Leaving Tokyo is always a pain in the neck – not only is Narita Airport an hour and half (without traffic) from Shibuya, but you always remember what you forgot to do an hour before check out.
The typhoon broke Monday night; Tuesday was clear and beautiful. Damn, I would have liked to stay. Take a trip up to Hakone, check out the monkeys in the hills sitting in the hot springs. But every flight in AND out of Narita was cancelled on Monday – if we didn’t take the flight, it would be Friday before we could get another one.
Back to L.A. it is! Here’s the wrap up….
Tsukijji Fish Market, hanging at Daiwa Zushi as the Chinese tourists lined up for some nuvo-spot a couple stalls down (that last flick is raw monkfish liver – the foie gras of sushi):
Original copies of L.A. Carnival and “Melting Study” by the Incomparable Seven at Disc Union, Shibuya:
Only in Japan – boutiques specializing in 20s era “Flapper” gear:
Sayonara!
