10/18 - Day 14
October 18, 2026
This was our first day in Tokyo.
The Metropolitan had a huge breakfast buffet. Mike was a happy camper.
They even had a map.
At 9:00 we met our guide in the lobby. Her name is Kayee and she is from Hong Kong.
We traveled to our destinations on the subway and even a local had trouble getting the right tickets for the right train from these kiosks.
Turns out the subway system utilizes trains from multiple companies. They are not a unified system like NYC (now, at least - NYC at one point used have multiple subway companies). That makes things a little complicated.
One thing I found curious was that you could rent a locker in the subway station. That used to be a favorite terrorist tool.
Our first stop was the National Museum.
Pictures don't really do justice to the beauty of the art, but here's one to prove we were there.
I found the explanatory boards helpful. This one substantiated the labor required to make lacquerware.
We left the museum and headed for one of the many shopping strips.
This is one of my favorite kind of stalls. The bin closest to the center aisle of this guy's stall is pig's feet. Ready to eat!
We walked to the Sensoji Asakusa. It was absolutely mobbed.
Then this procession started to appear to the sound of drumes. Cops cleared the road and these guys proceeded, followed by a sedan chair with a half dozen women inside playing traditional instruments and in full make-up.
We thought it might be a funeral or that the Emperor was in town. Turns out they were selling stuff. Limited time, not available at street vendors... hilarious.
We left the madhouse and heard more drums. We stopped to see a street performer with her pet monkey.
It was just a little sad.
We discovered that noodle places usually have something that each of us can or will eat. This place had a kiosk for ordering. It also took cash and dispensed change. Makes front-line workers unnecessary.
With this system, you just have cook and a support person bringing drinks and clearing.
Since this is a tourist area, you can rent kimonos or hire some kid to pull you in a rickshaw.
We walked to the Skytree. That yellow squash is the symbol for Asahi beer. Our guide said it's called the "Golden Poop".
On the way we saw a paddleball game going on. I stopped to chat with one of the guys and it's that game that is popular in Spain. It uses a tennis ball but it's in an enclosed court so it's a little like racquetball.
The Skytree lines are long, it's probably pretty expensive, and it's basically a huge shopping mall. Overrated.
By this time it was 3:30 and rather than try to squeeze in the fish market, we decided to call it a day. It took us nearly an hour to get back to the hotel, so we probably couldn't have done anything else anyway before she was off the clock.
Even when it's busy, see how orderly the Japanese queue for a subway.
We decided on Chinese again and I found a place a few minutes away. It turned out to be a hot neighborhood with lots of young people out for a cheap Sunday dinner. The place I picked didn't have English menus and the next place we went to was packed so we didn't even get a chance to see about menus. The third place, all within a few hundred feet of each other, worked out because it utilized a kiosk, just like the lunch place although one of the guys had to come over and help us because we were going by pictures and google translate and kept getting error messages.
Another two-person operation.
So we went from noodles at lunch to pasta for dinner.






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