Carnival
I was lucky enough to be in Tokyo during one of the three major summer festivals. The Asakusa Samba festival, right next door from my hotel, draws some 4000 participants from all over the world. Lots of pretty chicks in pretty costumes doing pretty moves. And the Japanese contingent showing that, indeed, east Asians can have hot booty too.
Unlucky for the participants, there were three major showers during the parade. In my hotel, in my pod, I’ve got my own TV, with an earpiece to not disturb my fellow podizens, and the news has been fawning over the many floodings in the Tokyo area over the last few days. It’s been raining for most of the week, but today, it really was like the sky opened up. Noah would have felt at home.
Though a few participants were of international origin, most were Japanese. And they loved the elaborate dress ups. I have a feeling that’s because the Japanese see carnival simply as another type of cosplay. Only, one accompanied by loud Latin music.