@dghnjt

Honestly, I was clutching my phone like it owed me directions—battery at 7%, temples all queued up in my notes app—and then some grandpa just… materialized with a sweet potato. No translation app could’ve prepared me for that. I didn’t even say thanks right, just stood there dumbly chewing while he vanished into an alley that wasn’t on Google Maps. Turns out the real Kyoto doesn’t care about your itinerary. Or your battery life. Or your perfectly color-coded spreadsheet. It waits till you’re properly lost to hand you something warm—and somehow that’s the only thing you remember. The rest? Just blurry photos and sore feet.

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