Kanagawa River. Akihabara, Tokyo.
Does that say what I think it says…? Do they know it says that? What…? I… Panda? Huh? Navigating Tokyo as a native English speaker often leads to some rather unusual observations.  Harajuku, Tokyo.
When rush hour rolled around, I became intensely aware of the fact that I was one of very few girls in Akihabara. For a couple minutes there, it felt like it was just me and the maids in a city filled with men wearing white shirts and black pants. It was a strange feeling. Akihabara, Tokyo.
From across the street, one would never guess that Japan was in the midst of an energy crisis. Electricity and salarymen never ever stop here. Akihabara, Tokyo.
He did not seem pleased by much of anything. But I can’t really blame him. I’m not sure what I would do if I had to live my life backlit by Akihabara. Akihabara Electric Town, Tokyo.