I am thinking about the sashimi bowl I had at Tsukiji Market (Tokyo) as I type. Yes, me, who touched no sashimi and wasabi (unless wasabi-flavoured chips count) before that trip to Japan in the earlier part of this year.
These are taken while I was already in the snaking queue for sashimi. I was far more interested in the potted flowers by the wall than sashimi then.
Sensoji temple was the first of several temples that we visited. It was here that I paid 100yen and got myself a lousy lot. I lost interest in predictions of all sorts after that, and contented myself with sightseeing.
The Nakamise Shopping Street leads to the famous Sensoji Temple. We spent a good afternoon on it, snacking on delicacies and browsing the wares on display. It drizzled in several short intervals, but the day was otherwise fine.
Most of the time in Japan, I was just glad to leave my fingers in my pockets because it was freezing out there. I took very little film, and I also tragically lost a roll. Regretable, because I actually looked through my film pictures a lot more than the hundreds of shots I took with my DSLR.
Here’s the Tsukiji Market in Tokyo. We don’t know when the change took effect, but tourists are not allowed into the fish market before a certain hour now. We were at the market by 7am and managed to sneak in for a short while to check out the action within. And then we headed off to have our fill of sashimi in the vicinity.
While our hostel was nothing to shout about, it was nestled in a nice and peaceful neighbourhood close to Nakano Station, which itself is located near the busy Shinjuku Station. We spent our last day exploring Nakano Station and its surrounds, pretty much kept occupied by cakes, manga, sushi, and a supermarket.
Even though we didn’t manage to catch the cherry blossoms this time round, we were fortunate to have left Japan just as strong winds swept into Tokyo. Besides, missing the blossoms is the perfect excuse to return, isn’t it.
I like Asakusa (浅草), especially the Nakamise shopping street. It is filled with little shops selling Japanese souvenirs and traditional food. Everyone was snapping away, so it was easy to carry on your photo-taking business without feeling too self-conscious about it.
Lanterns lining the path that leads up to the Sensoji (浅草寺)