Kyoto

Oddly I can't seem to fall asleep, though twice I fell into a semi-dream state. In it things happened that I knew to be untrue, and yet there they were.

Chris and I have to sleep in separate dorm rooms here. I worry he'll wake up in the darkness and not know where he is, where I am. If he cries out he may awaken and confuse his dorm-mates, and I won't be there to snicker at him. It's happened two or three times already. Once he yelled "Help!" in the tent, and another time he said in such a lucid voice that I was sure he was awake, "What? How did I get up here?"

The sudden solitude is strange after being surrounded by people for 72 hours.

(I don't yet understand why, but the walk through the Meiji Shrine at dusk is one my most pleasant memories of Tokyo.)