Sendai Suburbia

Dog spoke to me today.  He told me that when I got to the crappy budget hotel not too far out of Sendai that I should roam the streets of Natori looking for something that wasn't bathed in the light of pachinko parlors.
And low I did find a river bank and froze my nuts off for a while.  And it came to pass that my star tracker was not duly aligned to Polaris and there was a slight blurring in the heavens and thus I said unto dog, sod this for game of soldiers and went back to my lodgings to get a hot bath.

Sometimes I wonder what planet I'm on.