Sep 6, 2024
Adventuring Garb
One day of our Osaka trip was allocated to having an adventure walking around the town. This is something that I've been fighting for with our family vacations for a while. My husband prefers the go go mentality of seeing all the best things and all of that, but one of our reasons for going to Osaka is that, despite having lived in Japan for as long as I have, I've never seen the city. We went through the city once when we were dating to go to Universal Studios Japan, and that is all.
The delicious culprit
For me to get to actually get a feel for the city, I need to have a little bit of time, walking through it, so we made a day of exploring the city.
In preparations for this, I made a lot of plans and thoughts about what exactly I should wear and it seemed to me that the best thing to wear on an adventuring day is a shirt celebrating my favorite gold-rank adventuring team, The Horns of Hammerad from the Wandering Inn.
So this is what I wore. There are a lot of departures from my normal outfits in this, first being the skirt. I almost never wear skirts because I tend to sit like a cellist since I played cello for 10 years.
I don't like trying to force my legs to stay together when I sit down, but I countered that by wearing colorful knee-length underneath the skirt, so I can still sit however and have some level of modesty. This was also super helpful with chafing. My shorts from the previous day had drifted downward enough to cause chun-rub so bad that it bled. Having thick tights over that really helped it heal up.
The second big departure from my norm is the usage of so much white. I tend to be messy, so it was kind of a running bet for how long it would take me to get a splotch of something awful on this skirt.
Surprisingly, we went through most of the day without any trouble. We went and saw the large signboard of the Glico running man, and walked through every one of the arcades. We even got up to Osaka Tower and went up to the lower most of the top levels and looked out over the city in every direction.
Then we stopped to have a little bit of a pick-me-up by the tower, and that's where it finally happened.
The delicious culprit A chunk of apple flung itself from my mixed fruit parfait and landed on my skirt and you might be thinking: Why is it green? The Apple wasn't green, of course, but it was sitting in Melon soda, so it brought that color with it. The stain came out perfectly fine later and honestly, we were so close to the end of our day that it didn't bother me that much to have a random green stain on my skirt.
The splotch.
To my displeasure, no one asked me about my shirt at all. Oh well.
Someone did ask me about my Mensa cap though, and that was unexpected, but a story for another post
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