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After New York, Tokyo is my favourite city in the world. There is just nowhere else in the world like it. The bright neon streets; the ordered chaos; the endlessly polite and friendly people; the cat cafes; and the vending machine ramen absolutely stole my heart.
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Hubby and I went to Japan on our honeymoon in 2013, but we always knew we would go back. So roughly 18 months later, when a Jetstar sale email popped up in my inbox, somehow I managed to convince him we should book flights, even though we were going to Bali 6 weeks earlier. It was one of those impulsive, you-only-live-once moments and it was totally worth it.
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So in October last year, we flew to Tokyo for our second Japan adventure. We stayed in the cutest Airbnb apartment in Shibuya that was my minimalist dream. As we had already seen most of the main attractions and neighbourhoods last time, we focused on exploring smaller neighbourhoods, wandering down narrow alleyways and eating so much amazing food.
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Highlights include: finding a pink Céline trio for a bargain in a Harajuku consignment store, the best gyoza I’ve eaten in my life, playing with the cutest rabbits at a bunny cafe in Shimokitazawa, and the oddest yet friendliest Japanese man walking us ages out of his way to the train station in Ginza.
