Universal Truths
Today’s adventure is taking the bus to the yokosuka art museum. After a lengthy conversation in Japanese, the women at the desk decided that I should take bus #24. So I grab a pastry from the french bakery (where my “nani ga osusume desu ka?” pleas for a recommendation are met with a blank stare). Anyhow, I spotted a 24 (though not where i was expecting to catch it) and jumped on. Hopefully this is the right bus.
There are a lot of old people here. A lot. I would say that 7/8 of the bus was over 65.
So I hop out and head over to the art museum. Turns out, it’s beautiful outside of the city in yokosuka.
Across the street from the art museum there’s a beach! with little boats! And … more old people! I thought I’d take a stroll around.
Today may be about universal beauty and universal truths. (that, and the universal way that when my internet stops working I’m forced to go outside and commune with the world.) I found a boardwalk near the coean. It’s so peaceful. There will always be people contemplating the neverending rush of waves, just as pigeons will always swarm around if they sense something tasty in your hand.
The art museum is very nice – long, sterile feeling and yet very comforting. Another universal feeling – art museums always behave the same, regardless if Ito or Monet is adorning the walls.
