Little Buddhas. Maya said they are for babies that have died. And they get dressed by a family who has lost a baby.
Shrine outside of Tokyo Tower
Really Pretty at night.
Our view down! Were were about halfway up - not all the way at the top - didn't feel like spending $24 for that.... Maya was tentative to stand on it! It was pretty intense. After this picture was taken, several Japanese school girls came up to us and stood in front of us. Finally one of them said "HELLO!" They were dying to practice their English! I was the first person they'd spoken to in English (outside their classroom). Yeah, I'm pretty popular.... ;)
Me and the Tower - whilst I act very Japanese and do the Peace-Sign for my picture.
Maya and I in front of the tower at night.
Last Thursday, Dave was flying until 10pm. So I arranged to take the train to Tokyo and meet the friend of a family friend - who is now my friend. Maya met me outside of the central gate at Kamata, about 1.5 hours from my home station, Zama. We had lunch - and talked for two hours! Well, there was a lot of drawing, spelling, looking up of words, in order to get around out language barrier. I taught her some new English, and she expanded my vocabulary of Japanese. We took the train to Downtown Tokyo, and walked around the Imperial Palace Gardens. Then we took the train to farther in to town and walked to Tokyo Tower. It is a model of the Eiffel Tower in Paris. We spent almost 6 hours together. It was a really wonderful afternoon evening. Maya is so friendly and warm. I already feel like I have known her for a long time. She and I are both looking forward to meeting up again soon.
Side note: I was very close to getting shoved in to the train by the men with pushing sticks... In case you haven't heard, rush hour in Tokyo is crazy. There are men stationed at each door to the car, usually with big sticks. They use the sticks to push passengers in to the train to make sure every car it to it's capacity. There are also Women Only cars because there are some perverts that enjoy being shoved so close to women and therefore grow wondering hands... As a result, most men use both hands to hold on to the rails so they cannot be accused of wondering hands.