Institutionalized Koala Ramblings

Admit it. Few things are cuter than baby koalas. http://www.zooborns.typepad.com/zooborns/koala/

We’ve received a second ransom note. The Blue Nose Bandit is ARMED and dangerous.

Today was filled with cherry blossoms and food. As always. I never get to go out of the bag when they’re walking around.


It’s amazing how many people gather in the park for picnics under the cherry trees!

It’s been a while since I’ve been able to perch on a branch and relax.

Don’t they realize that I’m too masculine to pose with a big pink flower??

I tried to make my escape through some bushes, but alas, was unsuccessful.

They went to Harajuku and I missed all the fun, of course. I did get to go out in Yokohama when they stopped to eat.

There I am getting water.

Why hello there, you strange creature. I don’t envy your fate.

A few hours later, I got watered again at some other restaurant. They sure eat a lot.


Do you see how miserable I feel being forced to pose with this odd vitamin drink?

Humans eat the weirdest things. It’s still mostly raw!!

I’ll post about Kyoto soon. And Korea after that!

The female put me in her purse, as if I’m one of those spoiled midget dogs that people consider so fashionable to tote around. The plane was delayed, but that didn’t dampen my excitement. The female read some modern Russian history book, on account of the many wars and revolutions that made it interesting. I stayed squished in the bag. Ugh.  


On the plane, I was squished between the female and this corpulent mass of a man who spilled over into her seat. Humans are odd creatures. If a koala ever got that fat, he would be unable to cling to the trees and would be snuffed out by predators who are more fit. Humans don’t have to worry about that. Well, this human had to worry about how he’d wedge himself in the tiny seat and how he’d squeeze himself out, I suppose.  

 I slept most of the flight, so there aren’t many pictures, but I did manage to wake up and get a picture of myself when we landed.

Narita airport smells faintly of smoke in the lobby area. The female finally let me out so I could stretch my legs for a bit. We ventured outside briefly and ducked back in immediately because the cigarette smoke was so overpowering. Aside from that, the airport is really nice and clean. And there’s lots of vending machines!!

Grace came to pick us up and I was forced to pose with her. I did not appreciate her look of disgust. That’s just rude.

Grace led us to the Narita express, because some accident had closed down the train that she usually took. We stopped for a vending machine treat (hot green tea!)


Then we got on the train where the humans looked through magazines with photos of really good food and then there was one unsavory picture.

And then they took me out for dinner, but they were too busy paying attention to the food to take pictures of me in the really oddly (as in really unexpected body parts) decorated restaurant, aside from this.

And that’s all I have for today!

Hm. I need to get out more.