A Hot Day
It was an extremely hot day. I had completely forgotten how hot Japanese summers can be. I read an article reporting that Amsterdam also had unusually high temperatures. I was relieved that I was not there because there is no air conditioner. I did not go to cafe Yamaneko because it was a regular holiday. I published my new blog article. In the evening, I went to the bar Nagomi as usual. I used a free drink ticket (they have a point system where a customer gets one point per visit, and after collecting ten points, receives one free drink ticket), so the total cost was only about 1200 JPY (7 EUR). I stopped by a supermarket and got some food, such as a pack of mozuku seaweed. I had grilled fish and roast beef or something similar for dinner at home. I fell asleep just before midnight.
Heads-up! These aren't journal entries – they're crafted essays written in English.
Thoughtful, personal, and cross-cultural.
The original text before the correction
- A Hot Day It was an extreme hot day. I completely forget how hot Japanese summer. I read an article which reported Amsterdam also super high temperature. I relieved that I was not there because there was no air conditioner. I was not go a cafe Yamaneko because it was a regular holiday. I published my new blog article. I went to the bar Nagomi in the evening as usual. I used free drink ticket (They have a point system which a customer can get one point per visiting and then when the customer collected 10 points, get one drink free ticket) so the cost was only about 1200 JPY (7 EUR). I stopped by a supermarket and I got some food like a pack of mozuku seaweed. I had grilled fish and roast beef or something for dinner at home. I fell asleep just after 23 pm.
Contemporary artist based in the Netherlands. I’ve learned at an Art College and Culinary Institute. I attempt to connect ART and FOOD.
