"Subir"! "Suffer" the effects of...this hotel. The French around here is kinda strange.
Breizh Café, Tokyo style! After St. Malo and Paris, this makes my third Breizh Café pit stop. No Frenchies there that day, but one of the waitresses was fluent in French. It was a very good time with my mother and her high school friend.
I was told that the japanese-style crepes, rolled up like sushi, weren't popular - everyone wants the "real thing", japanese or no.
Dessert crêpe with ginger sugar, in honor of Ken-chan's preferred parfum in St. Malo.
It was fun to enjoy something familiar, being "back in France" for a moment.
All the french signage there was correct!
From the outside.
The street leading up to Breizh Café Tokyo.
A message from the wealthy hipsters in Omotesando District.
Tokyo Champs Elysee outdoes its model in terms of sheer consumer fantasm.
Blaring semi's spouting advertising, touring the strip.
Tori gate at Meiji Shrine.
I washed my hands here at the bamboo & stone fountain, then clapped them in front of the shrine a little later after saying a prayer.
Old roof, new roof - copper before it goes green, on the right.
Copper reflections from the roof.
Please behave yourself in the subway...or she will make you behave.
Yes, "all make sense". Difficult to argue with this logic, neh?
More creative French-like word combinations.
...and not to leave out the Engrish.
Arrows, unite! At the Station Store!
Don't be like this guy in the subway. Notice the blond hair - haoles oney rude, yeah?
The famous "Metro Patio".
Poster from the Tokyo Metropolitain Theatre, just next to the subway café.
A long journey draws to a close. Every day was full, even the one rest day in Tokyo at the beginning.
Too much to type here now, but the reverberations will last, that is for sure. And I'll be back.