The room at the hotel is almost a clone of the one we had last year. This is good. Tai-chan has grown . . . all gangly and awkward, like a typical young teenager That will change on August 7, when he becomes 13.
His English, while not perfect, hasn't really gotten a lot worse. And he understands at least 99% of what *I* say -- that's pretty important.
So here I am, pulling into Nara . . .
And here we are at dinner, at an Indian place run by Nepalese who only speak Japanese. Won't be going back there because they don't take credit cards . . .