Two good flights and every piece of luggage present and accounted for. Airport navigation to find a bus was simple. Arrived at my hotel around 6:00, dumped my bags and headed out on foot.

Tokyo is famous for it’s culinary offerings — and I had to begin my adventure with some great seafood. I ate at a tiny little place just a few blocks from my hotel. It couldn’t have held more than 25 people and was packed with smoking men. Men. All 24 of them. Don’t know where the women are in this town — at home cooking dinner, I guess. 🙂 The conversations were animated and lively. They seated me at a two-topper table and I went to work studying my maps (not caring that I looked like a tourist — after alllll… there was no possible way for me to hide that fact!). Then they asked me to move. I couldn’t believe it! I wasn’t offended — they moved me to the counter, because they had another party come in that could use BOTH the seats at my two-topper table. Funny, I thought, but it did give me a chance to get closer to the action watching the cooks prepare the meals. My sashimi was fantastic (don’t ask, Mom) – complete with the remaining carcasss of a stripped fish carefully wound around a skewer for a garnish on the plate. Dorothy… we are NOT in Kasas, anymore.
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After dinner, I picked up some bananas and bottled water at the local market, and am back in my hotel room to call it a night. Haven’t spotted Godzilla yet — I’m thinking he might be hanging out at the big fish market tomorrow. Those 6′ tunas are the perfect “bite size snack” for him. 🙂