Ikebukuro Station

This picture evokes vivid memories. April 2013, I’m underground in Tokyo, in Ikebukuro Station, the second busiest train station in the world with over 2.7 million passengers a day. I never walk up on the surface of Tokyo. I’ve just arrived from Matsuyama on the island of Shikoku, the nether regions of Japan, to catch a train back out of… Continue reading Ikebukuro Station

True Escape

Tomorrow, Friday, back home. Haven’t had a conversation with a Westerner since Hawaii 24 days ago. Only Korean and Japanese. True escape.