Left the apartment around eleven in the morning. Anybody that says a decent breakfast is important is right. For me, a KitKat Chunky and some water resembled a good breakfast today. The first location I visited was Shibuya crossing also called the Scramble. Busy and chaotic in a structured manner with all those people crossing Shibuya at the same time. I wanted to make the perfect picture. However, that proved more challenging than I thought. Just wasn’t able the find a well-elevated spot.
I enjoyed the beautiful park, but why so many crows? The plan was to visit Meiji Shrine connected to the park. Unfortunately, no way to enter to the Shrine directly from the park. No other choice than to walk all the way back. My feet disagreed.
Meiji Jingu Shrine
Oh well, didn’t need to be anywhere, right? My stomach would say a restaurant, I ignored it. After passing the large Tori gate, I followed the long path to the temple. Passing wine barrels from the Bourgogne and barrels of Sake, under while enjoying the green scenery.
Meiji Shrine is absolutely worth visiting. I donated money by throwing it into the barrel at the altar. Bowed, clapped my hands twice and bowed again as explained on the poster. Also made a wish by writing my wish on a piece of paper, put that in a small paper bag with some money. During a special ceremony, they will burn the wishes. You never know, it might work.
Around three thirty in the afternoon I was so hungry. However, I postponed Lunch once more to visit the garden on the temple grounds. Nice and quiet. Just a few people wandering around. The only things you could hear was the wind and birds chirping. Had a great walk around the beautiful garden. Five hundred Yen well spend.
By the time I finally got around to eating I decided to skip the search for a nice little restaurant and just go with Mc Donalds. While eating my burger, I flipped through a folder wondering if I should pay a visit to that location.
I went, followed the small map inside the flyer. After arriving in a small street at building 4F I took the elevator up. Paid 1500 Yen to be the proud owner of a cup of tea, a little souvenir, and thirty minutes to spend with my new feathered friends. Owls! Loved having them on my arm while petting them. Such beautiful animals. Maybe it’s sad for them I am not sure. They looked healthy and well taken care of. Also, the one owl that didn’t like the attention that day you had to leave alone. The other owls seemed to enjoy it. I loved the experience and recommended it.
After leaving my feathered friends I decided to go for a walk over an old graveyard. How cozy, right? Felt serene walking there.
My feet started protesting once more, high time to get back to the apartment. After a thirty-minute subway ride, I arrived back in my temporary neighborhood. Bought water for the night and next day at the small supermarket close to my tiny home.
In the evening I ended up at Omoide Yokocho also known as Piss Alley. A network of small alleys filled with bars and tiny restaurants on the West side of Shinjuku Station. Walked around looking at the all those cozy restaurants before I settled down somewhere. The locals at the tiny restaurant where cheerful, due to drinking most likely. After some heavy duty gesticulation ordered an appetizer, something with sardines and a bottle of beer.
On the other side of the bar, there was a girl (Lola) from the UK with her AirBnB host. We ended up talking and had some good laughs, not just with her also with the other guests. One of them told us that the restaurant is called “Hardwood” We tried to figure out if it meant the hardwood we were thinking of. They told us that even though one of the Japanese signs was slightly different, it was what we thought. True or not, it made a great story. One of the local guests invited Lola, her host, some other guest and me to join him at a friends restaurant. To eat chicken, Sashimi chicken roasted on both sides but raw on the inside. I friendly declined, no raw chicken for me. He ensured me I wouldn’t get sick. Even though I believed him I didn’t want to risk getting sick on my trip. After paying our bills (me 4500 Yen and Lola 5000 Yen) we both felt like we got ripped off. Maybe it was just in our minds, 35 Euro is not that much but didn’t eat much either, I don’t know. Ripped off or not I didn’t care had a fantastic night!
I didn’t think that starting at Shibuya Crossing would lead me to Piss Alley. A great ending of a beautiful day in Tokyo