holy camole

this is the way of the world. Sixteen tambor tapping honeys knocking a steady beat with their wooden shoes on the beautifully laquered floor. This is Japan now, as I write they begin to up the tempo. One of the girls kicks off her shoes and makes a perfect z slide across the floor, all the while keeping the steady pulse of the tambor bells shaking. Now it is turn for the other girlsto follow, one by one theykick off their shoes and slide their delicious honey forms across the floor...Now I am the only one left in the line, running a wooden stick up and down the crocodile grooves. I too take a short run and slide towards the onsen.