04-18-2011, 01:43 PM
About my only memory of summers there are from the early to mid-fifties and going hiking with my grandfather. Don't really recall where we went, but we'd hop on a train, then debark and start walking up a mountain, then hang out and enjoy the view, eat some sorta bento, then wander back downhill to the train and back to Kobe. Thanks for the memory-jog, and many thanks, Ojiisan, for taking this young haafu 'under your wing' to see things I know I wouldn't have seen on my own!
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