A blog by Maddie Brady

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The Official Toast Guide to Madison, Wisconsin

The Official Toast Guide to Madison, Wisconsin

Best Brunch Heritage Tavern – My go to for a proper brunch. They have a variety of Benedict’s, breakfast cocktails, and really good sides so there’s something for everyone. Where I take my parents and out-of-towners when they come to visit. Get the Heritage Tavern […]

San Francisco Recap + Why I’m Taking More Friends’ Trips

San Francisco Recap + Why I’m Taking More Friends’ Trips

In the midst of all of the craziness of moving and coming back to Chicago, I treated myself to a little vacation time. I spent a long weekend in San Francisco with some of my oldest friends, Haley and Megan, and we did a whole […]

My Trip to Japan: Nara and Tokyo

My Trip to Japan: Nara and Tokyo

As much as I want to keep living vicariously through my photos of Japan, this is my last post! This was honestly the trip of a lifetime and it has been such a joy going back through my pictures and reading my journals from it. I don’t know if I’ve mentioned, but I was actually really nervous to go on this trip – this was the furthest I’d ever travelled on my own, my first trip to Asia, and only the second time I’d travelled alone in a country where I didn’t speak the language. But I knew it would be such an incredible experience and I was ecstatic to see my best friend from college, Betsy, after such a long time.

Anyway, enough exposition – today I’ll be sharing the last several days from my trip including a brief trip to Nara (home of the bowing deer) and our weekend in Tokyo. This may be the longest post I’ve ever put together – so make yourself a cup of coffee and buckle up!

Day Five – Onsen Day

After the last few days of walking and drinking, we decided to take it slow and head to the onsen for the day. An onsen is a traditional Japanese hot bath and there are hotels that specialize in having some sweet onsen facilities. We grabbed lunch at one of Betsy’s favorite local places in Otsu, where the owners were super sweet and we had the whole place to ourselves. It was humid and rainy and felt like the perfect day to hang out and relax.

I was a little nervous about going to the onsen because there’s a lot of etiquette to follow, but luckily I had Betsy to guide me. She got us through the paperwork and actually to the onsen itself, which I already couldn’t have done, and then walked me through when to take off my shoes, how to appropriately wash up before going into the pools, and what each of the pools were designed for. You go into the baths naked, in case you were wondering, so I advise doing this with people you’re already pretty comfortable with (luckily, Bryn Mawr prepared us pretty well for this whole thing lol).

There were a few different bath rooms we did throughout the day. The first room had one big hot bath with an indoor and outdoor portion. It’s essentially a big hot tub, but without the jets. The second room had a variety of pools with different healing properties. There were pools that helped with your skin or circulation, there was a walking pool that massaged your feet, and another with a slight electric current running through it (this was the craziest one!). The third bath (pictured at the top) had an incredible view of Lake Biwa and we had the entire place to ourselves. 🙌 Best place ever for having life chats with your bestie, I’d say.

Day Six – Nara and Betsy’s School

The next day, I struck out on my own again for Nara, a town south of Kyoto famed for it’s incredibly tame deer population. It takes a few trains and a bus to get there (so give yourself time), but you’ll know once you’ve made it. Deer are literally roaming the sidewalks like pedestrians. You can buy cookies to feed them, but even without food they come right up to you.

I’ve gotta say – the deer are cute, but also kind of awful. They follow you around, sort of pummel you with their antlers, and can bite if you’re not careful. I didn’t even bother buying cookies because I didn’t want them all over me. Still, I’m glad I went because it was sort of surreal being so close to animals like this and I got my #deerselfie.

After my dances with deer experience, I raced back to Otsu to spend the rest of the afternoon with Betsy’s students! I have to say, if you ever want to feel famous/special for doing absolutely nothing, be a 20-something white girl from Chicago in a small Japanese town. I got to meet Betsy’s English Club students and it was hands-down the best part of this entire trip. Her students were so sweet and it was awesome to see how amazing Betsy is at her job. She is totally on their level and is so present and joyful with them. I’ve never been good with kids and teaching makes me nervous, so it was incredible to see her at such ease with them.

The first part of class the kids asked me questions about Chicago, what I eat, what my hobbies are, and the question on every 16-year-old’s mind: do I have a boyfriend lol. Then they prepared short presentations for me in English about different parts of Japanese culture. I learned about Japanese festivals, local kinds of artwork, and traditional stories (like Hatsuyume: where it’s good luck if you dream about Mt. Fuji, a hawk, or an eggplant on the night of January 1 – drawing below). I got to keep their artwork and I seriously treasure them. Below are a few of my favorite drawings from that class and some Dos and Don’ts that another one of Betsy’s classes put together for me.

