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I am out of the closet! Report

Until today, I was so far in the closet, I made snowmen in Narnia.

But today my sister has found out that I’m reading m/m romance.

She was searching for a pair of shoes in my room and, looking at my nightstand, she has seen the cover of Without Reservations. As you can see here the cover isn’t nothing special or particularly hot, but it isn’t something that you usually find on a cover. I wasn’t in the room, so I don’t know if she has read some pages or just the abstract you can find at the end of a book, but she came running to me (and she isn’t a child, she is near 30 years old) screaming and laughing:

“But mummy knows you reading a gay book?”

“Of course” 

“And what she thinks about it?”

“That I am a perverted person and I need some serious and high specialised help”

“But, are you a lesbian?”

“No, I’m not, why are you asking?”

“Well, you have a gay book…”

She laughed again and than put her coat on and left the house to go out with her friends.

She probably didn’t say anything more because she was late for her appointment, but I’m sure that when she will come back, we will have a very veryyyy long conversation about my book taste, where we can confirm again that I am a shame of my family, the crazy daughter good just to read freak book and Japanese comics and, of course, all this thing will be use to blackmail me.

The true is, dear sister, that, of course our mother doesn’t know: first above all, until two minutes ago, you yourself doesn’t know m/m romance existed, so I don’t think a middle age woman who lives in a bigot country like ours can image something like that.

Plus, I have ordered it on line and I have used my money.

Plus I haven’t one gay book, I have actually more than one and other several yaoi novels and manga, but they are hidden in my bookcase, where, I’m sure, you are going to play treasure hunt.

Plus, you were in MY room. Why you have to look in my nightstand? You know the meaning of privacy? As far as I remember, if I have to go to your room, I am not allowed to look around, I have just to pick what I need, than turn and go away. Why aren’t you do the same thing?

Last, but not least, why reading m/m books make you think I’m a lesbian? In our bookcase we have Yukio Mishima and Fannie Flagg: I know, different genre, but that make you and our mother a lesbian too and our father a gay? If I read “The Silence of the Lamb” you think I will star to kill and eat people?

So, no more Narnia for me, welcome to real word.

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Japan - Japan Report

August 7

We get up early to catch the train that will take us to and from there bus to Odawara Hakone, famous tourist destination because of its proximity Mount Fuji, for its hot springs and Lake Ashi.

Two words on Japanese trains: It's time to say the least, it is more appropriate to say that you can set the clock.
Not only on the quay, by land, There are signs that indicate where it will stop the car number X, head or tail, just where the doors will open. This is for all trains, not only the Shinkansen. And the best part is that you really stop there! In short, as in Italy.

The interior is spartan but spacious "between you and the seat in front of you there safely is a suitcase. The controllers in the train just very typical: uniform and white gloves. Not only that: when entering the carriage, bowing. But the great thing is that when they get to the bottom of the carriage, and then you give away, turn around, we re-bow, and if they go. And that every time they enter a coach, we also spent twenty times.
Of Racing, the doors open by themselves, the Star Trek. Well, again, as in Italy, where the doors are open, giving the Tironi with all the force of my wretched Armstrong.

arrive at Odawara, we seek a coin locker to put your bags: it was written that on the website of the buses from there go to Hakone not have room to pack up: there are many, but no one is able to keep our huge luggage. Came a little man, who was also divided and white gloves, which beckons us to follow him and leads us to the last two coin locker sized to fit our needs. Ultimately, again, as in Italy where there are no men, if there are signs to follow and you do it because they want to take you to a secluded spot to snatch, at best, and those few that were coin locker , at least in the stations that I frequent, after September 11 were finally removed for security reasons.

take our bus, but this time the map came from is clear and we had no trouble finding our destination.

L ' hotel was nice and definitely cleaner than the one in Tokyo, especially not to be neglected, since that there was no bathroom, but only on the same floor. It was also equipped with a uniquely Japanese hot spring in it, to be booked for free.
Obviously we did not miss the chance and we immediately booked our half-hour for the evening.

Put down your bags and go out to go to our destination: Lake Ashi. The guide is written that you can take a boat and take a tour of the lake and, once dropped, take the cable car to admire Mount Fuji. Cute, we think, let's do it! I never imagined to find myself in front of a ship like this:

Perhaps the photo does not perform well, but it was a classic pirate ship model Gardaland, pacchianissima XD Of course there had to be inside the busts of buccaneers and pirates in various poses, all of which cling to take pictures. Could we not avoid? Obviously NO XD

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Once across the lake, we decided to make a break to eat our bento bought at the station, sitting down on a bench. To the kind reader called Tania, whom I greet with her hand, who lack the cultural references giappici, should go here or here to get an idea of what the bento. What

easier said than done: in fact it drew a wind chill that 1) I blew my hair everywhere could do harm, from bento, my mouth, catch on sticks, 2) being cold, had numbed my little hands, cold even in August, inhibiting my movements, and then on the grasping chopsticks.

