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Formerly titled "The Traveling Job Coach" and then "The Traveling Athletic Director," this blog is
for me and my memory because it's not very good.
My memory is not very good. See what I mean?

This blog has also morphed into a place for me to share my thoughts on life and how I see the world.
These thoughts often bubble to the surface during my travels.

I don't concern myself with grammar. This is simply a place for me to record my memories,
thoughts and feelings while I travel.

I started this blog before my trip to Europe July 10-24, 2009. Email me at brosefield@gmail.com
whilst I'm traveling or comment on posts here if you see something that
strikes your fancy.

Yes, I used the words whilst and fancy in the same paragraph.

Saturday, July 20, 2019

Picture This

Picture this:

A big, sweaty American steps in the Yokohama Baystars gear store.

Ok in this story I'm the big, sweaty American so I'll continue:

I see a jersey I'd like to purchase. I see sizes S and M and quickly dismiss those, obviously. I see L and then O.

I'm an O

That's not the point.

As I asked the attendant what O meant, e proceeded to graciously show me a sample O and motioned for me to try it on.

He then held my drink AND my bag.

I struggled to get the jersey on because of my watch.....and maybe my stomach, so from behind me ANOTHER gentleman gently helps me put on the jersey.

And that's just some of the magic of Japan and of the Japanese people.

Japan has welcomed me with open arms and as I sit outside of Yokohama stadium, I'm sad to think about leaving tomorrow.

But: I will be back. And, I'm going to enjoy this game!

See more of my travels at roseoverexposed.blogspot.com
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  1. BrookeJuly 24, 2019 at 10:19 AM

    Wait. But what is an “o”? Let’s make some shit up ☺️

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