The weather forecast says, "16...22 C, partly cloudy", but that is really no way to describe a day like today. Today is a glorious spring day, the sort of day every Sunday should turn out to be.
Lyani and I went out for breakfast, to a pancake restaurant that was rumoured to exist somewhere in the vicinity of Motomachi. We tried unsuccessfully last weekend to find it, but operating on the instructions we were given ("between Kannai and Ishikawa-cho stations, near Isezaki") proved futile. This morning, however, just as we were giving up hope of finding the place, it came into view contemporaneously with the sole landmark contained in our new directions. Angels sang a heavenly chorus, etc.
We rolled in, had a huge American-style breakfast, and had to be rolled out of the restaurant afterwards. Then it was time for a jaunt around the corner to drop Lyani off at one of the myriad entrances to Motomachi-Chukagai Station (on the Minato Mirai Line). She had to go into Tokyo to help a friend pick out a wedding dress.
I, on the other hand, had no plans whatsoever, so I decided to stroll down Motomachi on my way home. I stopped in the Starbucks at the top of Motomachi to procure a cup of honjitsu no kouhii (short size), and then made my way leisurely down the crowded shopping street, smiling at the antics of children and pets as they frolicked in the sunlight.
I'm sure going to miss living here. Moving from downtown Yokohama to the outer suburbs of Tokyo is going to be quite a change.