Small note: We were not the only ones to have lunch enjoying the view of the lake, there were also families, couples and a lone rider. At one point, the rider walked away to fetch a drink leaving helmet, jacket and backpack close to the chain. For us this would be unworkable and incomprehensible. Instead there is the practice: no one touches anything, petty crime is virtually nonexistent. If you, girl, never walk alone down the street, and I mean NEVER, be bothered by idiots who will apostrophe with assorted vulgarity in assorted languages, perhaps making you not quite elegant gestures, or that they turn to look at her butt. At the station there are knots of people obviously suspicious asking you if you have a cigarette or some money because they must buy the ticket and have forgotten his wallet. By metro you do not have to tattoo the bag under his arm for fear of being mugged or pick pockets. Just like in Italy.

back to us, now we had finished the bento when a middle-aged lady, who was eating a couple of more benches in there with his family, comes to us saying: "Mikan, Mikan," we put 2 frozen orange ball in his hand and went away in less than 15 seconds.

My traveling companions are basite not understand what gave us the lady, but my cultural background of anime and manga I can help ^ ^ 0 are mandarins (in Japanese mikan) frozen peeled. In Japan, fruit and vegetables cost a lot: I have seen individual fish for sale at € 5, then the lady we had done a really regalone. Indeed, the mandarins are frozen in many supermarkets, a bit 'as we asparagus.

The problem was eating, not only were frozen, and then you could not divide them into segments unless you have a chisel, but, not having the skin, as they melted, there impataccavano hands and clothes. In addition, it was so cold Executioner, then eat them was really an XD

Finished chip incisors with mandarin frozen, we headed to the cable car. Beautiful, beautiful, beautiful but there was one little problem: time. Not only was cold, but on Mount Fuji hardly ever shines the sun, but there is always fog! But how, again? I was thinking of leaving it in the Po valley, and find me here too!?!?
In addition, being a volcano, there were several sulfur mines that, with their smoke does not help the vision of the landscape. Explicit Photos:
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At the top, or beginning to climb the mountain on foot, or going back. Obviously, given the hour, the weather and our lack of equipment, we go back, always with the cable car, we took the Pacchin ship and we returned to the village.

Here we stopped at a supermarket to buy dinner, so the usual bento, but not all. Sabina wanted to munch on something, then chips.

Easier said than done: there are the fries, but they have strange tastes ... for example there is the seaweed, with bits of seaweed in the chips. The only bag that appeared normal had a nice cow pictured on the package style manga. What a cute, we thought, will be the brand's logo, it is impossible to make the fries taste of beef, we were wrong ... XD I do not know if they were truly flavored with beef, but had a faint taste of nut soup was extremely salty ... as a crunchy nut made into thin slices, never tasted crisps most disgusting, perhaps only the vinegar made in England compare XD

Pondering whether or not the taste buds in the Japanese population, we return to the hotel, where the magnificence on the futon and wait for our turn to spas.

Obviously, being in Japan, before you wash out the tub and then enter the same. The water came directly from the source and do not know which was slightly sulfur and had a rather high temperature. The pool was very deep, from my back seat did not come out of the water. Soooooo relaxing, but also exhausting. After 25 minutes we had to leave, began circled his head.

back room, we looked a bit 'of TV and then sleep.

August 8

We planned to spend the morning at a spa where you could do in the bathroom in red wine, spaghetti and even in the XD
Unfortunately, it turned around, as my traveling companions were ailing due to female problems.

So, given good weather, we tried again to see if Mount Fuji was more willing to show. NO.
good weather, in fact from the cable car we were able to see the lake by boat in the distance
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but in the middle of cable car the fog returned. Fortuna infamous!

This time we used to get a rack railway that passed through breaches made in the mountain just to get through a wire, surrounded by huge trees hydrangeas. A wonder!

arrive, take the bus that will take us to the train station where, retrieved their luggage, take the train that brings us to our next destination: Kyoto.

