I’m sitting in a railway station, I got a ticket for my destination. On a tour of one night stands, my suitcase and guitar in hand and every stop is neatly planned for a poet and a one man band.
- Simon and Garfunkle
It’s our last day, the end of the trip, and we’re back in Tokyo, the first city and the place we fell most in love with.
We spent our afternoon savouring the sight, sounds and smells of Akihabara, weighing up the myriad ways to unburden ourselves of our excess Yen. Big stores and small noodle joints with neon signs on the sides and all manner of advertisements and endorsements in the windows.
We head over to Asakusa and met up with Aya, a friend from our first stay in Tokyo. We head over to Shibuya the gleaming shopping Mecca we’d not visited for weeks now. We found some trendy, industrial jazz bar where the pizza was tiny but tasty and the coctails were fantastic, in fact I’ve picked up a new drink (35 of Whiskey, 35 of Amarretto) The Godfather.
A nice night, a nice atmosphere and some nice conversation gave us a nice send off. It’s a short post today but we treated it like our greatest hits album so all I’d really be doing is parroting things I’ve already said.
Goodbye Tokyo, we’ll miss you very much but we’ll be back. That you can count on.
Jack
(Coming soon to an airport arrivals lounge near you)
