It was a rainy morning when we gathered early for our last full day in Japan.
We made our way to Takanawadai.
To the graves of the 47 Ronin. The tale of these Samurai is one of most important stories in Japan.
Kevin, Naaman and I wondered around Ginza looking for a few things.
We had a fancy farewell dinner full of crazy sushi (I left my camera at the hotel by accident). Hiroki Mafuyu met with afterwords and we all talked for a while. He is a avid guitar player, so next year he's going to set up some time for he, Dove and I to all play together. How fun will that be?
Naaman and I spend the late night getting lost. We wondered around for a few hour before we had to make our way back to the hotel so we'd be alive the next day.