Japan in July is like a giant steam bath. I arrived in Tokyo on Sunday and have been sweating ever since.
After work yesterday, I took the train to Ginza to look for a present for my son. He has a birthday coming up, and I wanted to get him something here.
I had a map but couldn't figure out how it matched up with the myriad of streets. After walking around in circles for 40 minutes, I finally found the store. I can't remember being so glad to walk into an air conditioned building before. After I picked out the present, I took a deep breath and headed out in the heat again.
Monday, July 13, 2009
Lost in Ginza
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3 comments:
Gee... Even Japanese, I also hate this season. I wish I ware in U.S.
Quit whining snagger. You used to live in DC.
I feel better that even a seasoned traveler got lost in Ginza. I was never so lost as the one night I was there.
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