Man vs wild

I'm getting a little sick of blogging for my mom, but you know how it works. The more cooperative and nice you are to your mom, the more willing she is to buy you soft creams. 

On the way to our hotel we took a short detour (about 3 and a half hours) to a big park called Sumatakyou (Kyou means valley) with a cool rope bridge called Yumeno- Tsuribashi high over a river called Sumata river. Of course when we got there, no body had any idea of where a rope bridge is. So the workers did some research, and after  about thirty minutes we figured out where to go. We got out of the car and left Akemi waiting for us to come back. We started our treacherous hike to the bridge. A man later picked us up and drove us half way and we had to walk again. We got to the bridge and the first thing that caught our eye was not the huge rope bridge but the BEAUTIFUL river. It was solid turquoise. BEAUTIFUL. The river was completely surrounded in huge mountains.  Me, Nana, and Mai breezed through it twice and the second time we went the whole way with no hands. My mom was white knuckled the whole time. She was three yards into the bridge when she decided to go back. I pulled a funny trick on her and bounced the bridge. Hahaha she was so mad. We walked back and got some soft cream and Akemi told us we still have three hours to our hotel. Oh boy. 

-michael