25th August 2004
Actually I had intended to sleep for only an hour yesterday evening, I just wanted to rest a bit before, as I had said, checking out the nightlife. I had set the alarm clock to
This morning I got on a Marunouchi line train from Ootemachi station to Shinjuku where I got off the train and somehow managed to squeeze myself through the crowds towards the station exit.

Hurry, hurry, for the early bird chatches the worm…
Somehow I felt a bit strange at that time of the day as a tourist: While everyone else is running, rushing and scurrying I was stranded in the midst of that rush as a beholder, a mere bystander who can afford to take all the time in the world to stop here and there to look at a building or to take a photo of something. Is it only me who’s feeling that? It is like an inbred lump of guilty conscience inside me, asking me “What are you doing here, why aren’t you at work?” I gues, I’m just one of those people who can’t relax even on a holiday. At other times of the day there you see people in a hurry too, of course, but the morning hours are extreme.
Somehow I still managed to ignore the voices in my head and enjoying myself, taking my time to take photos and to film to my heart’s content. When you come out of Shinjuku station you soon come to a quite bustling junction where you can virtually feel the pulsating energy of busy Japanese sarariman.

A really busy junction in Shinjuku, a really busy area…
Along the sidewalks shop employees are standing around, greeting customers and giving away free tissues (very useful on muggy days like that). Traffic is rather dense and the air is filled with the monotonous humming of engines and the smells of exhaust and gasoline. And shops, shops, shops, as far as you can see.

Karaoke – the famous Japanese entertainment
that can be found everywhere
Taking a few detours I walked towards the Tochou (the Tokyo Government Office building), which is a lofty 250m tall and is most impressive when you’re standing right in front of it. Once again I made extensive use of my digital camera… When you enter that skyscraper, you don’t enter the ground floor (ikkai) but the first floor (nikai), which means, that in order to reach the elevators that take you up to the observation platforms, which are free of charge, you first have to take some escalators down. In front of the elevators some security guys are controlling visitors’ bags (but they only open them for a quick look and don’t start ransacking it), and then you are invited into the elevator by the elevator girl’s friendly ‘irasshaimase’.

Tochou – the
also a much demanded photo motif in
Then the elevator whisks you up to the 45th floor. One particularity in

As you’d expect from an observation platform the room was all windows and I enjoyed a stunning view on the city even though the weather wasn’t very nice. At least I could see as far as the Rainbow-Bridge in the southern parts of
Tents in the shinjuku-chuuou-kouen
After having seen enough of this park I ambled to the next underground station, Tochou-Mae, and went, maybe taking a little detour, to Shinjuku-Gyoen-Mae station. From the station it was a 300 metres walk until I then stood in front of the Shinjuku-Mon, one of the entrances to

On my way I also saw two little Japanese teahouses. Then I crossed a really elaborately laid out pond (with some Koi – Japanese carp – swimming in it) on a wooden bridge and went on to the chrysanthemum fields. Then I settled down on a bench to leisurely think about what I still wanted to see today. I decided to go to the Gokokuji temple next so I left the park and took the underground to Gokokuji station. Isn’t it just convenient how you can reach almost every point in
Furou-mon – Gate of eternal youth
Through the Nioumon, the main gate of Japanese temples guarded by two guardian figures, I slowly approached the temple and while surrounding it, I noticed how astonishingly empty this place was. When you hear of
St.Mary’s cathedral
At about half four, I stood in front of the cathedral and entered it. Unfortunately photography wasn’t allowed again and so I took loads of photos from outside. The inside consists of a large hall having everything that European cathedrals have: sacred water, confessionals, an altar, an organ… And now I am sitting here in front of the cathedral, typing away on my laptop.





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