Sunday was our last day in Tokyo and it was a hot day but we set off and admired the cows on top of this roof as we made our way to the train station
and then took the train to Takeshita-dori
which was a remarkable and crowded street to explore
with dog clothes
and fake money in Daisy's 105 yen store
along with all flavor of fireworks
before we came across the Harrad's knockoff
and this warning sign
as we continued down the crowded street
and saw interesting outfits for maids
when this man insisted on taking my photo and so I took his
as we passed this store
and Suzanne became enamored with stores that sold socks
as I looked down the street at where we had been
and what was to come
including these outfits
and then a crepe stand
before some more outfits came into view
before we came upon Store My Ducks
and eventually made our way back to Omote-sande where the architecture was interesting
as were the foods being offered at Wolfgang Pucks
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but we stopped for more mundane drinks at a cafe to cool ourselves
as Suzanne viewed the map
so that we could make our way to the Oriental Bazaar
where she made one final purchase
and we made our way down the street
past the fire hydrant
and this Armani sign for Jane's collection
and the local Gold's Gym
to the subway station
pausing for this photo of the smoking location
with its warnings
and on to the Ginza line to Suboya
once the train arrived.
While we were overwhelmed by the location, we did find our way to a noodle shop
where this was Suzanne's lunch
including this very interesting tempura
and my more basic lunch though I ate many of her noodles.
Next we were back to the train station
and on to Akibahra where this was the street scene
but we avoided the knife and weapon shop
though we did admire some of the food options nearby
and the vertical buildings with everything you'd ever want
including this fan that runs on usb power
and many stores like this
as the street was closed on Sunday to entice the crowds who were surely there
and this street scene
gave way to this pachinko parlor
with the day's magic numbers
as pachinko
and structures
and crowds defined the neighborhood
along with our good friend, the colonel.
I bought a pastry that came with these eating instructions
but the instructions from the person who sold it to me were fortunately more clear even though I violated them.
This locale (Yodobashi camera) represents ground zero of the area and although I took no photos inside, it was a remarkable experience.
Our time winding down, we went to a local place for sinner where this was Suzanne's last sushi
and my tofu dish
and the blueberry tofu cheesecake which gave a sweat send to a wonderful trip. Sayanora.
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