Heading down the stairs towards the Hanzomon line at Shibuya, I hear a voice call "Excuse me?" and I turn.
"Are you, uh, Kristine?" asks a young man with short dark hair.
"Kristen. Yes, that's me," I reply, trying to place this stranger in my cast of characters...I run through all the faces I recall, but no match.
"I recognised you from your weblog."
"Really? Freaky!! Wow."
I am nothing if not utterly cool and collected with a huge vocabulary at my disposal when greeted unexpectedly by fans.
Ben, visiting from Gifu-ken, and his friend Yuki were charming and well-spoken. They brightened an already good day. I hope they enjoyed their evening out.
I wonder if other people recognise me from my weblog but don't shout out. Have you ever seen me on the street and not said hello?
I once saw a woman who looked a lot like you coming out of a Love Hotel with a guy who did not look a lot like your husband. It was dark so I couldn't be sure. I didn't say anything. But the next time, I'll be sure to say hello.
I am amazed at the clarity of your memory! That is exactly how it went. It was very interesting to run into someone previously only known though the flotsam of cyerspace.
I only wish there was someway to make a stunted encounter, such as that one, less awkward. I am sure most people shy away from those situations.
I came across your blog almost a year ago when I was researching about Japan, before moving here. Certainly one of my top five favorites.
It was certainly very cool!
Ha! The exact thing happened to me at the Design Festa. The girl who recognised me had actually written a comment on a blog like, months and months ago. Very weird. Flattering to be told, "I love your blog", but weird nonetheless...
i'm friends with yuki! how rad is thaT!