Year of the Boar, Ninth Month, Day 9.

I have not had an opportunity to explore my surroundings properly due to my feet; I spent another stick with them in warm, salted water earlier but they show little improvement. I dare not try to walk other than to hobble to the privy lest the raw skin becomes worse. I am loathe to call for a physician since my coin is dwindling and may not even get me to Purple Lightning if I am not thrifty.  If there is no sign of healing in another day or two, I may have to reconsider; for now, I am resigned to simply wait.
The innkeeper has been kind enough to serve me food in my room. He says it is not something he would normally allow but one look at my feet made him retch and he agreed that I should not walk unless absolutely necessary until they start to look better. The ache in the soles has subsided somewhat but they still feel much better without my weight on them. I know that now my plans have changed, I have no reason to hurry but I cannot rid myself of the feeling that I am wasting time just sitting here..
The weather has remained chilly but not unbearable and the sky is blue and the sun high. There has been no snow or rain for which I am thankful and the inn has a lovely garden which is replete with flowers even this late in the year so at least I have had something to look out on while I sit in my room.
I have spent some time writing to Nanami to apprise her of my situation and let her know my whereabouts but I have no way to send the letter without a bird and I cannot justify the expense of paying someone to take it to Dying Crane when I have no way of knowing when they will return to the House and there is no guarantee that she would receive the letter if someone left it there for her. There is little else to be done until I hear from one of my network so I shall continue to rest and refine my plans.