I know the mid to late twenties are often when people stop caring about their birthday, but on turning 26, I was determined to make it special.
I stubbornly refuse to lose that glimmer of excitement because, I mean, the world is negative enough as it is without ruining birthdays too. The actual day was pretty normal and apart from a phone call to my twin sister, it could’ve passed for any random day. But exactly a week later is when I could properly celebrate.
I’d booked a trip as a present to myself but because my birthday was the day after I finished work for the summer, I thought it would’ve been too tight a squeeze to catch the bus the night before. Taking hostel availability into account, I shifted it back a week, and I was anticipating it eagerly. Continue reading “Osaka (A Birthday Adventure in Kansai)”