which is what I need to do. So, a lot of photos, not much commentary. I am sure most of you prefer that anyway.
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A gaggle of kids. |
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They keep coming. |
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There's more! |
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Finally. |
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No, not finished yet. |
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In Tokyo, I wondered what the dividing line with the raised ridges was for. Was it to control opposing foot traffic, which it kind of did, but not really. I found out here that it is for the blind. It gives them something to guide their canes by. |
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The subways in Sapporo use rubber tires. |
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A little over the top even for plastic food. |
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I see almost as many musicians on the street here as I did in Tokyo. The strange thing about Tokyo was that I saw far more trombonist than any other instrument. That is very strange. |
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Not a trombonist. |
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A street car named "Desire." |
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What "Desire," is really all about. |
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Christmas is everyday, Christmas is in your heart. |
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It is happening. I think I will miss the full-blooming, but I am getting some of it. |
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My first ramen in Sapporo. Very tasty. |
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Sapporo Tower. |
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Here is that guy again. A delivery man insisted that I have my picture taken with it. |
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Shrine? (not the Shrine shrine) in Maruyama Koen. |
All those shots are from May 10. I walked about 10 miles that day. I bought these the next day. Fiddleheads. I had never heard of them, but I have been given to understand, on very good authority, that they can be had in the U.S. You just have to know the season and have your sources. I was told they taste kind of like artichokes. I was reminded more of chard.
Greetings from sunny SoCal, Roper. Fwiw, I enjoy both the photos AND your inscribed observations, witty and otherwise. Thanks for taking the time to do both. :) -- Ray
ReplyDeleteGlad you are enjoying it, Ray. There is more to come, plus film at 11:00. Maybe.
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