Books: The Salvage by Anbara Salam

This book started out really well, but then sort of went on and on, taking much too long to develop the plot. It begins and ends in a creepy underwater dive, and these scenes are really well-written. Unfortunately this book only has a couple of scenes underwater – and so it really didn’t play to its strengths.

There are some spooky things happening on land, and a sort of amateur detective plot, and the mostly-creepy residents of the island are written well. They have strange customs and undercurrents of cultish behavior, but most of the time I was just hoping to go back out into the water.

The main character is a professional diver, and the author has made her flawed – these flaws are emphasized over and over, which kind of tested my patience. It felt like a therapy exercise more than anything.

Next I am reading Foster by Claire Keegan.

Books: Accidental Shepherd by Liese Greensfelder

This was a surprisingly honest, heartwarming story about a young woman from California that ends up running a sheep farm for a year in the countryside of Norway. How she finds herself in that position, how it turns out, and how the people around her were drawn to her and what she was trying to accomplish, all make for a great storytelling arc.

The book has romance, adventure, and exploration. There is life, death, and eating of sheep’s heads. Most of all there is a lot of honesty – telling the good and the bad and owning all of it.

All of this happened in 1972 when the author was twenty years old. Writing this now (in 2024) means that she is recalling events from a long, long time ago. Luckily she had written many letters and I’m sure that correspondence helped to pin down events. Still, I wonder how much was lost (or filled in).

I enjoy books where someone is living or traveling in isolation – this book hit the mark perfectly.

Next I am reading The Salvage by Anbara Salam.

Books: The Doorman by Chris Pavone

I sat down to think about what to write in this review and immediately I came up with five things I didn’t like about this book. But I’m glad I had a chance to read it. Everything builds up to a some big moments that felt like something out of a heist movie.

And I love heist movies.

This is the second book I have read by this author and it also contained a lot of contemporary buzzwords having to do with the culture wars of America these days. I wonder how they’ll age and how readers of the future will deal with it. Sometimes these appear so often that I was wishing for a little more subtlety.

To get to the big ending it takes a lot of build up. As I read through all of this I was really hoping that the payoff would be worth it – there were entire sections of just downloading background information. These parts were slow moving and I felt like there could have been a way to handle this.

I liked the main characters – flawed but admirable – and I disliked the bad guys (again – subtlety please!). The last thing that annoyed me was the use of time hops that occurred here and there. It wasn’t immediately clear where you were in the timeline, and sometimes that felt like a cheap trick to keep up on our toes.

Despite all those complaints it was worth it – great ending and worth the read.

Next I am reading Accidental Shepherd by Liese Greensfelder.

Books: The Salt Path by Raynor Winn

I really like books that involve a journey. Travel books are some of the best because they are memoirs of real experiences, and you can even try them out yourself if you have the time and resources. In every good book about a journey the goals are defined, the rules explained, and then we watch the travelers as they attempt the journey.

This book clearly sets these out at the beginning, and the book chronicles more than a year of their life as they take this challenge. These are people who are struggling against medical and financial problems, but yet they still keep trying and get some self-discovery along the way.

I really liked that the people get closer to nature, and discover that life in the town or city is not for them. They seem to find resolution for their issues and the book ends on a triumphant note.

Most fascinating was the idea that even without (much) money or a home people could go out there and enjoy some adventure, even at an older age. The setting of the book was interesting too – I had read a similar journey by Paul Theroux but he stayed more to the rail lines and wasn’t wild camping. The nature along the coastline of the path that they followed sounded beautiful and dramatic.

Later I read elsewhere that some of the circumstances that led the author on this journey were sort of misrepresented, allegations of theft and hidden resources, and medical conditions not being as clearly diagnosed. While these issues are in dispute for me the journey itself was what attracted me to the book and these issues didn’t really change the events in this book. But I can understand if some readers might lose trust.

It was a good book – and it made me want to read more travel. For now I am switching gears and reading a thriller – The Doorman by Chris Pavone.

Books: Dungeon Crawler Carl #3 The Dungeon Anarchist’s Cookbook by Matt Dinniman

Somebody online likened this book series to what it would be like to read a video game. Yes and no – at least in the video game you can control outcomes. But this third book in the series is less entertaining than the last two books. The author seems hellbent on making sure every “rule” and trick is properly explained. Sometimes this gets in the way of the fun.

