Tokyo, No Sleep

Jet lag had us awake at 4am every day, which meant we saw the fish market, the empty shrines, and the convenience-store coffee runs that nobody warns you about but everybody should.

The record stores

Brendan budgeted one hour. We spent four. Jennifer found the thing she’d been hunting for years in a basement in Shimokitazawa, and that more or less defined the rest of the trip.

A city that rewards walking with no destination.