The morning target this time was Shibuya. In particular a couple of department stores that Barbara wanted
to visit. We walked there fromthe hotel (3+Km), taking our time because we were still getting up pretty early
and the stores did not open until 10am. Here is a panoramic of the Shibuya station area (the side opposite to
where Hachiko resides) showing the mess that the place is: street, pedestrian crossings, elevated train tracks,
a highway (over my head as I took the picture) and subway lines (underfoot and unseen).

After shopping (successfuly!) in Shibuya, we decided to walk to Roppongi Hills. Along the way we
met this rather confused juvenile rat that was certain to become a nice meal for a lucky crow at any
moment, because it seemed intent on hiding behind stuff smaller than its body. Too bad, because it
was a very cute beast.

I took this picture of a gas station because I like the way the hoses descend from heaven so that no
precious space is taken by pumps anchored to the ground. The fuel tanks are probably not underground
either... just a hunch.

Once in Roppongi Hills we visited mother spider and its eggs...

...had lunch (tonkatsu, almost finished in the picture)...

...and took the elevator to the Tokyo View deck on top of the tower, where I took these pictures.

The blue tint... well, the picture of the tonkatsu lunch was taken under incandescent light... so I forgot
to set the camera back to natural daylight setting and I got this rather "Black Rain" effect. I tried to fix the
problem with Photoshop, but I was only partially successful, as shown below.

The following pictures were taken also from the Tokyo View deck, but by then I had noticed the incandescent setting
and corrected the problem. As much as I tried, i could not get rid of the glass reflections visible in some of them.
The second and third from the left of the pictures below are of the Shinjuku area and they include the Tokyo Metropolitan
Government towers that we visited the second day.  The greenery in the near field of those pictures is that Aoyama
Cementery that we did not visit.

The next picture shows the area around our hotel, recognizable by the Aoyama Twin building (the two towers). The hotel is
hidden behind the yellowish building left and front of the Aoyama Twin towers. The greenery behind the towers is the
Akasaka Palace (state guest house).

From Roppongi Hills we walked to Roppongi (seedy) where we stopped briefly at an Internet Cafe, which happened to
be in the lobby of a "Love Hotel"... Not only that, but I managed to get the (Japanese) keyboard of the machine I used
to check my email into some strange mode in which it thought I was trying to type kanji phonetically, so the mail did not
go out. And I did not take pictures...

Near our hotel sits the house of a general whose name escapes me that is kept as a district park. We stopped briefly for a
look and some pictures.

Back at the hotel, Barbara posed with the bathrobe provided by the hotel.

On the way out to dinner we walked a bit around the hotel neighborhood and I took this picture of a traditional Japanese
house that I had admired a few other times, but that I had seen only with the outside door closed.

For dinner we headed out to the Ginza area. After a bit of sightseeing and department store shopping we headed towards
the Yurakucho train station following the rairoad tracks. The area under the elevated tracks is jam-packed with small
shops and restaurants. This section, near the Yurakucho station was popular: note that the tables of the outdoor restaurants
are made by stacked beer cases. The whole area smelled of grilled meat and if was full of very animated customers --
Friday evening out for the working crowd.

We ended up selecting a nearby restaurant called "Tonta" and seemingly specialized on pork. The place was like a tapas
bar but Japanese instead of Spanish. No employee spoke any English but they had a "foreign menu" which I photographed.
And a good thing the "gaijin" menu was because from it we learned that the "set" of sish-kebab thingies that looked so
appetizing in the pictures outside the restaurant almost certainly included pig tongue, brains, cartilage and heart... It became
clear immediately that the foreign menu did not include many of the dishes our neighbors were having. Still, hard to complain
since it saved us from eating parts of the pig we had never tried before. ALl in all a nice place and a fun meal.

During dinner I (obviously) worked on my "self portrait" technique (first and fourth pictures from the left above).

Then the camera ran out of battery, so I could not take a picture of the door of the restaurant or of the
Ginza/Yurakucho area at night, which we dutifully walked until near the closing time of the department
stores. In all, another very full day.