Losing my Way in Yanaka as a Way to be Found
The lovely autumn light led my way through the winding backstreets of Yanaka neighborhood in the heart of Tokyo. Most of the buildings have been around since the war, and some actually survived the war. The streets are narrow, its residents are elderly, and my heart loves this hood.
It really doesn’t matter if I take a left or a right, or even if I end up walking in circles as I often do, I will end up content and pleases with the wandering and gazing. All of the homes are kept up with pride, small curbside gardens brighten up the narrow paths.
I started off at Sendagi station, and just started walking, I felt like taking a left I did, or a right. Like I stated, it really didn’t matter, I made my way though Ueno and finally Okamachi station. I like it that way. Not knowing where exactly I am allows me to focus in on the moment. It is only about me, the area, and my camera. That is it. It is really that simple.
Getting lost to find my way, on the backstreets, in the heart of old Tokyo.
