Sunday

Edson and I went to Harajuku, the trendy teenager hangout on the weekends. There was a long pedestrian mall, which was completely packed with Tokyo's teens. We walked a little further and found more upscale shopping and an older crowd. While down there we stopped in at the Audi store and oogled the $130,000 r8.

We finally made it down to the scene that makes Harajuku famous; the costumed groups that hang out there every Sunday. Here are a few of the weird things we saw:






After that unique experience, we went into the large park just on the other side of the costumed people. There was a tranquil walk down to a large temple:



We had dinner at a Japanese burger chain, where I made the mistake of ordering a lemonade. I forgot that lemonade to most of the world is just lemon juice. Sour.