Graves of the 47 Ronin

I visited Sengakuji after a late night and too many bottles of Shochu in Nishiogikubo.  I went drinking with a Japanese friend and it was a great experience although I do not remember much of it.  He was dressed in traditional Japanese clothing and the street he took me to was lined with small, seemingly Edo-era restaurants.…… Continue reading Graves of the 47 Ronin

Rainy morning

Doutor is one of my special places in Mejiro.  Every time I visit I like to drink a cafe latte, read the Japan Times and watch people come and go early in the morning. On this particular morning Japan was getting hammered by Typhoon Etau.  The rain wasn’t too heavy in Tokyo but I was…… Continue reading Rainy morning