A memory from the Tsukiji Fish Market. Many Japanese do not understand the market’s attraction to tourists.
We are moving on from the Hilton Hotel in the Shinjuku district of Tokyo to Yokahama where we will board a cruise ship.
We’ve enjoyed our time in Tokyo, a city of 12.5 million mostly very polite people.
Tokyo, with its tall, shiny buildings that reach into the clouds, carefully tended parks, walkability, and public transportation resembles many modern cities. Two items distinguish Tokyo from similar cities — the number of people and its cleanliness.
Hong Kong, somewhat of an Asian neighbor, is also a densely populated, crowded city with building cranes working every inch of extra space. Compared to Hong Kong’s grit and grime, Tokyo is unbelievably clean and in some areas offers an illusion of spaciousness.
Hundreds, no probably thousands, of people pack Tokyo’s trains, sidewalks and buildings and somehow, perhaps because of their rules, their politeness, their organization, it all works.
At Shibuya Crossing, up to 2,500 pedestrians cross every time the signal changes. I feel lucky we made it across.
Ready, set, go……at Shibuya. People never seem to collide.
These vehicles zipped through the fish market, frightening unsuspecting tourists. Yikes!
A moat, a bridge, and a guardhouse outside the grounds of the Imperial Palace. Quiet beauty in a busy city.
The art and beauty of the tea ceremony. Beauty is highly valued in Tokyo.
A gate to the Meiji Shrine.
Next post, how this celiac fared with food in Tokyo.
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