Local Matsuri

Here is a way to witness my crappy photo skills. Although landscape photos are the best and most effective, I prefer to take real life pictures, and hunt the queerness in people and places. Those pictures were taken on ym first weekend spent in Japan, and my first days spent with my host family. I was scared, broke, spaced out, jet lagged, disoriented. They were nice enough to take me to this local matsuri and lend me a very beautiful yukata (summer kimono) with assorted geta painful but interesting to my mountain hiking feet. We ate common festival food (cheap okonomiyaki wrapped around chopsticks, cheap very quickly made takoyaki, huge sausages on chopsticks, kaki gouri (like shaved ice, I chose calpis flavor), yakisoba and the such. At night there were small fireworks (actually very kakkoii hana bi). That was my first weekend in Japan.