21 April 2011

I'm just so amused sitting on the train journey from Tachikawa to Shinjuku during the evening rush hour... 

I'm seated in between two middle-aged perpetually-grunting salarymen with stinky bad breaths. On top of that i see tired tokyoites sleeping in all sort of positions, unlike the glamorous image they usually try to preserve. The same guy who was fixing his painstakingly waxed hairstyle would absentmindedly sleep leaning back against the window pane, leaving his mouth agape. 

I've also noticed that pointed shoes are the footwear of choice of many salarymen. Moreover, it seems that many high school girls make it a point to make their skirts as short as possible without showing their goose-bumped butt cheeks. Now, let's not discuss the hentai paradise of escalators.

As we pass through each station, I love watching the image of people packed into each carriages, framed perfectly by the opened doors, just like every artfully captured photo. It's nice to be back in Tokyo.