The World’s Most Expensive Wellies and a Failure in Flexibility: Saturday 4th June

Today I set off to Shinjuku, in search of a shop that I knew sold wellies that would actually fit me, and which I need so as to avoid trench foot over the coming rainy season. Incredibly I actually managed to find the shop, tucked away somewhere in that sprawling urban cesspit, although when I got there I was in for a shock: the boots that I wanted came in at a cool ¥16000 (£122)! Rather unsurprisingly I have decided take my chances with the trench foot.

Spotted in Shinjuku: this very romantic sounding teashop.

If there is one thing that supersedes my inability to comprehend Japanese it is my flexibility. So of course when Rie invited me to a Japanese yoga lesson I jumped at the chance.  Aside from the fact that I understood less than 1 word in every 20, and that I have hamstrings that are tighter than the purse strings of a Yorkshire man, it was actually a very enjoyable experience. The Sensei was also incredibly forgiving and helpful, although I don’t think that she could quite understand why I could only just reach my upper calf at full stretch, whilst the rest of the ‘beginner’ class had their heads between their toes. Still, by the end of the class I was feeing pretty relaxed, and…. I’m sorry but ¥16000 for some wellington boots!

Advertisements

About truehamlet

Sam is a senior lecturer in Science Communication, who researches the different ways in which media such as poetry and film can be used to communicate science to new audiences.
This entry was posted in Uncategorized and tagged , , . Bookmark the permalink.

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s