There are so many places in the world I have yet to see, and only so much vacation time available, that I try to visit a new city every time I travel. But Tokyo is one of the cities for which I will, without hesitation, suspend this rule. Since I was young, I have held a indescribable fascination for Tokyo. It is such a maze- an endless kaleidoscope of winding streets, each more charming or bizarre, but always interesting, than the one before. It feels ever uncharted, in the way that promises each directionless stroll will yield a hundred thousand unassuming treasures. And it is intoxicating.
It also makes Tokyo a hard place to say you "know well". Despite having visited Tokyo several times and for L, despite having lived in Japan for many years, neither of us would claim to intimately know Tokyo. So when L and I visited back in March, we decided to structure our trip a little differently. We decided to embrace being lost (in translation and directionally), to wander without worrying about arriving, and to explore both the pockets of Tokyo we were fondest of and least acquainted with.