The Asakusa area of Tokyo is famous for its Buddhist Temple and its buzzing markets - not a bad way to start the day then. Better still, rather than take the train back downtown, we were able to take a river cruise south along the Sumidagawa River which fortunately enough left us off in Hamarikyu Gardens, the most peacful oasis of calm imaginable in a city as bustling as Tokyo. Wandering over the miniature bridges (one of which is hosting Ruth above) and along the leafy walkways - listening to the calming music being gently piped through the park, it was practically impossible to believe that we were in a city of 12 million people.
And yet in a city of 12 million people we were, so many of whom are polite, friendly and delightful. Our luck, however, it was that when we decided to end the night in a little bar beside the hotel, we were seated beside a loudmouth Sasanach. If nothing else it made us more certain than before that the correct island to start our adventure on was this one in the far east, rather any other island closer to home.
But that is all. So long.
Ciarán and Ruth
