Sooner or later you have to get away. Even when you can't get away, ya gotta go somewhere. Some go to Roppongi. Some enjoy Shibuya and Shinjuku. Some are lucky enough to be able to walk to the Tamagawa.
The river is a different creature at night and in the very early morning before the crowds and dogs and wobbling cyclists get there.
Although I live in the only country with four clearly distinct seasons, I have not noticed a winter at all this year. But I can go to the river on a brutally cold 45 degree...brrr...January night and imagine, while listening to the waterfowl non-verbally communicate, that I am not actually in the world's largest "city."
Saturday, January 30, 2010
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