This particular dungeon level starts off interesting – a vast network of train tracks and spooky stations – but requires an author note to urge us not to sweat all the details. It is good advice – I don’t read a book called “Dungeon Crawler Carl” for analysis and logic. I’m just here for the witty comments and cool boss fights.

There are some great plot twists here, and hints about the bigger picture, but there is a lot of grinding in between. If you can get through that I think you’ll enjoy the book.

Next I am reading The Salt Path by Raynor Winn.

Books: Art Work: On the Creative Life by Sally Mann

Although I hadn’t heard of Sally Mann or seen any of her famous photographs, I picked up this book based on a recommendation for her writing skills. This book seems targeted towards artists who are just coming to terms with how to be creative and maybe use those skills to pay the bills. And also, it seems like she expects readers to have at least passing knowledge of her body of work.

I got a lot out of this book – it was interesting to see the practical side of creativity and how things go when that side of a person meets the rough practical side of just getting through life. The recommendation that I got was bang-on, and her writing was really enjoyable. I felt like I was reading the thoughts of someone much younger than in their 70s, full of energy and insight and a self-deprecating sense of humor. This was someone I’m sure that I would like to meet in person.

I’m not planning to get into art for work, but I was curious to see the practical side of things and this book delivered. It would be interesting to contrast the opinions here with other artists, and see where they converge and diverge.

Next I am waiting on some books from the library so I’ll do a little more reading on James Bond after our recent viewing of Moonraker.

Books: The Clockwork Girl by Anna Mazzola

I wanted to like this one, set in a grungy and messy Paris under King Louis, but in the end it was a little over-written with everything ending just about perfectly. All mysteries are explained – every little detail – and so I think the book was lacking a sense of wonder. It needed something special and felt like a lost opportunity.

The setting had great potential – I really liked that through most of the book we were wondering if this was a realistic world or a magical one. The villains of the story were pretty one dimensional, the women are put in tough positions but rise up and show their tormentors that they have more power and ability than expected.

The secret to the central mystery was telegraphed early when one of the main characters dies “off screen” – always a red flag for any readers of mystery. I wish that the resolution could have been handled differently.

Next I am reading Art Work: On the Creative Life by Sally Mann.

Books: We Have Always Lived in the Castle by Shirley Jackson

Ooh, spooky book. But who are the spooky ones and which ones are getting haunted. Things are not so clear in this tale that centers on the daily life of a young girl in a small town.

I like reading books with mystery as well as intelligence – this had a great balance of both. A lot of things are unclear, and despite having a villain appear things were not what they seemed.

There is an overarching message here, maybe about small town life and our responsibilities towards each other, and the way the tale unfolds it gradually becomes more apparent.

Next I am reading The Clockwork Girl by Anna Mazzola.

Books: Open Socrates by Agnes Callard

Some deep thinking this time, with a look at how Socrates approached critical thinking. The book is not really written as a practical guidebook but more as a high level survey of some of Socrates’ “conversations” and what they might mean to us now.

What I really liked about this book was the multiple thought experiments where the author guides you through a mental experiment to illustrate her points in more detail. I also liked how the author didn’t linger too much on historical backgrounds and instead got right down to the deep thoughts.

However I soon realized that this book is delving farther into debates of thought than I had expected, and despite being aimed at the layman I often felt like I was reading an academic work. Which is fine – but books for an academic setting and for a layman’s consumption have different goals and approaches. While this one started easy enough, I found myself less interested in the second half of the book.

Still, there was some great stuff in here. It was fascinating to hear the musings of someone who is paid to think professionally.

Next I am reading We Have Always Lived in the Castle by Shirley Jackson.

Books: Artemis by Andy Weir

I realized that I hadn’t read this one when talking with my mother about Project Hail Mary. I really liked that one and The Martian, so I thought I should go back and check out Artemis.

And it was so-so.

Like the other books we get lots of science and physics, but this is wrapped up in a sort of mystery/heist caper that provided the characters with lots of chances to make witty comments. Unlike the other books it was written from a female main characters point of view, but otherwise pretty much the same.

I guess my problem was that I wasn’t too invested in the fate of the characters. The story was a bit simple (outside of the technical descriptions) and sometimes I wondered if it was written as a young adult book. But then rewashable condoms came up and I guessed not.

Maybe this was created as an airport read that you can get through quickly – and for that I think it accomplished the goal.

