Saturday was my favorite day yet in Tokyo. The three of us headed to the famed Tsukiji Fish Market for a breakfast of extraordinarily fresh sushi and to sightsee. We didn't make it in time for the 5am auction, but given the previous days of jetlag, I was grateful for the extra hour of sleep.
The market itself is really a cluster of narrow streets packed with all sorts of food vendors, although the emphasis is on all varieties of seafood.
Not entirely sure what that is, or why it's there. Not sure I want to know.
Practicing her Japanese.
Afterwards, David went to his conference while Anna and I headed to Ginza for more adventuring. It happened to be Saturday, which meant that the main boulevard was closed to traffic, turning the wide street into a pedestrian walkway for blocks. We window shopped, met a friendly bear, examined strange foods (both real and plastic), and ran down the middle of the street. It really could not have been a more perfect day.