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

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.