Friday - not just another day.

That's the feeling I have here, and I guess that's what we were hoping to find. Every day is new and interesting. Every day is an adventure. Every day is colourful - no oatmeal colour here! We're breaking the routines from back home - and I like it!!!

What is so amazing here is the diversity. People watching here takes on a whole new dimension. From the most beautiful traditional kimonos, over the 'crazy' kids posing in costumes, to the hippest city chic people having just stepped off the runways of Tokyos fashion shows.

Selma is getting herself a new t-shirt to blend in with the latter group.

Diversity is also the keyword for the city. Whenever you get off the train on a new station, it is like being in a new city. You never know quite what to expect, when you step out from the underground into the light again.

Yesterday was one of those days where we explored more than one side of Tokyo. In the morning the kids and I went to see the most beautiful traditional japanese garden.

The sea was full of fish and turtles.

Besides from being beautiful, it was also totally peaceful. We almost had the place to ourselves, and it was easy to forget that we were in Tokyo. As Kristian later came home from work we kicked off the weekend by going out to experience 'the beating pulse of modern Japan' as Shibuya Crossing is referred to in our guidebook. It is one of the biggest intersections in the world - a spectacle of neonlights and a crowd of people so dense that you can practically feel the 'pulse beating'. I don't quite know how to describe the energy at that place, I guess, I'm going to have to say the same as The White House did, as they were told that Obama got the Nobel price: WOW!!!

Our fotos aren't the best though, so we might have to go back again...but I'll post them anyway for you to get an idea.

Madness - but it still had a logic to it. Thus, we weren't scared to lose sight of each other or Selma.

A thrilling night - need I say that it was hard to get the kids to sleep after this massive stimulation from all sides...funny how that is really. They couldn't sleep and we were totally whiped out.

さようなら (Sayõnara) and good bye,
The Reckzehs.