August 10, 2014
Tohoku Shinkansen – Shin-Hanamaki to Tokyo
Ka-e-ru: to return; to go back; to go home.
It’s been a quiet, wet morning. The remnants of last night’s typhoon trickle down from the sky in light rain drops, half-heartedly making their way to the pavement. Lulls in the rain allow the clouds to pull up slightly and the bottoms of mountains emerge from the grey. Floating curtains of mist still wrap themselves around their tops and in the narrow valleys between, creating a picturesque scene that only further romanticizes my departure. I’m already looking for meaning in every rice field and street light we pass on the way to the station. I swear Japan has never been so green as it is this morning.
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