While Chie and I were walking home from the gym we saw what must have been all the fire trucks in Tokyo. They had parked along the Yamate-dori and the fire fighters were walking around looking for something. A fire?
They probably did not find anything, because when we got home there was nothing on the news about Naka-Meguro. The next day too. Nothing. I guess that’s good though.
It’s the time of the year when people in Japan go crazy. It’s sakura (cherry blossom) time. They find a place anywhere in parks, on the walkways or stairs. Wherever, and sit there drinking beer, sake, and eat food. And do hanami (flowe watching).
Chie and I walked to the Naka-Meguro station to watch sakura too. And to watch people. And there were so many people there it looked like Smile town in Harajuku during summer break. But it was fun and the cherry trees were at their peak blossom. Thousands and thousands of white and pink flowers.
And who can blame people for acting crazy when sakura is so beautiful and promising of spring and warmth.
