We went out to get a quick bite to eat last night at a local diner.
The owner's 9 year old son, K-kun, was there hanging out. He saw our boys. They hit it off, because they all speak the universal language.
What language is that?
Next time you're in a foreign country, you should try it. It breaks down all diplomatic barriers.
Hugo also settled in to a classic Japanese meal...sitting at the bar by the window, accompanied by a thick manga book. What kills me is how fast he learned that the books get turned "backwards" (i.e., right to left)