on the road

Y is now on his way to Tokyo (or he may have arrived by now). So by midweek he will be back in New York. I wish I could meet him in Tokyo, but I have neither the available time nor the plane ticket. I would love to go there in autumn, when the weather is beautiful. I was there in winter. It was not too cold, but it wasn't exactly warm. And it is such a good walking city--such confusing streets--and autumn weather would make it more so.

This morning I am going to a car dealer to try out some cars. I am now committed to selling mine. I want to have one that does not make me worry about that part is going to fall off next. My lovely Volvo, sadly, has reached that stage in its life.