Can I take this home with me?
Here's a shot of me dipping my feet in a sidewalk spring in Arima. Japan has gotten me in the habit of wearing terribly tall heels on a daily basis. The night before Arima, my feet cramped up and twisted into shapes that made them look like ugly cartoonish carictures of actual feet. This little onsen was burning hot and almost crisped off my pinky toes, but felt sooooo goooood. I felt like I was walking on warm squishy sponges for the rest of the day.
posted by Scribbler @ Tuesday, March 28, 2006
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