This is the Tokyo I experienced this morning. We were headed to Immigration - hot tip: to line up before it opens. (My husband's colleague recommended it. We were processed in 1 hour 15 minutes, as opposed to a roughly 6 hour wait. The peak hour press was Worth. It.)
(Another side note - by press, I mean, the point at which people are pressing themselves onto trains, and being helpfully pushed in by train guards as well. Just this morning I witnessed a man stuck between the closing doors, his face, and his bag, as two guards ran to save him and yanked frantically at the doors whilst also shoving him further inside. Just a little thought to consider people. In the words of the Australian Government anti-mobile-phone-use-while-driving-a-vehicle campaign - M8 It Can W8. Or, don't be crazy.)
Anyway. This is a post just because. It was a little overwhelming and a little breathtaking. Kind of like everything Tokyo.
That's all.
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