Shibuya is so different from my memory
Shibuya is so different from my memory A 3-night, 4-day trip to Tokyo from March 11th to 15th. My business was done in half a day, so I spent the rest of the time walking around Tokyo alone for the first time in a while. It was cold in Tokyo in mid-March. I knew that because I had lived there for over 30 years until three years ago, but it felt intensely cold for my body that was used to living in KL. The cold isn't the only enemy when walking around Tokyo. Perhaps because of the large number of tourists, the trains are packed for longer periods of time. It feels like it's impossible to ride a train in the Tokyo city center after 6pm (probably until the last train). The chances of getting a seat on the Yamanote Line on a Saturday afternoon were also very low. The thing that surprised me the most about Tokyo, which I saw for the first time in several years, was Shibuya. I got on the JR and arrived at Shibuya Station. I wasn't in a hurry, so I just went with the flow to go ...