The journey was long and we spent the afternoon train. Not only that this time finding the hotel was more difficult than expected, given that Kyoto is located in the hottest region of all Japan: We arrived at 18:30 at night but there were 40 degrees and a humidity of 120%. There is normal that the temperature is like the one we had in the summer of 2003. Not to mention that Kyoto is infested with mosquitoes in comparison with which the mosquitoes are lambs: they make you very hard that the bumps are gone after only one month O__O
We wandered nearly 40 minutes, with suitcases below and chased by mosquitoes before get here

really cute hotel with private bathroom and clean, even the common rooms! Also in the living room were scattered guides, newspapers in English and Japanese, suggested itineraries, festivals and feasts months in the city, metro and bus timetables and even a table with the weather. It was even available wi-fi access for those who had a computer at all! Really organized.

now it was night, so we just take a ride to Kyoto Station: one of the wonders of modern architecture. Designed by Japanese architect Hiroshi Hara is the highest expression of the pioneering theories of the latter, he wrote of future cities made of interconnected skyscrapers. Indeed, the construction is very high, with squares on each floor, with shops, gardens, shopping malls and there are suspension bridges, on which it is liable to pass between the structures. To get an idea you should insert the words "Kyoto Station" on google images and do a little research. The words do not make it at all.

In one of these squares we met three girls holding the dollfies dolls, which by chance had seen pictures on the net. Now, it seems that these dolls Where's My Car, highly articulated, highly customizable, all heights, color of skin, eyes and hair (small guide here ) and extremely expensive (eg here) are the latest trend in terms of fashon accessories. But the girls (note: girls, not girls) are not limited a dressing, etc ... there are also photos for picture stories that then bring on line. Do not believe us? Example
And here I was also lucky to find this site: Most of those I found only allow entry to members. It sounds like a sect
XD Maybe because this site is free access, the dolls are not so nice, neat and equipped like the ones I've seen around, but just to get an idea I would say that is ok.

However, after seeing this glimpse of Japanese life as a teenager, we went back to the hotel and went to sleep.

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third party - part

Yesterday, ten days after the exact order, are the books I ordered arrived with bookdepository
All perfect * __ *! I recommend this site: the books cost less than on IBS and there are no shipping costs.
The small flaw is that, unlike in Italian site, not using a courier, you can not see where the parcel and this is, especially if you use the post office in our country, can be a problem.
Thanking the patron saint of the books, my package has not lost in the labyrinthine maze of quibbles post and now I am enjoying my books, including werewolves, mysteries, and of course, boy's love XD But now

pass the second part of the story of my trip to Japan, or the

August 5 to 6

we woke up at 3:30 ç___ç The time is felt and no discounts! We are still lying in the hopes that Morpheus decides to go even at these latitudes, but nothing. So to kill time talking about, in consultation with the program guide for deciding the following days and so on.
Eventually we leave at 08:00, towards Akihabara district, electronic and otaku.
arrive too early and there's nobody around, but out of the subway station, what I find to greet me? This megaposter Kuroshitsuji announcing the imminent release of the DVD:

How not to love a country like this?
XD But it was not the only one. Currently, the neighborhood was plastered with posters for the release of an anime-themed girl band that I've never seen exactly that:

Yes, I would have preferred to make the photo with Sebastian, but I could not climb in climbing Wandering on a building XD
note that it is only open to us what looks like an electronics store. Okay, we think, take a ride waiting for the other open.
And here we see that we were wrong: yes it was really a shop, but with 8 floors and not just electronics, there were watches, souvenirs, etc..
out of there, all the other stores were open. So we start to wander and our group comes in what looked like a cosplay shop, as there were in costumes of various anime. How nice, how nice, we go to a ride. Well, we were wrong again. Not only because, as the previous store, this one had 8 floors, but because in fact they were so 8-floor, but not how to turn sex shop XD entirely too? XD What we found is that the newest trend in the sexy gadget is tiranarici
XD Unfortunately, access was restricted to women on the top floor as floor dedicated to gay, but I could see interesting things like : the inflatable doll, fake butts and mechanical hand for lovers onanism who do not want to come get tendonitis.
outputs from there go to the mecca dell'otaku: Animate the building of seven floors dedicated to manga, anime, gadgets, drama cd, doujinshi, CDs and so on and so forth. A whole section was devoted to yaoi, including manga, novels and CDs *__*.
The Japanese people at the moment is obsessed with Gintama (we also sell strawberry milk in the series), D Gray Man, Evangelion, a little 'Kuroshitsuji Hetalia and other series and do not know.
Delle Clamp practically nothing. Only manga Tsubasa and XXX Holic (the latter also sell Birthstones: in fact, once you've removed the box clampiana invoice, you have left just one of those stones that Vendean in any market).
I tried the puppets Clamp 3D but I only found those bad series, type nonmiricordoilnome police school, suki suki Dakara, the thief with a thousand faces, etc.. But one thing is
clear: in Italy are thieves. Those Stuffed animals, not even an inch tall human, which here they charge 15 € , there are around 600 yen (about € 4.50) if they are expensive.
Another example? These gadgets Kuroshitsuji, pay as high as 9 € nail here, there costs 350 yen (3.60 Euros).
The complete set of these gadgets Lady Oscar I found them in a basket on the floor, between the strategic balance in stuff that nobody wants to 1000 yen (about 7.50 €).
Yaoi? Only manga, novels and CDs and that's it. Now, I understand that for those who know Japanese, a shelf 15 feet long this can only be heaven, but for the foreign media fangirl who knows the most English I can assure you it is quite frustrating.
Of all the gadgets that were advertised here, I found a couple and did not interest me: the pink box, cell stap with the face of the panda and the shapes of pink panda san and Suzuki. Sucks ç___ç
Other gadgets were shitajiki for quadernini yaoi series I did not know.
The only thing I saw and I wanted to take home were huge posters advertising the new series of Yamato Nase and Viewfinder.

