hokkaido winter whispers: 14 degrees and lost in a kotatsu coffee shop
i just checked the weather and it's 14.5 degrees there right now, no snow but the ground feels like a stale crunch|"someone told me that" mutual eye contact with the old man in yellow at the convenience store led me to a steaming miso ramen stall i never saw on the map|"the neon at strauss square looks prettier at 2am" i almost bumped into a kitten wearing a stolen hat near sapporo station-did it pick the weather warning hat? аган’’ it was raining inside the kotatsu. why were we drinking sake in july?"
if you get bored, sapporo's neon signs pulse 20 minutes east but honestly the real magic is in the failed attempts to photograph the ice statues.. again. the local said the ski lifts are overrated but i took his word for it because he was eating charcoal ice cream with a straight face and i couldn't argue. аган’’ it's not a destination it's a microwave’’ architecture moment where everything's either expensive or cursed. why did the onsen have a vending machine? аган’’ it was built in 1892 why don't we just go back in time"
≦≧≨аган’’ it's the end of the world’’ apocalypse hotels in the area are still bustling but i packed my passport in a jar of pickled radishes and now i can't find my visa. the kotatsu lady said the real secret is to ignore google maps and follow the stray pups-they always lead to cheap izakaya. аг’’ my coat is a metaphor’’ but i can't remember where i parked it. the neighborhood cats write better poetry than any travel blog i've read. адке
tags: travel, hokkaido, human, vibe, messy
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