The sunlight, and the fact that it was so warm that I didn’t need to zip up my jacket, put me in a remarkably good mood. I took the train to what the tourist handbook advertised as the largest underground recreation of a 14th century European street in Asia. Which presumably means there’s more than one?
I was trying to get a sense of how quiet the city is, but the highlight of this video is the cosplay woman – or was she just dressed up? The fashions in Japan were crazy for both men and women – not for everyone, but the costumed ones really stood out.
I visited one of the many shrines, still very much in use by the locals:
A detail from a 30-foot high statue-totem.
An approach to a spot to pray. These lowered slightly as you walked – possibly I’m the only one who noticed due to my height, but that gave them a powerful, oppressive quality, despite their bright colouring.
Pepito, the biggest cat in the whole wide world, by day:
Pepito was across the river from the red-light district, full of host clubs. I picked up a host magazine and will blog about it separately. But for now, who’s your favourite? I like Kouichi for his waterfall-hair:
Particularly since Fukuoka felt nothing like Babylon.
They’re everywhere and more serious here. They feature a wide selection of ready meals, interesting candy and rows of magazines. Of a weekend-night, men can be found reading them, standing evenly spaced by the window.