Man, how I miss coffee. I do not know whether the thing I miss most of all, in the context of "food" Italian. But it's definitely the thing I hear most often lack, because here is totally lacking a place to spend some 'time in peace and have a coffee / cappuccino. What that is closest Starbucks and the like, with its fullest Caramel Mocha Frappuccino sciapo and ice.
Mind you, I'm not complaining from the culinary point of view: just a few days ago I went from a crawl sushieria "eat all you can eat" for 1000 yen (6 €), and right now I'm eating a delicious sesame mochi-out-in-fagiolirossi (3 per 100 yen). And almost everything I tasted was really good.
But coffee, pizza and pasta (not often, because I always eat here at least a plate of rice or noodles in broth) I miss them a lot.
Turning to recent events, last great ride for the districts of Yebisu and Meguro, with a visit to a typical temple ( Daien -ji) nestled between ultra-modern apartment blocks, with many statues of Buddha and , carved in different styles, but almost all very fascinating.
Then quick visit to Meguro Parasitological Museum (xD) and very interesting trip to the Tokyo Metropolitan Museum of Photography , which was housed in an exhibition of such a Mitsuhiko Imamori (a photographer very famous here in Japan), on the magical world of insects (Click here → tree teeming with fireflies / click here -> nice big face of a green caterpillar), some of these photos were very impressive. Ok, then I have always liked very much the macro.
At this point it is consumed in the drama: parched with thirst Bedouin because of the heat of this city concrete, lagging in the direction of the mythological Beer Museum Yebisu , desire to flood the nectar of the gods, who long time since when I stepped out of our conditioning room (one in the afternoon). Well, now the entrance, with his tongue hanging out and keeping in mind only the freshness of a beer, I discovered that day was closed, no one knows why, nobody knows how. Needless to say, have led me into a litany of mental smadonnamenti that probably Almighty Buddha sent a letter of condolence, along with Brahma, Vishnu and Shiva.
gggiovane evening in the neighborhood of Harajuku , one of the fashion tokyesi. A real shit, chevvelodicoaffà.
Today in Ueno to see the National Museum in Tokyo, said Tokyo Kokuritsu Hakibutsukan (who can repeat it 10 times wins a doll). Nothing memorable say, at least for someone who almost completely ignores the art of the Far East. Some beautiful paintings, armor, and some statues in particular.
Unfortunately we lost, so we never got to Tokyo Metropolitan Museum of Art. I hope to make up tomorrow, in case there was an interesting exposure (as these ignorant can not write a decent website in English, even for their most important museums).
For the rest of the very special Yushima Tenjin, a temple dedicated to the pupils, which floods of students go every year to get good academic results (or so says the guide).
eaten exponential Then, again in Ueno, and at home soon. I needed a little 'time to relax, without having to run after the temples and museums in this infernal heat.
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