Yesterday we finished up the second day of exam marking in Kyoto. If you think about the actual content of the work it's pretty mind numbing, but it's one chance a year to meet up with people who work in the other departments. And it's a chance to go to Kyoto. Which means a chance to go out in Kyoto after work.
We went to Hill of Tara and drank Killkenny ale and half and half until the live Irish music started to grate on the nerves. It's a really nice pub and if you are into live Irish music and/or very tasty beer then you should check it out .
Then we went and ate ramen in Kiyamachi in probably the foulest smelling room I have ever sat in. I think it was Nagahama Ramen. It was okay. The noodles were good. The chashu was okay. It was a tonkotsu soup but not too heavy. Continued on into the evening and ended up in a bar in Kiyamachi that has a great selection of rock. The master spins requests too. He played Radiohead, which I had heard before but hadn't really paid attention. But something about it totally grabbed me last night. It just seemed to sum up the moment perfectly. It was a really fun night with suprisingly few lingering after effects. It's so hard to believe that in just a few months this is all going to seem to have happened so long ago.