So far, my visit to Japan has been high on nonstop personal experiences (and *appearances*, as we meet and greet so many of Molly's friends and coworkers) but low on fiber encounters. I've timed previous visits to be able to visit several monthly flea markets, which overflow with fabulous used silk kimono, indigo antique futon covers and so many varieties of traditional Japanese patterned cloth, including my particular favorite, sarasa. And on each previous visit, I've also snuck in a stop at the 5 story fabric heaven in Nagoya, Otsukaya. This week, however, I've only had a few fabric moments, too small to mention.
Hopefully that will change today. In an hour, armed with a small map, we'll board a train for a day in Osaka, the main focus being a hunt for a fabric store whose ads in Quilts Japan I have drooled over for 10 years. DH will be joining us, ready at the call to carry bags, if necessary!