A drawing of Hatsuyume.

A picture of their fireworks, which really do include animated characters. Plus, a little person with a camera because I told them I do photography as a hobby. 😊

Some things not to do in Japan – eat too much wasabi lol and make loud sounds while drinking. Other donts included: tipping, talking too loudly at dinner or on trains, and putting sushi back that you’ve picked up at conveyor belt sushi restaurants.

Some dos: bowing to your boss, giving up your seat to older people and pregnant women on trains (there was a lot of train etiquette), and enjoying my trip! So cute!

Days Seven, Eight, and Nine – Tokyo

The next morning we headed out on the Shinkansen to spend the weekend in Tokyo! We found a good hotel last minute near a big train station and set off for a weekend of exploring. Honestly, the weekend was kind of a blur – we packed in so much in so little time – but here are some of the highlights.

After checking into our hotel, we searched the area for somewhere to grab lunch. We ended up at this little ramen place that was literally in an alley, but the line was out the door which seemed promising. When we finally got into the restaurant, everyone was crying and had a pile of used tissues next to their enormous bowl of ramen – this place was not fucking around. I’m not usually a fan of super spicy food, but it seemed like the thing to get so I ordered one of the milder options (note the crazy amount of chili peppers on the menu below). I was a teary, snotty mess but it was seriously delicious.

After lunch, we took the train to Harajuku for some shopping and to find a Purikura photo booth, sort of the original snapchat pretty filter on steroids (results below). As a fashion lover, I’ve always wanted to visit Harajuku and see the girls’ fun, over the top style. We went into so many cool shops and tried on some crazy pieces. It was also funny to see a lot of vintage American clothes on the racks – things like big 90’s t-shirts from Orlando and remade Levi’s jeans were all over the place and looked 100x cooler on the Japanese girls.

For dinner, we grabbed some Tonkatsu (deep fried breaded pork cutlets) and picked up a few Strong Zeros to drink before going out on the town. To be honest, we were pretty dead by this point in the week. I was still getting over the jet lag (14 hours is rough) and Betsy had worked and been hostess with the mostest to me all week. But it was Saturday night and our only night together in Tokyo and we were going to make the most of it, damn it! We straight up rallied and took one of the last trains of the night to Shibuya, where a lot of the clubs and nightlife is in Tokyo.

Our plan was to hit up a club called Womb (for obvious reasons), but since the trains stop pretty early we wanted to kill some time before walking over there. So we grabbed a few cans of beer from a convenient store and sat on the curb in busy downtown Shibuya for a few minutes just to hang out. And before we knew it, we were out at an Izakaya with a Japanese reporter and a diplomat to China getting ready to sing karaoke until 6 o’clock in the morning. We never made it to Womb and we had the best freaking night ever. If there was ever a case for rallying.

I was content to let the next day pass in the haze of my hangover, but Betsy made sure that I actually saw more of Tokyo than the inside of a bar and got us up for some sightseeing. We walked toward Tokyo tower, stopping at some shrines and parks along the way, and I was surprised at how many peaceful places we found in the one of the most crowded cities in the world. Here are few of my favorite shots from our adventures that day…

That night, Betsy had to head back home and I had to prepare for my 30 hours of travel ahead. It was a tough goodbye after such an amazing week and I know we were both really bummed not knowing when we’d see each other again. I tried to distract myself from the blues by stocking up on some last minute souvenirs and planning my route to the airport, but it felt so weird to be alone in Tokyo. The next morning, my giant suitcase and I took the cramped Tokyo morning commute to Narita and started the long trip back to Madison.

Looking back, I can’t believe I did all of this in a week. I was so nervous about this trip: that it would be so hard, that I would be worried the whole time and not have fun, that Betsy and I wouldn’t get along as well as we used to. But I jumped in and went anyway and, although things were tough and I did have to push myself at times, it was the best decision I’ve made in a long time. I learned that I can always rely on myself, that I have the best friends in the world (literally), and that people can be kind in even the smallest ways.

I’ll end on this last little story: when I was taking the train from Tokyo to Kyoto on my first day, I was absolutely drained. It was the last leg of my journey and I had found out that I’d gotten on the wrong train. It was going in the right direction thankfully, but would take even longer to get there. I was so frustrated that I cried and promptly fell asleep from exhaustion. When I woke up, sitting on my suitcase was a tiny note from the conductor giving me the time we would reach Kyoto and wishing me a nice trip. It was the sweetest, smallest gesture and it meant the world to me in that moment. And that’s what I’ll take away from Japan.

