This past July my daughter and I decided on a whim to take a trip to Tokyo for a few days. She was out of school for the summer and it was perfect for some quality father daughter time. It’s been two years since our last trip. Scary how fast time goes by. On my last trip to Tokyo I had just bought the x100T and was testing it out.
What is it about the night that so many of us love? Is it because the night is filled with fantasy and the day with reality? Do our flaws feel less obvious at night than by day, or does the cloak of the night simply shadow them in our minds? Whatever the reason, I do often feel more at peace at night than I do during the day. Not to say that I don't enjoy a beautiful, blue-sky kind of day, I do, I just seem to love the night more.
I travel to Tokyo far less than I wish I could, but in the past couple years my family and I have been visiting once or twice per year. I've taken so many street photos that I've only recently started to sort through them. I don't want to post dozens of images in one or two post, so I decided to break them up into an ongoing series called Streets of Tokyo where I can share one or two at a time. I have also created a folder on my Flickr page for the series as well.