I have seen the sun rise over Tokyo this day. It was such a joy to have the trip behind me, to know it went well and though we were very tired, we had landed in a beautiful place. It began with the kind reception of a woman representing the PEN Club who took great care in getting us the bus tickets and getting us to the right vehicle. It was already dark when we got out of the airport so the journey into Tokyo was only a series of names we knew only on maps. As we curved over skyways with whole cities shimmering below us like pools of light, we wondered where the people were. It was only after 90 minutes of big bus noises did we approach Shibuya train station and the strees filled with entertainment and crowds of people. All too soon we were away from that and at the Keio Hotel and being royally welcomed. We were escorted to a beautiful room on the 29th floor so that the city was spread below us like a carpet of lights.
We could barely eat our rice, soup (delicious!) and tea before we fell into bed; asleep before we knew it.
At three we both woke and decided it was better to get up and get unpacked. What a joy this hotel is. I have never had a room with so many amenities and well-thought out fulfillment of every need. Once passing the huge window we saw a lurid pink in the sky and the dawn followed.

after a long trip
with clean wet hair

watching sunrise
I face the east to see

back to California