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Doing daily life in Tsukiji and Ginza / 22 September 2014

Travelling with a smallish suitcase, mostly full of stuff to keep my body ticking over, and gifts, there is not much room for clothes. I get very fed-up with wearing the same stuff over and over. Today seemed just the day for a ladies lunch and for checking out some local fashion.
We try a couple of sushi restaurants in Tsukiji, but they don't want me.
The first says yes and then no, all smiles and welcoming body language, but saying my wheelchair will be inconvenient. The second has a very sharp turn coming out of the lift and no accessible loo, so it might be best another day.

In ambulant company I travel roads I have not yet explored, find slopes to roll across that feel perilously steep and threaten to swirl my chair out into a busy road; meet dropped curbs that have neglected to drop; uneven surfaces that deny my skinny wheels sufficient grip. Much like home...

We pass a large modern glass and marble-floored building that always looks empty and although it has a sign saying café, there is only one small table, parked in front of one of the many plate glass windows, and only occasionally is there anyone sitting at it.
There is also a very missable sign saying sushi restaurant.
In the deserted atrium ( where does the coffee come from?) there are more signs for maybe a library and offices on higher floors. The restaurant is down a level and there is a good slope that levels out to a corridor with loos (including accessible).
The restaurant proves to be an artificially aged version of the small restaurants at street level.

I am welcomed, we settle ourselves and order sets rather than individual selections. There is green tea and my set comes with soup and a sweet of green ice cream.
The sushi is fresh and very tasty.

Afterwards we head for a building that has a lot of small franchises under one roof, so there will be a variety of brands.
I could fit on Japanese clothes, but would need to be careful of the style (and I'm not a large person). Shoe sizes stop at 38, so I might just fit a generous sized brand - if I was lucky. When I first came to Japan I was struck by the fussy, clumpiness of shoes, but this year there is a good variety of simple elegant styles. I start to feel very large and lumpy.

I also feel that if I went home, cut up my wardrobe and stuck my clothes back together in random ways, I'd be right in fashion. It would make a change!
Needing my clothes to front-fasten, I do ordinarily find it difficult to find interesting stuff that doesn't pull over the head. There do seem more choices here.
Historically, wrap around clothes featured prominently, so maybe there is not such a one dimensional focus on 'pull-over-the-head' garments.

It occurs to me that colour schemes in Japan are all geared up for black hair and Japanese complexions. There is something very attractive about their en masse presentation, but even if I found a good fit, I would probably find it more difficult to wear these clothes well.



When did diversity become commercial suicide,
rhetorical; of course austerity has something to
do with it. The abrupt slide into communistic
poverty driven by market forces wired for
self perpetuation, shaping a monoculture by
their escalating need for profit. The dirty word of
diversity, erased from our minds in the mindless
content of a brainwashed majority who still
believe that they've never had life so good.