oshima story (11)

I had a butterfly in my stomach. It was chilly and a light rain when I arrived at an airport in Bonn at night. The exhibition would start from the middle of January for ten days, but I hoped it should be open in  the spring or the summer which's comfortable for foreigners if possible. From the airport I took a bus bound for the destination to the accommodation I have already reserved. I could see a bunch of building silhouettes  which was been reflecting weirdly by the rain, and naughty rain fell on my shoulder even through a little gap of the window.

After a while, we had got there. Before checking in, I would like to have a dinner at the Italian restraunt near by. Since when I have preferred the Italian dishes to Japanese ones. I ordered the local wine firstly, that actually complemented the pizza. It's my cup of tea!

Tomorrow is the day when I would start to ....