Luck was on my side last week and I found myself in Japan for a few days. Technically I was there for work but I kept my eyes, ears and mouth, wide open for the duration. I flew back full of green tea, miso soup and sashimi.

Going to Japan felt almost like a rebirth. I’m not joking, it’s pretty interesting to understand so little, to be dismayed by brightly coloured snacks! and spend 20 wide-eyed minutes in front of a tube map none-the-wiser.

The demographic is also noticeably less ‘pick n’ mix’ than England, particularly my neighbourhood in Hackney let’s say. So that just made me feel like an even stranger stranger. This delightful but disorienting feeling of foreign-ness was however, assuaged by the graciousness of the Japanese people and their constant willingness to help.

People were very nice to me, we bowed, we giggled, we did karaoke, I marvelled at the shortness of the school girls’ skirts. I drank sake and ate delicious meals ordered by touch-sensor on-table computer screens. Tables full of workers straight from the office, all wearing the same uniform and drinking with the same spirit, but looking decidedly Battle Royale.

I could go on and on, but must now start trawling the net hunting down cheap tickets back to Tokyo.

Hope you’ve checked out the show this week - it’s hottie. Also I’ll be posting some more Japan shots later this week.

Ami x