Understandably sleep, I woke her early to maximise our exploration. Each day we went a different direction and made our own path into Tokyo's diverse boroughs and neighbourhoods.
The busiest intersection in the world, Shibuya crossing sees 1000 people at a time weave and dodge each other with nonchalant ease.
This was very Kawaii.
A man collapsed on this trendy Nakamaguro street, drunk from too much sake from the local izakaya.
Tokyo, its immensity storied and large would take many years and return trips to learn. We were at once overwhelmed with the exploring, the food, the art, the drinks, the nuanced customs: the taxi doors that opened by themselves, the popcorn chains, the food-courts, the Americana and vintage clothes. Onward to Kyoto, not knowing we would be back so soon.
We arrived in Kyoto by bullet train. Noticeably green, the cities depth of history is epitomised in the traditional dress worn in abundance on its cobble streets.
Paired with the latest technology, the bright kimonos signal a respect for comfort and tradition.
