This is where we take off our shoes and get ready to enter into our Japanese style home. I think our landlords would have a heart attack and die if we didn't take off our shoes, and I just couldn't do it to them. That and I have a deep rooted fear that the tatami would disintegrate like tissue paper if we put so much as a pointy shoe clad toe on it. You can see our nice long hallway, a Japanese language chart (designed for 3 year olds, how humiliating is that), and my robes hanging way down in our bedroom.
