Rain, rain, rain...

As I am writing this, Tokyo is being plagued by the worst rainstorm I have experienced since october. As I was walking home from Ikebukuro station maybe an hour and a half ago, carrying with me a well-sized umbrella I might add, the rain no less managed to make me wetter than a dog in an ocean. By the time I got home, my jeans were soaking wet, as were my shoes and socks, and parts of my jacket.

After getting inside and out of the wet clothes, however, I've started to find the rain much more to my liking. It's really cozy, sitting here on pillows on tatami floors, listening to the rain. In a minute or two I think I'll pick up a book too, and read my way through the evening. I will probably go to bed in less than an hour though. Have a big day tomorrow.

I found today that it was a very bad idea to wait like I did through eight days of sale before venturing out to find that coat I've wanted for some time now. All good looking coats seem to be sold out already, at least in Shinjuku. I'll continue my search further south on sunday, I think. Between Harajuku and Shibuya there has to be something of interest. If nothing else, I could always venture east and take a look around Ginza. Haven't been there in two and a half years.