Japan, June 2014: Day Twenty Five
It’s been a couple of days since I last wrote, I’ve been feeling rough and looking worse thanks to a couple of insect bites. We reluctantly left Gunma and headed down the expressway in our little 86 for the last time. There’s something that been bugging me about the car and until Emma mentioned something about it’s appearance, everything fell into place. A lot has been written about it’s lack…