I'm celebrating a one-week anniversary of a sprained leg. Oh, haven't I mentioned? My middle name happens to be Klutz. In case you were wondering, I sprained my leg on flat ground, while wearing flats. Okay, to be more precise, I was stepping off the pavement to cross the road (no traffic lights), so I turned my head to keep a look out for cars, and somewhere in between that coordination (or lack of) between my brain and my body, I sprained my ankle and managed to park my butt on the road. Talk about mortification. I'm not even going to think about whether I flashed anyone in the midst of my fall. *shudders*And it's no-exercise for the next two weeks or so. *wails*
It's not the first time I'm being clumsy, and sigh, I can't blame anyone except myself. Well, then I guess I should be glad that my overseas trip this coming long weekend was cancelled cos I can't do much walking anyway. As my friend had a last minute work trip, we had to cancel our tickets. :( Okay, I'm officially suffering from withdrawal travel symptoms.
SO. Instead of moaning about lack of travel plans, I decided to have a look at some of my old (way overdue) photos of our Japan trip early last year. These are the last set of photos, and it's all about food, glorious food.
Blacows, Tokyo, Japan 2014
