Omi woody arch tour

[imomus]

Spent the weekend amongst delicious wooden architecture in Osaka, Nara and Omi Hachiman, where Henri de Charpentier (a Japanese homosexual dandy with pocketwatch and lorgnette) and Phirip (glitch bracken cake maker and performance artist) conducted their warabimochi sukiya tour, pointing out traditional Japanese wooden buildings as well as colonial-style wooden constructions by anti-property missionary architect William Merrell Vories, who believed that Omi was the centre of the world. The town has certainly become the centre of my August, and I'm becoming convinced that we should all live in wooden houses, make wooden instruments, and soak all day in wooden baths in public bathhouses. A bath made just for one, even a nice deep spilly cedar box-bath, is a prim bourgeois error.

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[encyclops.livejournal.com]

I understand that there's at least one public bathhouse here in San Francisco that's of the variety you're talking about (and not of the variety that keeps condoms and lube in fishbowls every twenty feet or so). I've always wanted to go and experience it but I'm afraid to, because I don't really know how to behave and don't want to look like a stupid pretentious gaijin (at best) or a brazen pervert (at worst). Are my fears foolish, and if so, how should I overcome them?