Tuesday 13 October 2015

Lake Toya


 We have been going here quite a bit of late. It seems to be our default destination whenever we decide upon an impromptu day out from Muroran. We were there yesterday amid some very blustery, changeable autumn weather. Almost Irish it was. The Lake is graced with some relaxing, simple cafes (menus are limited, service is slow, views are contemplated) which get by on atmosphere rather than he definitive Italian short espresso. We were out for a stroll by the lake in the falling light, distant showers drifting across the still water when we were treated to this.


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