The more I think about it, the other two books have strong themes of isolation, while this had much less of that. Maybe that was why I didn’t vibe with this book as much as the others.

Next I am reading Open Socrates by Agnes Callard.

Books: The Magician of Tiger Castle by Louis Sachar

This is the first book for adults by the author of Holes, one of my favorites. I enjoyed both these books as adults – there isn’t really anything too “adult” about this new book except for some themes that might be a little dark. This book captures the whimsical spirit of his other books, and I guess that is what I was looking for.

The author has created a great title character and sort of built the story around him. From an outside view you wouldn’t notice quite how important the magician is in the events that come about. This magician is also unlike others – short, hairless, and prone to smelling bad. He’s got a sharp sense of humor and knows exactly how close he is to falling out of favor.

While I enjoyed this as a quick read, I felt like I wanted a little more depth to it. Sort of like a fairytale everything magically comes together, but I thought it could have been drawn out a bit more so when the twists hit they have a little more impact. But that’s just my opinion, man.

I think there is room for more from this character, although the way it is written I do not expect that more will appear in the future. Still, I hope that the author writes more like this as his storytelling skills are really top-notch.

Next I am reading Artemis by Andy Weir.

Books: Will There Ever Be Another You by Patricia Lockwood

This book really helped me to learn that I do not enjoy reading books with “experimental” writing styles.

Her previous book was not exactly traditional, but it seems like she took chances here that maybe other people will reward her for. Just being confused through five hours of reading gets exhausting, and I wasn’t getting the payoff – hopefully there is indeed a payoff and that people more intelligent than I are enjoying it.

Next I am reading The Magician of Tiger Castle by Louis Sachar.

Joey and Alex Honeymoon Visit

This past weekend we had the pleasure to host Alex and Joey during their honeymoon visit to Japan. We met up with them on Thursday evening at Nishi Akashi station as they arrived from Hiroshima by bullet train. Kuniko met us with the car at the station, so it was easier to drive back with their luggage. I was fighting a cold that came on suddenly – I went to work in the morning healthy and by lunchtime I was totally congested. Fortunately it didn’t hold me back too badly and we could do everything that we had planned.

As it seems to be the custom, we took them to Yutori for yakitori, and the heart and shisomaki seemed to be hits. I was disappointed in the donburi – they cheaped out on the raw egg – boo! But it was nice to catch up with them on the wedding and subsequent party in Hawaii. This was the first time we had to really speak with Joey for longer than a few minutes. He was a fearless eater, which is always good in our books.

We did a little shopping after dinner, went home and played some Boomerang Fu, and then hit the sack.

The next day we switched our plans a little bit based on the conversation in the yakitori and what they wanted to see/do/eat. We headed into Kobe on Friday after they had a chance to sleep in. We started at Steakland for Kobe beef, walked through Chinatown, headed to Kobe Tower at the waterfront and checked out the earthquake memorial. 

During this trip Alex and Joey would sometimes do a little sketching of objects that captured their attention, and it was cool to look over their shoulder and see it develop. Taking the time to really see something, and then capture it on paper is a lot different from snapping a photo with your smartphone. There is a balance there with time, quality and quantity of memories. 

Past the memorial we walked by some murals and it turned out they knew the painter of one of them – small world! From there we headed back to Motomachi and took the train to Nada to do a little sake tasting. We hit the usual suspects – Sakura Masamune, Kiku Masamune, Haku Tsuru, and then did a final snack/tasting at Nadagogosakedokoro, a place that I have been wanting to try.

The place was quiet but the owner was really trying to liven things up, and slowly more customers arrived. We bought some tickets and then exchanged them for snacks or sake, and the food was really good there. Somehow it came out that Joey and Alex were on their honeymoon, and so the guy got out the microphone, poured some free sake all around (Thousand Years Happiness sake), and it was cute when he passed the microphone around for each staff member and customer to say a few words. A couple of executives from the neighboring sake brewery were there enjoying themselves and even they said congratulations. It was really fun.

Not 15 minutes after all of that another couple came in, and somehow it came out that they also were on their honeymoon, visiting from The Netherlands. The owner gave them a free sake to do a toast, but he didn’t swing by to refill our glasses. It was a funny coincidence, though.

Back in Sannomiya we went to a shabu-shabu place that Kuniko had found. The place felt a tiny bit shabby, but the food was not bad. There were a lot of vegetables, and the meat quality was so-so. Our staff was a foreign lady who had trouble delivering food to the wrong table now and then, but she was doing her best. When we left we got some plum candy that Alex liked – she managed to find a couple of bags of it back at Godai near Okubo station. 

