This summer in June I went on a family trip to Asia for 10 days. I spent two days in Tokyo, one day in Osaka, and part of one evening in Kobe for a Kobe Beef dinner. Kobe beef is orgasmic to eat. Unfortunately, I did not remember to take pictures of the Kobe beef. For your mental imagery, I’ll say it is prepared similar to Habachi.
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On the way from the Airport
View from my hotel room
The Ginza Strip
Squid at the Fish Market
Live eels at the Fish Market
The Tea Ceremony Waiting Room
The Japanese Tea Ceremony
A Japanese Shinto Temple
Dinner With A View
My favorite picture of Osaka Castle. Almost as if it was back in time.
That’s a Japanese Koi Fish with a Tiger Head. It is of Japanese mythical lore.
Those Poles Had swastikas at the ends
Japanese Airport Food right before getting to boarding
And now for dancing Japanese teenagers (nearby Castle Osaka).
I’m in a cafe eating Lasagna and there is a wonderfully good connection to the internet here. So without further ado, I present to you, pictures, from Brussels to Brugges.
Some of the old walls – Brussels
He careth not for the lamentations of the wench
Shopping area. Similar to the “Arcade(s)” in London near Saville Row.
Brewery on the left, townhouse on the right
I saw this hat store on a tour but didn’t have time to stop. After the tour was over, it took me three hours to find this place. Of course I bought a hat.
Looks like Notre Dame in Paris.
A party in underneath a train station. Was good fun. Unfortunately, I apparently took an hour long video which meant I could only take a few pictures the next day.
Chocolate Boxes containing chocolates, made of chocolate.
The Virgin Mary – the “untouched” woman is the only touchable statue in the Cathedral as of now. Methinks someone’s a skeptic.
I’ve been in Belgium for the past week, in a hostel, on a vacation/tour of the country. My camera died on the second or third day, but my internet finally started working reliably. Hence this post. Not much has happened game-wise, though I did meet man in a bookstore the other day and we instantly connected and spoke for over an hour until I had to leave. I got his email and will remain in contact with him. He has similar view points to mine, and has been through similar things, though I am not sure if he is red pill. Koanic Soul, would have lots to tell you about that. The conversation went from talking about stereotypical Russian business practices to him telling me that I had an aura around me and a look in my eyes that I would be going places. Curious, I asked why and the conversation went famously from there.
Pictures are a bitch to upload with this internet it seems. I’ll put some up as soon as I can.
Roosh V recently published his latest book, Bang Ukraine.
He was kind enough to provide me with a review copy, so I’m reviewing his book to return the favor.
I found that the book was well written with no obvious spelling errors or grammar mistakes as always. Some people may be annoyed by the constant use of Kharkiv because they think Kharkov is correct, but it turns out that Kharkiv is correct.
Roosh’s writing has improved over time and it really shows in this book, his tenth travel book, and last labor of love. His humor is dry and subtle but does not take away from all the good information that people seek these books out for. His combination of wit and and accurate inferences from boots on the ground experience make his book a pleasure to read and a key resource to refer to when one wishes to be Ukraine bound in the near future or is already in trenches with the best of them.
His information is clearly formatted in easy to find chunks in the table of contents and the story is as easy to follow as it is a pleasure to read. One does not have to read the whole book more than once to find out what type of game plan it is that Roosh is trying to explain to you. As it is his last labor of love, this book is the longest in the series and the anecdotes about the Danish cockblocking incident brought me to laughter with near tears in my eyes. Of course, my favorite part about Roosh is his book reads as a story of a fellow human forging a path ahead on his journey of life. I could not help but feel a lump in my throat with how well he handled his relationship with the Ukrainian teacher even as he could see and feel himself fading from it. No one can possibly read this book and conclude that Roosh is not human, like yourself. For that reason, I hope with all my heart that he keeps writing, even if only for the refreshment reading his prose brings.
Of course there are other reviews by bloggers who wax more eloquent than I can here.My favorite one is by Kid Strangelove, take a look.
P.S. You can buy the book here.