Shoes. OH THE SHOES! Hard for a "European" to find shoes in Tokyo, but the Girlie found these!
I came >this< close to buying a pair of the fur ones. >This< close, really. Now I wish I hadn't resisted.
Streets. Narrow. Hardly big enough for one car
And hardly any cars to worry about. Of course, there are some very busy BIG boulevards.
But narrow, quiet streets outnumber the boulevards.
Great bike territory.
Parking. Many apartment buildings have bicycle parking.
A bike parking lot near the train station.
Bike parking instead of car parking.
Even at the mall.
Architecture. Modular.
Even the larger, nicer homes.
Reminds me a bit of a mobile home park.
Pretty plain.
Heat. Comes from a nifty little kerosene heater. The kerosene comes from the kerosene man, who s-l-o-w-l-y drives his truck on the neighborhood route, stopping to dispense fuel to whoever's waiting for him.
Gardens. Container all the way, baby.
Dryer.
Trains. Some cars are only for women. On some select lines. To avoid - um - lapses of control at the commuter crush times.
Huge debate as to whether it's fair.
We heard speakers outside the train station advocating for "men only" cars. Apparently there have been occasions when men have been falsely accused of inappropriate behavior by women who demand payment to keep quiet. I know. I 'm not sure how upset I am about that. The poor guys.
I have a few more things to say about Tokyo, but they'll have to wait. That's all for today!
