They’re pink, white, temperamental, come out for ten days a year and the Japanese people go bonkers over them! That’s right, it’s sakura (cherry blossom) time where our little park resembles Shibuya crossing for two weeks of the year. Packed full with festival food, people and beer. Takada Park lived up to all the hype that had preceded it. I have never cared for flowers but the cherry blossoms are such a strong symbol in Japanese culture. With that being said, what a cool night, sharing drinks, laughing with post winter optimism and enjoying the rare WOW! moments that life serves up.
Enjoy.
Cherry Blossoms in the foreground, Myoko in the background.
Takada Castle in Hanami
After beers, sake and wine. Janpanm?
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