Maybe the rainy season isn’t coming?
My friend and I are sitting outside one of my favourite cafes in Tokyo (go as early in the morning as possible, or on a weekday, and certainly not during sakura season, even though it is beautiful)(and definitely get the carrot cake).
It’s the first real hot day of the season, or maybe the second.
When I say hot, I mean hot enough to pull out the sun umbrella to walk the thirteen minutes from Yoyogi-Uehara station to Paddlers. Hot enough for me to feel relieved that I finally got over myself and started to use the sun umbrella. Hot enough to buy one of those salty plum electrolyte drinks from the convenience store on the way. Just over a year ago, even the thinnest suggestion of buying a sugary bottled drink was offensive to me. Then I experienced my first Tokyo summer. Now I laugh at the thought. You don’t eat sugar, that’s cute. Now I’d hook Pocari Sweat directly into my veins every July, if I could.
We thought the rainy season was coming two week…
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