After I checked in last night (Toyoko Inn in downtown Kyoto), I went out in the rain to look for food. I stopped in one of those sushi places where the food’s on a conveyer belt and you just grab what you want as it goes by. Sort of like a Japanese tapas bar. After eating nearly nothing all day, I had eleven plates of sushi, plus some ice cream and tea. Most notable: horsemeat. It wasn’t bad, but didn’t merit seconds. Also, California roll is still called California roll, even in Japan. They just write it in katakana.