To the End of a Long Hard Winter

Its been cold in Toronto--there's no real denying it. I went for a four hour walk yesterday up to Bloor and then back around to the very small Museum of Contemporary Art for the first time in a while but it wasn't all pleasant: it was windy, and cold.

So, I've booked a flight and it's back to Tokyo. Just a few days less than a year since my last trip, and I can't wait. The last trip was short and a bit rushed, so I didn't get out of the city proper. This time I will, though I'm staying in the same spot. It works. It's close to Tokyo Station, and I love the Sumida River. Cherry Blossom season should be in full swing.

Off soon. Some memories in the interim.