A walk around the area where I lived in Tokyo.
Pictures from a Sumo tournament we went to. It was a fun experience, very different from your typical western sport. The wrestlers will spend several minutes just staring at eachother or preparing for the fight. Then, suddenly, they crash into eachother. The fight normally only lasts for a few seconds. I find it to be most similar to golf: the competitors engage in a long period of hard focusing, planning the move, waiting for every limb to become ready. Then, at just the right moment, they strike. With Sumo, it becomes a race of the minds between the two competitors. Whoever is ready first, and is ready enough, wins.
Photos from a sumo dojo (?) we visited.
We went to a Zen temple to try Zazen meditation. After, we joined in the tea ceremony, drinking macha.
I spent half a day in the Imperial Palace Garden, center of Tokyo.
Late autumn the Japanese school had a barbeque, inviting all us Europeans and some Japanese.
Some “Engrish” that I found, i.e. nonsense sentences that seem like English, but made up by Japanese people who have yet to master the language.