:: My Urban Eyes ::All that I see, and then some.
:: Monday, October 20, 2008 ::
Some traditions have humble beginnings. So humble, in fact, that we don't notice they've become a tradition at all. Case in point:
Ken and I have a habit of buying three churros whenever we go to Safeway. We each eat one on the way home and save the last for a midnight snack. There's no real reason other than that we tried them one day and liked them. A sugary snack also gives the boost of energy we need to walk home with our heavy load. I usually finish mine before we're out of the (big) parking lot.
Traditions don't have to be big. It can be as simple as visiting the same Wendy's before each hockey game or a cup of herbal tea shared at the kitchen table. (Yes, I'm big on food traditions, why do you ask?)
In Japan I'm looking forward to setting up new traditions that I can't do anywhere else. Maybe going to see the fireworks in Yokohama or wearing a yukata to a summer festival. Stopping by the supermarket after work to pick up ingredients for that night's dinner (again with the food). Maybe we'll be lucky enough to make a summer vacation or weekend getaway a regular occurrence. I'm sure whatever the traditions end up being they'll emerge before I even realize they're there. In a good way.
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:: Kazen @ Always Doing 5:06 PM [+] ::
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I REMEMBER THAT WENDY'S!Post a Comment
I remember Chinese Food and Anime nights.
::giggle:: yeah... food traditions are big.
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