The hoteru is tiny and cozy. They gave us yukatas to wear and wash towels with haiku on the packaging.
It`s a still life water color.
Of a now late afternoon.
As the sun shines through the curtained lace.
And shadows wash the room.
In the mornings we`d eat hot steamy udon and at night we`d drink sake in a carton box from the 7-11.
Kampaii.. !