Packed my suitcases and since I had no plans for the day, I just randomly walked in the city.
Altough I had a deep deep feeling inside of me, that I should visit Tsukiji Hongan-ji again. Simply too many miracles happened during my stay not to say thank you for all of them, so I visited his altar for a last time, to say goodbye and make sure I will be back. Really, I was so so grateful for everything, that I hardly could express myself.
After leaving the temple, I was thinking: I was lucky to avoid all the unpleasant things during my stay. Only two days were especially rainy from 17, and one was really unpleasantly cold, I didn’t loose anything important, and altough I know my way around the city, I was lost track a few times, but it was okay.
And then, WHAM, I just realized, that even with Google Maps and experience, I had to go to my destination on a longer and not-so-practical way, and THAT WAS OKAY, since even on these longer roads I’ve seen and experienced interesting and beautiful things. If I never miss that last train, I would have never walked through Yoshiwara during the night, without knowing it (if I would have known it was the red light district, I would have never even tried to walk through it during the night), if I don’t get lost in Miura peninsula, I would have never seen those beautiful sights there, and so and so on. Even that night spent at the lobby of the hotel was important time for me. Everything.
So I guess what he wanted me to realize, that even if you take the longer route to your destination, it’s still a route, and you can experience wonderful things even when you walk the side-roads of your life. It’s not exactly the same as “the road is more important than the goal”, no, definitely not. You have to know where you are going to, but you have to let life and chance and fate lead you on a different way, you are still able to get where you want to go, but as a changed person. In a good way. I guess.
So after this huge realization I went to Sushi Zanmai to eat my most expensive sushi dish for the last time here, but it was huge and really tasty, so it was worth it. Later on, I took a train to Kagurazaka, had a last snow pecan latte at a local (very beautiful building!) Starbucks, took some photos of the nearby streets, but I just couldn’t stay until 3.30 PM for the festival to start, so I left to Shinjuku.
I was standing in front of Yunica Vision to see Gazette and the Shikkoku live scenes, around me a couple of girls were standing, taking pictures and sometimes doing furis to the music. The show ended just before sunrise, so I had an idea: why not check out Golden Gai before opening time? I have been here before 3 years ago, but late at night, and the Golden Gai during the Golden Hour was something completely different.
I headed back to the hotel, collected my luggage, and went to Haneda. I felt like I really maxed out this stay in Tokyo, but there are still things I want to see next time, not to get bored.
So, I think this is the last diary entry here. I know you were not so many, but thank you for following my adventures.
