Wikipedia tells me that the Japanese festival was inspired by a Chinese story. In Japan, though, it's celebrated by writing wishes on colorful paper and hanging the papers on bamboo trees with ribbon.
We were having an ice cream cone recently when we saw this Tanabata tree.
An older man in work clothes, who was carrying a big can of Sapporo and was clearly a little drunk (but quiet) saw Lucinda and Arno and handed them some paper and a fat black pen so they could participate.
Here's Arno's wish:
And Lucinda's wish. (She's thinking of Kaila, her Seattle friend, whom she'll see in a few weeks.)
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