Photographs from a small group of islands
The sight of rickshaws being driven around Tokyo’s modern streets is a fascinating one to say the least. And yet the people who pull them are arguably even more interesting — a job that being both outdoors and physical goes against what many young Japanese deem desirable.
But as compelling as they are, this dapper old fella and potential customer, was possibly even more of a character.
Love in the age of Fukushima Daiichi?
Praying for health.
And quite possibly, hair.
This time of year is wonderful in Tokyo. The summer humidity is a semi-distant memory, but the cold of winter is still a little way off. And, when it’s as bright and warm as it has been over the last few days, it’s even better. Perfect weather in fact for a long and satisfying sleep in the sun. An indulgence that could only be bettered by not being so rudely interrupted.
Convenience stores are so common in Tokyo that they make the likes of even Starbucks seem scarce. Or at least they do in some places. Like near train stations for example, where it’s very rare indeed to step outside and not find at least one fantastically stocked and forever open 7-Eleven or Sunkus.
Yet despite this, along with the ever-present and even more multitudinous vending machine, many train station platforms still have their own stores. Horribly confined little cubicles that afford the staff barely enough room to move, let alone have a moment to themselves. Plus if they are underground like this one, there isn’t even the simple pleasure of some fresh air.
