Osaka

I:m sitting at a computer in the sounds-of-a-fountain-drizzling-water-down-little-rock-steps filled lobby of a hostel that my male family and I are staying in. The potato that was too big to eat before dinner sits to the right side of the white cordless mouse in a squished brown paper bag looking like a bums trash. I have become tired of disappointing vendors with japanese that isnt natural and bills that are too big. and men spitting when we cross paths with them. big brother is michael, with thinning blonde hair and jewelery blue eyes, papa is steve with a goatee that people talk about. today was the first day of sun since my big brother and papa have come to japan to visit. it was a beautiful day in nara, but the deer look so much more intense than how i had imagined them. each is missing chunks of coat, with filthy looking lips, and greedy! black eyes... deer look so gentle when they:re scared, i thought, thinking of america. when deer aren:t scared, they:re pushy, they want the crackers. today was a little bit stressful. big brother got sick during our walk. he had to go back to the hostel early. my dad and i walked around more ourselves, and then the sun began to leave and it got cold again, so we came back to check on big brother. the sound of the fountain drizzling over tiny pyramid stone steps, that `you had a bad day` song is all they play in the lobby all day today. we`re going to sushi tonight. im looking forward to meeting a friend of a friend in kyoto in a few days.