In about 2 hours, the bus pulls up just outside The Bearmonte Hotel on the slope of Mt. Asahidake.
They lead to my bed. You can by guess where the bathroom is. I could have complained and asked to be downgraded to a smaller room. Not my style.
There’s no place to eat up here. So everyone eats at the hotel.
I wore my green and beige jammies to dinner as well. Suddenly taken very weary
Night night.