Autumn evening perfect temperature to dry off and drink a Coke outside Akebono-yu bath. The bicycle handlebar beside the bench makes a hook for my jacket until the owner comes out for her ride, apologises for disturbing me, and I say no the rudeness is mine, then she smiles and gestures to the bathhouse and I say yes I’ve been in and she says isn’t it a wonderful custom and where are you from etc., then I notice her T-shirt and say that’s a cool T-shirt and she says it’s an old one of my husband’s, he gave it to me as a present, you know, he likes jazz, and heavy metal.