It was a grey and chilly afternoon. The mountains were shrouded in fog. Despite the drizzle I took a walk down the Mizuki Shigeru road. There he was, just around the corner. Kitaro agreed to take a picture with me.
It was a grey and chilly afternoon. The mountains were shrouded in fog. Despite the drizzle I took a walk down the Mizuki Shigeru road. There he was, just around the corner. Kitaro agreed to take a picture with me.