Took an alternative route home the other day, by wandering some of the streets around Nishi Funabashi. Nishi Funbashi has a little red light district and lots of storefronts that are disintegrating before my very lens. I will surely wander around the station in the near future.

I just happened to be crossing from Chiba into Tokyo as the sun has slipping into the horizon.  It was a beautiful, to watch it slip, by the time I got off at the next station, it was gone.  Till the next glorious sunset.

For immediate release ! ! !

A miniature Mt. Fuji has been found on a local politician in the Ichikawa area of Japan.  Do not be alarmed, everything will be all right.

This little Stitch was sitting snugly amongst the aloe vera plants around the corner from my house.  He was so patient, and comfy waiting to be spotted and taken home, again.  The other are layers of sun burnt papers pasted to a light post in Ichikawa.  Time will only tell what is to become of both.

I was a little sidetracked yesterday as I made my way down the sunny streets to Ichikawa station.  There wasn’t much time to grab my camera, so I only clicked off a few as I made my weekly pilgrimage to the best Nepali curry I’ve come across.  Its amazing that even though I walk the same streets all the time, I am forever reshooting and finding new things of interest.  You have to got to love it.

Thank you Ichikawa!

The Japanese really have a thing for Beaujolais Nouveau.  You see the ads up at all the supermarkets and liquor shops.  TV stations run reports on the new Beaujolais Nouveau that has reached Tokyo, so I decided to buy a decent bottle this year at my local discount liquor store Kawachia.  I settled on a 3150 yen bottle (about 30 bucks) and instead of catching the bus back to my home I strolled on down the main street with a bottle in one hand and a camera in the other.  The weather was clear, which contrasted so nicely with the utterly crappy cold weather of Thursday.  So raise your glasses on this sabbath with me and drink in the freshest of the vine.

The power of the nature to fight back is lovely to witness, in

this metropolis called Tokyo.

Fight the Power that be, with flowers

This Sunday was beyond gorgeous.  The air was dry,and the breeze was coo.  I could sit in a t-shirt and

not be cold.  The weather these past few days in Tokyo has been completely schizophrenic.  Cold, and rainy

followed by hot, and muggy, followed by weather that we should be having in late spring.  Like I usually

say, I shouldn’t complain, because it will be bloody cold before we know it.

After getting some things done in the house, I grabbed my camera, and hopped on my bike

to see what is to be seen in the park.  The park was rumbling with smiling faces, all enjoying

the fab weather, like myself.

Soak it all in.  Let that vitamin D come on inside and warm your heart.

I was quietly working on my computer when I was overwhelmed with blaring sirens.  The sirens, didn’t

cease.  They just kept on coming and coming.  I peaked out of my balcony, to my surprise, to see

the whole street filled with emergency vehicles of all kinds.  Ambulances, police cars, and fire trucks as

far as my eye could see.  I grabbed my camera, and said a quick prayer, as I rushed out the door.

Luckily, the fire in a neighbors apartment was put out quickly, but it felt as if I stepped into a

war zone.  Wet asphalt, hoses running along the street, the hustle and bustle of the workers and

many onlookers trying to see what happened.  I pray that everyone was ok.