Ginza

From the morning, the sun was out, warming everything in that really comfortable way—not too hot, not too cold. I felt totally fine in my jacket, but a lot of people were already walking around in t-shirts and even shorts. I mean, fair enough—it’s their call. I kicked things off with some shopping and a walk through Ginza. While wandering around, I ran into one of my favorite stores, Uniqlo, and couldn’t resist picking up a few things. I ended up buying four t-shirts in random colors, plus one special edition piece with a cool print and the words “Peace for All.”

After the previous day, I was completely drained, so I let myself sleep in until 10 a.m. to recover some of that lost energy. Once I woke up, I slipped straight into my routine and focused on a few tasks—especially my blog posts. I couldn’t ignore them; consistency matters too much to me. So, until around noon, I stayed in my small room, working while listening to raindrops tapping steadily against something near the window.

At the same time, I was starting to feel properly hangry. The last real meal I had was on the airplane, and on my way to the room I hadn’t managed to find anything worth eating. Honestly, the night before I didn’t even feel that hungry—but morning had completely different plans for me.