It’s Tomorrowland. It’s ephemeral seething eye candy, a Tokyo Streetscape. It’s Feudal dreamtime, ancient fires. It’s a rip in the fabric of reality as we know it. It’s giggling girls shyly hiding their laughing faces behind gently curled fingers! It’s the legacy of 1854, when Commodore Perry’s 2nd landing dramatically brought the technology and ideology of America to feudal Japan. It’s nameless neon streets, always crowded, usually safe. It’s traffic jams and subways that run on time and businessmen in inevitable little black suits…..
Blast Off
It’s a 16 hour flight to the other side of the world, and the sun never sets. Large screens pipoint your flight location throughout the trip. Alaskan icebergs and blue Pacific waters seem to drift by below. People close their shades, many sleep the entire trip. Hot water and lemons clear your head. It’s Delta. American. JAL. ANA…..