If you want to see more from my trip, check out my other posts from Japan: Fushimi Inari, the Miho Museum, and Heian Shrine and Kyoto.

A Few Snapshots from Colorado

A Few Snapshots from Colorado

Last week I was in Denver for work and got to tack on a weekend in Boulder to visit my dad and stepmom. I don’t travel a lot for work (unlike a lot of people) so it’s nice to be able to make an event […]

My Trip to Japan: Heian Shrine + Kyoto

My Trip to Japan: Heian Shrine + Kyoto

Day Four – Kyoto, Heian Shrine, and Teramachi Street My first full day with Betsy started out with a serious hangover and an incredible lunch. After a night of drinking a boat load of mugi the night before – a potent Japanese liquor – and […]

My Trip to Japan: Fushimi Inari Shrine

My Trip to Japan: Fushimi Inari Shrine

About 2 weeks ago, I went over to visit my best friend from college, Betsy, who has been living and teaching English in Japan for over 3 years. We were inseparable in college (we sometimes got mistaken for a couple) and I hadn’t seen her since she graduated from Bryn Mawr in 2014. She had plans to come visit me in Dublin last summer, but her flight literally got cancelled while she was on the plane. It was tragic, there was lots of crying on both ends, I almost rented a puppy in my grief. But a year later, we finally got it together, prayed for no flight cancellations, and were reunited. Once again, there were tears, but of the good and extremely jet lagged variety.

I spent 6 days in the Kyoto area, where Betsy lives, and 3 days in Tokyo. It was honestly one of the best trips I’ve ever taken for so many reasons: reconnecting with Betsy, traveling to a new place by myself, visiting Asia for the first time, and investing in personal experience instead of material items. I was nervous before I left (and I’m rarely ever a nervous traveler), but I was so proud that I pushed myself and did something amazing.

It took me a little longer to get over the jet lag than I had anticipated (2 full weeks), but here’s my first post from Japan!

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Day One – Madison to Kyoto

So, Japan is far away… I drove from Madison to Chicago O’Hare (park in Lot G, if you’re doing long term btw – $10 a day!) after work. And had my first flight from Chicago to Seoul, South Korea. It’s a 14-hour flight, but by some glorious magic I slept through most of it. Also, I watched Hidden Figures and cried a lot.

I tried to make the flight a little less arduous and make it feel more like part of my vacation because, let’s be honest, how often do we really take 14 hours to be completely unplugged? I read a book (Big Little Lies – review coming soon!), wore cozy wool socks, and pampered my skin a little bit. I also brought snacks I never buy for myself and hydrated like crazy. The whole thing was kind of nice, actually.

Flight two was from Seoul to Tokyo after a 5-hour layover. This was a way shorter flight, only about 2 hours, and I learned that Korean airplane food is superior to American airplane food.

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After landing in Japan, I took the Narita express from the airport into Tokyo itself – the airport is about 1 hour outside of the city – and then I transferred to the Shinkansen, the Japanese bullet train, which took me down to Kyoto. I finally met up with Betsy at the Kyoto train station and we made our final transfer to Ishiyama Station in Otsu, where she lives. Definitely a satisfying reunion.

I’ll be sharing a separate post of my Japan-specific travel tips, but I want to emphasize this one if you’ll be traveling around a bit: get a Japan Rail Pass! Betsy told me about it before I left so I had a chance to order one online and it made train travel sooo much easier while I was there – I just flashed my pass to the conductor at the gate any time I wanted to get on a train. Plus, if you take the Shinkansen twice it essentially pays for itself.

After taking the most incredible feeling shower ever, Betsy and I went into town for some hearty food and cold beer and all was right in the world.

Day Two – Fushimi Inari-taisha

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Since Betsy had to work on my first full day in Japan, I hit the ground running by heading out on my own for Fushimi Inari shrine. An easy train ride from Kyoto station, you walk off the train and are greeted by large red gates and a flurry of tourists. But don’t be deterred, the big groups dissipate as you go further up the mountain and soon you’re gloriously alone in the Japanese forest following miles of these vibrant Toro Gates. There are some places in the world that have felt magical to me, like I’ve been in the presence of something larger than myself, and Fushimi Inari was certainly one of them.

I’m someone who is often moved by beautiful churches and grand artistic gestures, so I guess it’s not a surprise that I felt deeply connected to this place. But a friend of mine, who I would safely categorize as a skeptic, insisted that I visit Fushimi Inari because it is so incredible. Betsy kept talking about how magical Japan feels during the summer and I began to understand why.

