2004 marks my 20th year in Japan... 7,300 days of irrevocable
That McDonald's across the intersection is one I ate in a few times
back in 84 and 85 when I was working for a company in the Iidabashi
area. And there was that party up the hill (going in the
opposite direction from this view) at the rich expat's place where I
seemed to be the least financially-enabled person there (by far).
Another time, I ate at a cheap local restaurant (near where this
photo was taken) with a highly skilled jungle-warfare foreigner who
was working at the same company I was (your worst enemy in a foreign
country is someone from your home country competing for the same
work). Also in the area: Yasakuni Shrine - ever in the
news when prime ministers visit it - is just a twelve-minute walk up
the hill and a little past those white buildings in the background.
a humdrum corner of megacity Tokyo, but something about this
particular corner makes me feel melancholy.... Probably the
double-punch of that party at the rich expat's place and the cheap
dinner with the jungle-warfare fighter who was hitting the mark with
his poison darts at the office as he swung from the ceiling.
massive infusion of cash would cure that old bug I'm sure... so I
keep looking around the next corner, but 7,300 days on after arriving
a poor immigrant on these far western shores (look at the map if that
one confuses you) I am still chasing the elusive Japanese Dream.
2004 - Lyle (Hiroshi) Saxon, Images Through