Rainy season is rubbish. It rains a lot, obviously, and the humidity very noticeably starts to increase. Then even when it’s over things aren’t any better, as the scorching heat of summer kicks in and the stickiness gets truly uncomfortable.
But moaning aside, one definite benefit of all that rain is reflections. Particularly so considering Tokyo’s love of bright lights. An effect that can, at a push, make the mundane sight of an old man heading home after drinks appear almost poignant.
On a similar-ish theme, the other day I achieved a goal of sorts by getting a series of photographs in The Guardian — a newspaper I’ve been reading daily my entire adult life. The topic is Tokyo’s old, but still working bar and restaurant owners, craftsmen, shopkeepers etc, so if you’d like to see it, the gallery can be viewed here.