In the afternoon we went to Harajuku,

fashion street, where an alternate store lolita type clothing and a gothic type.
The great thing about Japan is that you can dress as you like and nobody looks at you wrong. Example:
guy who quietly made foxtail knot with her friends: O

this dress a cat-demon:

The area is very picturesque, but anyone who knows me knows that I do not shop the fashon I could care less. Instead of my two traveling companions, who have spent the afternoon in one store and I sat outside waiting for us ...
The problem was that the sun was setting and we were not even in the middle of the street. So, after deciding to return the next day, take the subway and go back to the hotel, dead tired. This time for dinner I got a bowl of rice with a plate of vegetables and pieces of liver (actually little). This was good, but the problem is that it was not enough nutrient. Little damage, I do not feel hungry when I'm around, but the problem is that my body does not function without energy = do not walk as fast as my traveling companions. But for the moment was not a problem: Tokyo is flat and at the time I had spent half of my time stopping to wait for the shopping-holic.
back to the hotel and collapsed on futon, hoping that the fatigue accumulated during the day he could knock your time zone. Were wrong, at least in part: I woke up at 5:00 and we Silvia, while Sabina continues to sleep the sleep of the righteous. We are hoping to go back to sleep lying down ... to no avail. Finally at 06:30
not take it anymore, I get dressed and decided to go for a ride in one of those supermarkets are open 24 hours on 24 to find something to eat breakfast.
I think that shooting a supermarket give you an idea of the tastes of the country where you are traveling and I must say that I was not disappointed: the thing that surprised me most was the milk: it was difficult to find a normal pack half-liter, normally found only one aromatic. And if some flavors are standard, like coffee and chocolate, others less so, like strawberry, banana or peach. Another strange thing is that the flavored cost less than normal. Another funny thing was to find a chocolate croissant from the melon pan or sandwich with azuki beans, lettuce and tomato sandwiches with by the onigiri. Small note: if you buy a drink, the milk, the cashier give you a straw. If you buy ice cream, they give you a spoon. It's not that you have to ask him, I slipped into the bag, of course, free.
Back Room to 07:00 and with Silvia we get close to the table for breakfast, deciding in the meantime to look a bit 'of TV. We knew that Japanese television is quite different from ours, but not as we suspected ...
Light on channel 1: normal pattern YouTube channel with news, weather, policy programs, etc ... Moving on to channel 2 and do not believe our eyes: a porn O___O and at 7 am O_____O But what was even stranger was that the channel was 3 for children with programs such as the tree Melevisione and blue. But why? Why such channel, which we later discovered porn transmits 24 hours 24 without commercial breaks, including that of the news and one for children? Boh! At the end we opt for a channel that broadcasts local gossip about star (but that too, at 7 am? But why?). After a while
'wakes also Sat, eats, we wash and return to Harajuku. I was hoping to spend only the morning, but I was wrong. We were there all day, they always go shopping, and I always sat on the steps outside to wait = __ =
There was a brief return to the hotel around lunch time to put down the bags. At that juncture, the obasan reappeared to give us a cake with mango west. In practice it was a roll of sponge cake filled with cream with 3 pieces of mango. No big deal, but a cake like that there costs about 30 €.
the evening we packed up, the day after we left for Hakone.