Author Archives: Nikki
In the bottom left corner of the top right pen was a sick pilot whale. He listlessly floated in the exact same spot, day in, day out. He didn’t swim and he didn’t eat. We had no idea what was … Continue reading
One night, when Japan was nothing but a pipe dream, I Skyped with Rosie while she was at Dolphin Base. She took her iPad and showed me around. I remember her showing me Puppet, an old blind dog tied to … Continue reading
I know another post is long overdue. I am having tremendous trouble getting to the point where I have to relive things that caused me great distress. I am trying to deal with it. Please bear with me.
Rosie introduced me to the three other Cove Guardians. There was young, lanky *Nina from Australia; outspoken *Robert from Canada and quiet, serious *Kevin – a Dutch national. It was the first time I met them. Robert and I have … Continue reading
Kii-Katsuura station is small with only one entry and exit point. All passengers are greeted by two young women dressed in red, white and black kaftans. I had no idea how big or small Kii-Katsuura was and had no idea … Continue reading
The trains were beautiful. On the opposite platform a train arrived with sleek lines and large round windows. I impatiently waited for my train. One or two stations away I had to get off and change over at the Hineno … Continue reading
A loud rumble in my stomach snapped me out of my self pitying reverie. A lack of proper vegan nutrition on the way to Japan left me hungry. The drop in the elevator down from the 46th floor didn’t help … Continue reading
The guy behind the glass window waved me through when I ceremoniously and with a big smile showed him my ticket to Rinku Town. I found my platform relatively easily. The signs on the platforms were both in Japanese … Continue reading
Like a purebred ditz, I forgot to add photos.