A predictable title perhaps, but completely apt since the view from the hotel is completely fantastic. I am pretending that the park stretching out in front of us is the Forbidden City, and I am also pretending that the sun setting over the mountains is instead a rising sun. But who needs such imaginary worlds when my sister and I meet up, duck downstairs to grab some sushi and are watching sumo on the television with the boss of the joint?

Imagination and reality seem closer here…

Ele looks out across to the Presidential Palace

Traffic – the life blood of Tokyo