We were tired back at home, but with an adapter that I had bought from Amazon we played Mariokart on their Switch 2. It was fun to play, even though I didn’t know the courses it was cool to see it in full 4k splendor.

The next morning there was a long sleep in, during that time Kuniko and I played a lot of Blue Prince. The puzzle game is totally addicting and we made some progress. Eventually we got going, and jumped in the car to head to northern Himeji to see Shoshazan and the temple in the mountains. I hadn’t been in a million years and it was Kuniko’s first time. As usual there was some traffic around Kakogawa, but after that it was easy to get there. We parked and took the rope way up. From the top we walked along the trail to the main buildings, ringing a giant bell on the way. 

The area was not too crowded – I wanted them to experience some temples with fewer people as their next destination was Kyoto. They did some sketching, we took off our shoes to look through the buildings, and even saw some autumn leaves changing colors.

After spending time there we went back down the rope way and drove into Himeji for lunch. Kuniko had found an oden place that had “all you can eat” oden, and it was a cool little place. We ordered some dishes and drinks, and then you took your bowl up and pointed at the oden that you wanted. The staff looked mildly perturbed while they waited for you to pick things out, but that wasn’t our fault – it was their system. I really liked the marinated quail eggs with garlic – wow!

Then we walked to Himeji castle, and since there weren’t too many people we decided to go ahead and climb up. I guess next year they are raising prices so it was a good time to visit. 

After the castle we headed back to the car and then fought through a lot of Saturday night traffic to get home. We dropped off the car and went off to the train station to go back to Akashi. There we dropped off Kuniko’s library book and then went to Sugidama for sushi. While crossing the street some “bad boys” walked the other direction shouting “yo yo yo!”and we were surprised to see them. I’d expect them in Osaka but not necessarily in Akashi city. 

Kuniko was hungry and we went nuts ordering lots of sushi and sashimi. The best was the bonito, but there were many kinds. We drank and talked and I felt like my voice was stating to fade out – I started to worry if I’d be able to teach classes the next week at work. 

Finally we headed back to our place for cocktails, more Mario kart, and had fun. I crashed out a bit early but Kuniko stayed up to party with them. 

The last day (Sunday) was raining pretty hard. Alex and Joey slept in, did their packing and we had an easy breakfast before driving them to Nishi Akashi station. We pointed them to the special rapid train to Kyoto and off they went. 

They were great guests – easy to take care of and super polite. When we came home from taking them to the station they had left a nice thank you note and a little bottle of sake for us – how kind of them! It seems like they may be around during our Christmas visit to Glen Ellen, so maybe we’ll have a chance to see them again this year. 

Australia 2025 – Day 5

We were able to set a late check out, and so we had time for a leisurely breakfast inside the nearby Queen Victoria Building. With our coffee we enjoyed a bagel with smoked salmon and eggs Benedict. The seating was nice, taking up the center aisle of the shopping mall around us. Two Chinese guys needed two tables to handle all the food that they ordered – they ate like starved wolves. 

We stashed our suitcase at the hotel and then went down to the Quay to catch a ferry to Manly. I think I had visited there on a Christmas a long time ago, and so we thought it would be fun to go back. The ride was really nice – good to be out on the water – and we got some great views of the city as we went. 

Upon debarking we walked a short distance to Manly Beach. It wasn’t super sunny but it definitely felt warm, and it looked like the locals were happy about it. There was surfing, volleyball, and plenty of restaurants lining the street facing the ocean. We enjoyed a slow stroll down to the end of the beach and back, and then thought we might have a drink at a restaurant. One place was almost closing but we managed a beer and some bubbles before they shut the door.

For lunch we walked back to the harbor and then around to the east and found a small place that served pretty good crab rolls and calamari. With our drinks it was a little pricey though – maybe we were paying for the ocean view. It was a peaceful meal, contemplating the long flight ahead of us back to Japan and to work.

After riding the ferry back we decided to go ahead and get our suitcase and Uber to the airport. We had hoped to use the train service but it was completely closed while we were there – something unthinkable in Japan. Maybe next time it will be open and we can try again.

