Tomorrow the winds of tomorrow will blow....

Today has been a day of preparation. 
Preparation for our trip to Kyoto, the cultural capital of our country.
The city every tourist, native as well as foreign, has to see. 
It is spring and sightseeing season and would normally be full of happy people. 
Normally.  But this spring is not normal.
Neither is the purpose of my visit to Kyoto.
I am going to the dentist!  And I am scared. 
Having survived earthquakes and other scares recently,
one should think a visit to the dentist should be a field trip.
It is not. 
Not for me. 
I am more scared of dentists than anything else I can think of.
Actually not the dentists themselves, although I must confess some of them terrify me.
It is what happens to one in that chair that is horrifying . 
The feeling of helpless terror.  The sounds. The needles. 
Why are we created with such frail installations as teeth?! 
Was there no better option available?   
And why do they always create trouble in most inconvenient times?

I have done everything practical to prepare for our 2 hour and 10 minute trip to the cultural capital.
The car is clean and the gasoline tank is brimming full.
The back seats are down and the futons in place.
If I get tired,  I just park the car and crawl to the back and go to sleep . 
Dog food and goodies for the road are stored in a well zipped bag, unavailable for nosey boys.
And water. 
Bottled water from our still non-radioactive water source.

All four of us have had our shower and washed our hair.
We are all fed, watered, walked, brushed and content,
well prepared for the road and new experiences in the capital of culture.

Tomorrow the winds of tomorrow will blow.
明日は明日の風が吹く