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To me, the experience of climbing Fushimi Inari felt a lot like the journey of faith. At first, I was afraid to face this challenge in a strange land by myself. I wasn’t really sure what I’d gotten myself into. I wished someone had come with me. But once I started climbing and the crowds began to dwindle, I found the excitement of going it alone. Row after row of red gates curving up hills in the dappled, afternoon sunlight. It was the Japanese magic Betsy had talked about. Even amongst the crowds you could feel that something with gravity lived here. The route was confusing and several times I thought I had reached the top, but I hadn’t. More people started to turn back to the busy main shrines in the foothills. But I kept pushing, partly out of stubbornness and partly because I felt pulled by something to make to the final shrine at the top.

I reached a few quiet shrines along the way and wow is there something ancient and profound that mingles in this place. Whether it is a spirit or God or centuries of sacredness left by humans, I felt a real fear and humility at the feet of these shrines. I had to push myself to stand at the steps of these temples. I felt strangely curious and deeply complete.

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When I did finally get to the top, it took a literal sign saying “Top of Mountain” for me to believe it because the shrine there looked just like all the others. With that kind of lead up, you expect something magnificent at the top! I hadn’t considered that there might not be some bright shining reward at the end, so I was confused and a little disappointed at first. But then I laughed at myself. It was a total reminder that I needed to open myself up to this trip and I couldn’t have any expectations of what things would be like. It also made me think in a more profound way that we don’t know what’s coming in life – maybe the hard times are rewards in and of themselves, maybe we’ll work hard and there won’t be a prize waiting for us at the end, but we can’t let that stop us from experiencing life. As MyCy would say, it’s the climb.

I cried after I reached the top. Alone in the middle of the Japanese forest surrounded by miles of magical wooden gates. Jet lagged and exhausted and overwhelmed. But after months of working in a windowless office looking at a computer screen, I was just happy to be experiencing the world.

I made my way back down to the foothills in what seemed like minutes and took the train back to Ishiyama to meet up with Betsy for dinner. We sat at her kitchen table drinking cans of cold beer I bought at the convenient store in the thick heat and chatted about her students and my adventure and religion and family. It felt like 3 years had never passed, like I hoped it would.

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That night we went into Kyoto for ramen, which tasted incredible after a long day of hiking. We ate gyoza and fatty broth, slurped noodles, and watched the men in the kitchen greet folks as they came and went. The jet lag was really starting to get me, though, and my calves ached from my day of walking. I was ready to pass out as soon as we got home, all warm and sleepy, and I knew I had to sleep well because tomorrow was Betsy’s birthday! Stay tuned for mile high museums, giant wooden utensils, and the best named bar ever. Next time!

Biddies Abroad: Emily Schumacher in France

Biddies Abroad: Emily Schumacher in France

Hey there! This is the first of a series I’m doing here on TOAST called Biddies Abroad. After having my own experience living abroad, I’ve become really curious about the lives of other young women who are spending time outside of their home country. So, […]

Winter on Lake Monona

Winter on Lake Monona

With all this beautiful weather we’ve been having, I had to get outside so I took a long glorious walk down by Lake Monona last weekend. I feel so lucky to live right on the isthmus (the best geographic term, right?) and to be so close […]

Elk Season in the Rocky Mountains

Elk Season in the Rocky Mountains

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One of the days I was in Colorado, my stepmom and I went up to Rocky Mountain National Park for the afternoon. We had planned on driving up the mountain and doing a little hiking, but quickly got sidetracked as herds of elk appeared at the roadside. Just super casual, Colorado… We ended up seeing four herds throughout the day and were lucky enough to get pretty close – I didn’t have a zoom lens on my camera so that first guy was really that close.

It was such a cool experience to watch these huge animals in the wild and one of my favorite photography experiences to date. I totally understand the rush of the whole National Geographic thing now! My heart was racing after getting up close and especially after the buck of the group made it clear our little photo shoot was over 😳

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My favorite moment, though, was when we were driving home from the park and I spotted a herd taking over the local high school’s football field (above). We stopped to get a closer look to find them investigating the football team’s training equipment – one even stood on the big blue mat before deciding he wasn’t a fan 😂 It was like seeing two worlds collide!

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If you’re around Colorado any time from early September to early October definitely stop by your nearest national park to see if you can spy any of these guys! Apparently it’s particularly crazy at the beginning of the season so bring your camera and keep your eyes peeled!

Weekend Toast V.12

Weekend Toast V.12

This week I got the chance to go out to Boulder, Colorado and visit my dad and stepmom who are in the process of moving out there. I’ve been hearing about Boulder for years and I finally get what all the hubbub is about – […]