Tokyo: City of Sisterly Love

Last weekend, my sis and I went to Tokyo. It was kind of a spur-of-the-moment thing. We were planning on going to a huge festival in Chichibu for part of the weekend, however, people were flocking to the small mountain town like it was the gold rush of 1849 and the mass exodus due to the Irish potato famine all rolled up in one. With that said, no hotel...no ryokan (Japanese-style inn)...no nothing. So, we took a look at the famous shrine, et cetera, and then left. Next stop: Tokyo.


Tokyo might be the most versatile, diverse city in the entire world. You can get your fair share of old culture and tradition, check out the ultra-modern side that puts Times Square to shame, and do just about anything else that you could think of. There are so many different parts to the city that just about everything is covered. Greta and I didn't do much. We tried to go to a parasite museum to see a 8.8 meter long tapeworm that came from poor soul. Instead, we found ourselves walking the streets among the worms and filth, not finding what we were looking for.


Anyway, we just ended up going to the most famous temple in all of Japan. Actually, I don't know if it is a temple or a shrine. If you know the difference, please tell me. This temple is in Asakusa and it is the primary bread winner of all shrines/temples.


P.S. This is like "Where's Waldo" only instead Waldo = Greta. Click to enlarge. Hint: she doesn't have black hair.