Saturday is the day I finally get to sleep in a little bit, and I tend to keep the same routine. I go across the street to the French bakery in my pajamas, pick up a few freshly baked croissants and sometimes an olive loaf... thank goodness for this bakery, as decent bread is a very difficult thing to find in Japan. And, everything is labeled in French, so it makes it a lot easier for me. Japan is not the kind of place where people go run errands in their pajamas, but I make an exception for this bakery trip... I think the bakers there know me pretty well by now, they have seen me in my pajamas, but also all dressed up to go out, they probably find me quite entertaining.
Then I crawl back into bed with coffee and some movies and just lounge around for a few hours.