Tokyo at Christmas.🎄
I’m leaving around the holidays. Suitcase 🧳 half-zipped. Last coffees. Last train rides where nobody looks up. I’ll miss the small rituals: the warm vending machine cans, the way Tokyo can make me feel anonymous and seen all at the same time.
This time of year hits different. Not sadness exactly—more like gratitude and bewilderment. Tokyo never begs me to stay. And I thought I wanted it to this time.
December 2025
Amazing pictures! I feel like I’m always seeing the soul of the cities you photograph.
Happy Holidays and thanks for sharing your thoughts as well.
Respectfully,
Your old PC friend, Bob
Ahh, thank you so much for this. 🖤
It means a lot that you see the soul in these places with me.
Happy Holidays to you, too!
Where is your next stop and what do the red bibs on the foxes mean? Wonderful pictures.
Bangkok. Red = protection against evil/illness in Japanese tradition, so people dress the foxes in red to honor them and ask for protection. 🙂
Thank you. That makes sense. Happy New Year and safe travels.