Choos Me: The Most Magical Place

For as long as I can remember Japan has always been the destination I’ve most wanted to visit. It’s a magical place that’s vastly different from every other Asian country I’ve been to. It’s wealthy, technologically advanced, fashion forward (debatable) and there’s a rich history and culture. I love the blend of modern and traditional aspects. And the food is glorious. I’d have to say it’s my favourite cuisine.

Other girls dream of knights in white horses rescuing them and riding into the sunset or having a rich billionaire volunteer firefighter fall deeply and madly in love with them. But I dream of marrying a tall, black haired Japanese chef. Romantic dinners of him making sushi, cooking ramen, feeding me takoyaki. *blushes* Sorry hunny I meant to say ‘dreamed’. You’re the best husband ever! The little surprise treats of sushi, ramen lunches and regular takoyaki hunting adventures – it almost makes up for it.

Two weeks in this magical country wasn’t enough. Arriving home I had the blues and it just got worse. All around me there were signs that reminded me I wasn’t there anymore – the toilet. Strange but warmed toilet seats were awesome. I missed the infinite number of buttons, the 10 tracks of music and self-flushing function. Here I was – a sucker, living backwards on a cold toilet, making my own music and flushing my own toilet. We’re living in a backward time I tells you.