They came every Friday morning for 2 hours, to volunteer to clear the weeds so that more could enjoy the beauty of this public spice park in the hills.
Only the plants witnessed them toiling under the sun and thrived under their efforts. These gardening volunteers are the unsung heroes.
When people entered Tokyo Disneyland, many left their real world identities behind the gates and don things they would probably not wear in reality.
It was as if they were magically transformed in the land of magic.
An interesting phenomenon in Tokyo Disneyland, is that the Japanese who appeared to be good friends walk around dressed in the same way, from head to toe.
Observing clones moving about in “uniforms” with my Samsung Galaxy Note 8.
The Japanese believe in enjoying ingredients in its raw fresh form. This seafood don has no seasoning, just plain old goodness of the ocean.
And we found it not in a fancy upmarket restaurant, but a small shop tucked in a corner after a long street of restaurants catered for tourists in Otaru, Hokkaido. Following the local scent led us here and this policy has not failed us once again.
Shell food from the the market to the charcoal grill, and everything just pops out deliciously.
Tiger prawns big and juicy, from the ocean to the table.
Roaring good prawning with my Samsung Galaxy Note 8.
Hakodate scallops are the best, from the ocean to the table. Savoring freshness on my tongue with the Samsung Galaxy Note 8.