There was that time I travelled to Japan and fell completely in love with the city of Kyoto! This place had everything I had come to Japan for: colours, history, temples, everywhere! And an entire museum dedicated only to Manga (and a whole lot of ordinary books stores selling pornographic Mange novels, and just as many teenage girls hovering over them - that must be one of those weird culture clashes you hear so much about!). Now this was a time where having to little time in a location really bugged me - I really didn't want to leave Kyoto behind after five days, but I had to otherwise it would be the only place I would get to visit in the entire country. Kyoto is a city I will definitely return to one day!

There was that time I travelled to Japan. I arrived in Tokyo, but went almot straight to Kyoto, this being the prime location I wanted to visit. In Kyoto I stumbled upon a second had store selling classic Japanise clothing. I had teamed up with a Canadian girl, Sarah, for the day, and we thought that playing dress up in Japanese dresses was just what the situation was asking for! I eventually ended up buying a yukata, which is a type of sumer kimono, because, y'know, I have a thing for picking of traditional pieces of clothing from the countries I visit. And will you have it, that was the perfect attire for doing a little photo shoot in the streets of Kyoto, much to the joy of old Japanese ladies! Or, well, lady - one of them was really thrilled, at least!

There was that time I spent walking the streets of Tokyo, taking in all the bizarra wonders of the Japanese capital. My favourite area would have been Harajuku - the street just outside of the station is packed with Japanese people wearing attires that would make their Manga idols green with envy!

And then there was the old Japanese guy outside the temple wo just started babling away in a friendly manner for an hour about Japanese culture, tourists, and their knowledge of Japan - not to mention the temple guards who were eyeing me with sympathy for being caught in that situation listening to the old geezer - although I have to say he was quite entertaining!

And then their was the old Japanese couple who didn't speak a word of English, but saw my camera and gave me 1000 yen to take their picture while smiling and making the peace sign with their hands - and then gave me a note with something written in Japanese, which I assume might have been an address or email adresse they wanted me to send the pictures to (which to this day I still feel guilty about not doing, despite the fact that I couldn't read Japanese and desperately tried to find someone who spoke English who could help me out with it, but didn't manage to!).

There really was no limit to what friendly and entertaining people I would bump into on the streets of Tokyo. And also, in Japan, their toilets SING! Did I mention that?