At the airport we were able to check in and go through security and immigration fairly quickly. We were searching for fish and chips and finally found it at an Italian restaurant near our gate. I also ordered a hamburger, and it was a struggle to get all that fried food down. I guess my stomach was switching back from vacation mode.

Before we knew it, it was time to board and we sat in the back center of the plane. I was hoping to get some sleep like our incoming flight, but unfortunately one child started shrieking as soon as they dimmed the lights. It took more than an hour to calm him down, and I didn’t really sleep well after that. But other than that slight hiccup it was fine. 

We transferred through Haneda airport with a weird “customs>immigration>customs again” system. The Japanese customs systems is always confusing and disorganized – even the staff don’t seem to know how it works at any given moment. Kuniko was visibly frustrated with the staff and I couldn’t blame her. 

It was an easy flight back to Osaka, and then we caught a bus and a train back to our place, arriving home about 10 am on Monday. It was a great trip – now we have to get ready to host another wedding couple next weekend!

Australia 2025 – Day 4

We said our goodbyes to Brenda and then Steve drove us all into Sydney. We dropped off Alyssa at the airport for her flight, and Adrian was going to catch a bus from there to Canberra. We said goodbye at the airport but we’d see her soon enough back in Kobe.

Then Steve drove us on to the Swissotel in downtown Sydney. We had originally made a reservation at the Paradox hotel, but he really wanted to put us up and he had points available on his account. The tricky part was that he had to check in himself and then go on and leave us the room. There was a little bit of subterfuge – I had expected him to go with the gay couple route but he diverged a little into describing a business partner situation – I don’t think the check-in staff really cared. 

But anyway, after getting us set up he took off, and thanks to Steve and Brenda we could enjoy a little time on our own before heading back to Japan. 

We started with a big breakfast near the hotel. It had been a really long time since I had been in downtown Sydney, so it was like exploring a new place for us. We hit a lot of the landmarks, slowly approaching the Circular Quay, and then walking past the Opera House and enjoying the views of bridge. I was looking for cheap sunglasses but never did find a good pair. We stopped in for a drink when the rain started coming down, and while we sat at our table a colorful parrot flew down, slowly walked to the cup of sugar packets on our table, made a withdrawal, and then flew off. WTF?

We went back into town later once our room was ready, and it was a really large corner room, big windows, and a balcony with a nice view of the city. Thanks, Steve!

In the afternoon we did a wine tasting at a local wine bar. Kuniko did a sparkling wine tasting of wines from Arras, and I did a four wine flight from Handpicked. We really liked the Arras Blanc de Blancs 2015 and Arras Grand Vintage 2015. Of my wines I liked the Handpicked Grenache and Pinot Noir – vintages not given. The tasting was fun – we had comfortable seats and could relax and enjoy lots of free time.

We walked around the city some more, the sun was out now and our reservation for dinner was coming up. We walked to the Opera House, I didn’t remember so many bars and restaurants lining the approach (down one floor from the main thoroughfare). We walked completely around the Opera House itself, then to our dinner restaurant Midden. 

We could sit outside and watch the sun slowly set over the Harbor Bridge, and enjoy wine and a big grazing plate of Australian nibbles – emu, crocodile skewers, cheeses and nuts, breads and spreads. We had a sudden attack from a bold seagull going after the meat on our plate, but it flew off before getting anything – we had to keep alert. For entrees we had a kangaroo filet and some barramundi. The kangaroo was one of the best meat dishes I’ve had all year – almost raw in the middle and flavorful without being gamy. The barramundi was also delicious – and they went great with some local wines. 

We got to talking with our waitress, who was a Thai lady who wants to visit Japan in the future. She sounded super excited about it and was just saving money to get it done. 

After dinner we walked the Quay, around to the other side to see what was there. It turns out there was a big Halloween event going on, with tons of tourists and locals dressed up and partying. There were a surprising amount of Asian people there in cosplay outfits – something I hadn’t expected. We had some Hoky Poky ice cream from 31 Flavors, recreated a photo from our history, and then finally headed back to our hotel.

We had a cocktail at the bar for a nightcap, and Kuniko’s “signature” cocktail was really weird. It was called a Setouchi Inland Cocktail, which is kind of where we live. It tasted of konbu, served with a side of fried nori, and seemed more like a medicinal remedy than something you’d drink for fun. The bartender was wearing the same glasses I wore in junior high school  and I think he was a little bummed we didn’t enjoy it more. 

Then it was off to bed – our last chance to be horizontal for a long time.