Rain Soaked My Plans—And My Mood

I landed in Nikko with a list of shrines and a camera that hates water. The rain started before breakfast and didn’t stop. My shoes gave up first, then my optimism. I wandered temple paths alone, umbrella leaking, socks squelching, watching tour groups huddle under awnings. I kept waiting for the weather to clear, for the day to redeem itself. It didn’t. I spent more time in convenience stores than at shrines, warming my hands on canned coffee, pretending I wasn’t disappointed. Sometimes travel is just being wet, tired, and wishing you’d stayed in bed. And that’s okay. Not every day is a highlight reel. #TravelRealityCheck #RainyDayTruths #JapanUnfiltered #Travel