For some reason Bob Dylan’s Boots of Spanish Leather keeps playing through my mind. Now, I’m far away from Spain but I can’t stop thinking of that song.

I often wish I were in Spain. I can only speak a few words of Japanese, but surely after six years of Spanish I can come with up a little more than “Orange, please!” I keep trying to speak to Japanese people and I know English is not the option. So my mind searches for words that are “NOT ENGLISH.” Unfortunately my “NOT ENGLISH” space is occupied by Spanish words and that is even more worthless than English in this country.

Spain is a very romantic country to travel to, just listen to Boots of Spanish Leather. Don’t you just dream of whisking yourself off to Spain right now? There are no dreamy songs referencing Japan, just silly ones. Domo arregato, Mr. Roboto? Please. (more…)