Doing some html work, waiting for the early morning flight. Inside one of travelers’ best kept secrets worldwide (the prayer room, occasionally upgraded to a whole elegant chapel).
Waiting for the afternoon flight, noticing this trip’s several supernatural undertones (“God save the trip”).
I remember the afternoon pulse through a whole city — the corners of countless small izakaya.
Leaving Japan and the far east, inconsolable, following the setting sun…
“At least” the two-and-a-half days’ trip gives one something to keep busy with.
And, right on cue, as the office in the clouds was all about the sun,
the windows without blinds start shunning it spectacularly by changing their transparency.
The rest is lost in a haze of jet lag…
Once, a traditional cup of tea, maybe in a tea house among verdant hills and foggy rivers…
Tea arrives with its half dozen containers (for leaves, boiling water, cooling water, used tea and more), accompanying snacks, and mosquito repellent.
In a tiny plot twist, focusing on the background…
and the view across said hills:
Everything’s inside “Bitan Scenic Area”, Taipei’s abrupt southern border; the fitting end to its unique urban continuum.
In the campus of RIKEN, Japan’s largest science research center … in the streets of the Brain Science Institute…
…a monument to the innumerable lab mice who lost their lives for science!
I remember a July of a feverish breeze — and in Kappabashi, the tanabata festival, celebrating the yearly reunion of the celestial lovers separated by the milky way.
Outworldly whispering decorations of stars (no, they are really whispering, or rather floofing gently in the wind).
Tons of people, fans, goldfishes, wish-writing, food stands, watermelon selfies…
…and parades by local professional associations. Plus the stars personified by two young people on the left.
The rickshaw drivers I believe, taking turns with swirling their heavy staff.
Lighter stuff swirling happily on its own (well, like the celestial lovers on this night).
I remember warming music at Culture and Arts Center in Daejeon…
Styled in the manner of a traditional hat,
an opera house with two halls, both hosting performances year-round.
Things getting more impressive the further in one goes and excusing poor resolution! (Here, the set for the Center’s Otello production.)
Idoru festival; fans waiting for face time with their idols.
Ice cream is the only food that can be eaten in public, ergo vendors on subway platforms.
Fab Cafe, coffee shop with 3D printers and space plants.
Refreshing cucumber on a stick.