The view from Ueno station.
Tuesday, August 3, 2010
Backtracking: July 29 in Ueno
On Thursday, July 29, I went with Yuwa, her mom, and her mom’s Chinese friend to eat a fancy lunch and see Ueno Park.
We had planned to see the Tokyo National Museum, but because we woke up late and lingered in the house instead, we went into two free art museums. I really enjoyed them! One was a collection of high school artists’ work from around the world. It was awesome to see the differences.
The pond/lake in Ueno Park was really beautiful.
In the Ameyoko market, I got my favorite kind of Japanese soft serve ice cream: purple sweet potato!
I also saw a building run by Obama’s and Amit’s lovechild/clone, Obmit.
We ate SO much food. My mom told me not to eat seafood in case that’s what was making my allergy not go away, but I did anyway because it was soooo delicious. :)
Yuwa's mom and her friend from China/Osaka:
The world’s tiniest cake for dessert.
When we came out of the restaurant, there were 12 or 13 firetrucks lined up and a huge area blocked off from access. Apparently Tokyo dwellers have studied their history well: fires spread fast in densely-populated areas, so they are taken VERY seriously in Japan. We didn’t actually see a fire or any evidence of one, but there were dozens and dozens of firefighters, huge hoses, and more firetrucks on the way all the time. Yuwa had to go back to Oji, so Yuwa’s mom, her friend, and I joined the gawkers for a brief time. No one seemed embarrassed to be taking pictures of the firetrucks or staring, hoping to see something interesting.
One of the best Engrish shirts out there.
I shopped around in Ameyoko for awhile, trying to find gifts for friends but I didn’t end up buying anything. Maybe that’s for the best, because my luggage was too full anyway. The next trip I go on, I am taking one huge bag that is halfway full, a smaller carryon, and that’s IT. I hate dragging around a ton of stuff; I’m not that big of a person and on this trip, my luggage outweighs me.
The lovely entrance to Ameyoko Market.
Ouch, my allergy rash that night. It never stayed in one spot, which was good for avoiding scars but bad because I couldn't really put cream on it without having to cream up my whole body!