After leaving the Umihotaru tunnel, Tetsu and I drove to Yokohama which is the main port of mainland Japan. Speeding along the highway, looking at all the ships and cranes and freight containers made me wonder what my grandfather would think if he stepped into Yokohama today. More than a hundred years ago he left Japan through this port and worked his way across the Pacific on a freighter...
Tetsu and I had heard of a historical brick storage complex in Yokohama (probably built to hold freight those hundred some years ago), and we took a little time to see what it was all about.
There was a music and band festival being held that day and people were out in hordes! Not exactly the historical place I imagined but certainly different from events that Tetsu and I usually attend.
Yokohama is a lovely place and I'd like to visit again (when there are less people.)
Residential areas in Tokyo sure are dense!
The image of Mt. Fuji along a highway wall.
A lot of tall buildings!
Leaving the Tokyo area to head home.
And introducing Sky Tree, the tallest TV tower in the world. It opens to the public today but you can be sure Tetsu and I aren't going to be making a visit to the observation platform for a few more years. The waiting list is horrendous and Tetsu doesn't like heights. I don't think it is going anywhere.
Tomorrow's pictures will be of the rice fields and nature behind my house. Certainly different from Tokyo!
6 comments:
Not being morbid or anything, but the first photo of the dense city residential areas struck me as being very visually like the dense arrangement of memorials you showed in the cemetary.
Sandy in the UK
Next time to Yokohama should be for the quilt show! Every time another huge apartment complex is added the trains get that much more crowded.
I find your pictures exciting. I would never get a chance to see your part of the world if you didn't post them. Thanks for sharing.
cindy
I really like your pictures of Tokyo. Wonderful. Do you feel you have come full circle to be back to the point where your grandfather left? I had that feeling when I returned to the small town in Pennsylvania where my Grandfather took his family to start the first newspaper 150 years ago and where my father and twelve siblings were born. The town is still small and the newspaper is gone, but the children, grandchildren, great grandchildren, and great great grandchildren have gone so far. What a feeling it was to visit the town so important to the family history.
I really enjoy your pictures and stories.
Hugs,
Lois
Fun visiting the sights with you. Big cities are not my cup of tea either but I'm glad most people like to be in them, keeps our country places less crowded.
Not fond of cities myself, either - but I'd love to visit Tokyo!
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