pretty much the epitome of two years of work; me, a bunch of Japanese, three other foreigners, fireworks, beer, small fireworks, a house of another foreigner who wasn't there under our feet and lots of laughter. And yukatas. Followed by a drive home with a big moon and a beautiful sky, a fox, a boar and a bunch of deer. After seeing two yankees racing their cars down a city street.