Yesterday we went to see the fireworks at the annual Sumidagawa Hanabi Taikai (Sumidagawa Fireworks Festival).The fireworks festival is held on the last Saturday in July, and the center of the action is the area around Sumida river and Asakusa Station. It is the biggest festival in Tokyo, attracting around a million spectators each year.
Poul is usually Mr. Smart Casual himself, but one of the days in Tokyo, it was so hot that he just put on a pair of shorts and a plain white T-shirt without remembering that this was the day, we had a reservation for afternoon tea at posh and stylish Conrad.
Hong Kong is all about skyscrapers and during my short time here, I’ve found out that some of the city’s nicest restaurants are located several floors above the ground and often inside a shopping mall.
It’s AC’s first time in Bangkok, and she wanted to do some sightseeing. A few days ago, she therefore went to see the Grand Palace in the morning. I went to meet her at the main entrance at noon, and then we went to Wat Pho to see the reclining Buddha.
AC arrived late last night from Hong Kong and it was after 2:00 before we fell asleep. In spite of that, we managed to get up quite early, ready to go out and see more of Bangkok. Unfortunately, the weather was a bit gloomy, so we decided to dedicate today to some shopping in the malls around Siam BTS station.
I’m not very good at getting regular haircuts and often, more than a year passes between my visits to the hairdresser. I don’t know why, because when I’m first at the salon, I usually quite enjoy it, but I guess it’s just me being cheap combined with an exaggerated fear of ending up with short, purple hair.
If you’re longing for beach life and sand in your toes, look no further than Odaiba Beach. The man made island Odaiba is just a short ride with the Yurikamome train, which departs from Shimbashi station and takes you across Rainbow Bridge to the island. We got off at the Odaiba Kaihinkoen station, which is located right at the beginning of the beach.
Hong Kong’s skyline must be among the most beautiful in the world, and during our stay here, we’ve spent a lot of time down by the water. One evening, we went for an evening stroll on the Tsim Sha Tsui Promenade, when a mentally ill man came up to us. He started shouting in a mix of Arabic and English, claiming that I was his girlfriend and Poul had stolen me away from him.