Day two, we were up and at them! Ok, it wasn’t quite morning, but in Jacky’s jet lagged body it felt that way. First stop, Marunouchi; the heart of Tokyo. We managed the metro line with ease and even managed to add more credit on our cards; we had this transport system sussed, and jumped off at Tokyo Station.
The traditional red bricked building was not what I pictured Japanese architecture to be, but opposite we were greeted by the towering skyscrapers; now that’s more like it!
A dander along a tree lined boulevard and across a wee bridge and the whole atmosphere of the district completely changed; the hussell and bussell stopped and it became all so peaceful as we neared the Imperial Palace Park and the Nujubashi bridge.
For me, this area depicted what I thought Tokyo would be like; an area of tranquility surrounded by craziness – the juxtaposition of the old and new.
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