Memories losing slowly, but surely.

 As time goes by, I find it more difficult to remember what it was like a marriage-life to me. Sure, I still can vividly recall places we visited together, restaurants, country side, such kind of details. And yet, I can’t remember well about them as a whole, just as if I couldn’t remember every piece of a dream I had last night. Perhaps it’s better forgetting things, especially something bitter. But for me, just losing my memory sometimes hurts so much.


Drawing in a cool cafe in Ginza, mid morning on September.

 Whatever people say, drawing can actually heal my heart.


Azabu Juban Summer Festival in August, 2017.

 Going to summer festivals is one of the most exciting experiences for me. Every summer, I look forward to festivals with people wearing traditional colorful clothes kimono, huge fireworks hanabi blooming on the sky. In 2017, I joined one of the most popular summer festivals held in a fancy city in Azabu (麻布十番), Tokyo.

Usually taken place in the middle of every August, more than 400,000 people gathering to have nice meal on the street as well as drinks in this festival Juban-matsuri (十番祭り). Despite such a high-ranking and sophisticated district, many restaurants, including the ones with Michelin star, have food stalls to serve fine meals just for a few dollars. Well, I absolutely can't miss it!

Most drinks and meals are available around $5-7, so we can pick a little by little, and enjoy a variety of food. That's a good thing about going to festivals in Japan :)

 Chopped eels ;)

 Not only food stalls, but also they had a parade walking on the main street, members of jazz clubs playing on a stage. With lot of songs and unique food, this festival made my weekend so memorable ;) 


Early morning in Fishi market Tsukiji, 2017.

Fish market begin its day much earlier than that of ordinary people. To catch up with it, I got up before down, then walk all the way to get there one day.

 walking in the late evening/ early morning in Tokyo is always fun, especially summer when the air is relatively calm. As I go across Tokyo Tower and continued to my way, I was getting excited, getting more energy in my body. Approaching the fish market, I felt wind brought the smelled of sea. Fantastic.

 Almost there :)

 Like last time I visited, I had a wonderful sashimi dish. It was before 7 a.m. but some sushi restaurants were already operating ;)


Strange, uniquely diverse...Nakano is a Totally different world in Tokyo.

 Ever since I've moved to Tokyo, this huge metropolis has never got me tired of exploring one city to another. Last weekend, I cycled to Nakano Station. Despite it takes only a few minutes from a massive business city Shinjuku, it provides relatively local and traditional streets and tiny cafes and shops here and there. So why don't we take a look at it? :)

 Right in front of the north gate of Nakano station, we can see a long shopping arcade  "Nakano Sun Mall (中野サンモール)". With 224m street, it's a home for 110 shops, and you can find anything you want. A friend of mine and I went to a famous local bakery, then headed to a modern, sophisticated cafe to take a little break. Okay, it's time to go into a deeper world in Nakano...

 Another arcade area "Nakano Broadway 中野ブロードウェイ" has four level and basement, which is filled with tiny sores mainly for Anime, Manga, old records and so forth. Well, I love this kind of parallel-world-style atmosphere, with weird balconies and fake sky on the roof along the arcade. Wow, everything is chaotic, and so attractive even for a person like me, who isn't particularly interested in subcultures.

 For those who want to stroll around to experience food in tiny restaurants, there are so many of them available around arcades. Ordinary it's not that expensive, and I recommend to drop in at some places to eat :) Me? well, I had a ball meal Takoyaki (たこ焼き), which contains a slice of octopus inside. Dipped with seasonal sour sauce on the bench in a park it was a perfect weekend to me ;)


Beautiful days.

 As a friend of mine flied all over to Tokyo, old and new life has started once again. To welcome her, I drove to an international airport to pick her up in the middle of the night, then it all began. Since I work until midnight like everyday, the only chance we can talk each other is in busy mornings, when she urgently prepare for work, having breakfast, and leave home. For me, living with her never bothersome. Contrary, it always recalls me how important to live with someone, care for other person. I can say, with certain confidence, that I'm in the beautiful period of time.