Hokkaido and Tokyo are very very different places. Hokkaido is quaint, friendly, just like visiting your hometown, with good wholesome food. But I love Tokyo more, am deeply attracted to bright city lights like a bug. And the vibrant energy of a city.
MY TOKIE
Omotosando street is a Zelkova tree-lined avenue, major brands all have a presence here, each competing with outlandishly stylish building exteriors. Walking down the street is visually stimulating, especially at night when they turn on the lights. Gorgeous architecture. We were all freezing that particular night, but Dally preservered and took some nice pix.
The zig zag paper's called gohei, to mark something as sacred. Hung from a torii gate. The gate marks Shinto Shrine entrance.
Rodin at Ueno. The Japanese adore everything French.
HAKIDOKI
Billboard outside our wonderful, clean, affordable, cute budget hotel. Notice alot of the Japanese characters spell Hokkaido. There were also hidden loudspeakers there, with a male bellowing a patriotic song about Hokkaido, put on repeat mode.
Niseko didn't feel like Japan, as it was overrun by Australians. We were waiting for the staff to ready our snowboard class stuff. Lodges and ski schools ran by Australians, though our instructor was from Canada.
Noboribetsu has a tourist attraction called Hell Valley, which emitted sulphur smoke, and really look like an entrance to Satan's lair. Check out one of anime-looking resident demons.
This pair of demons looked like they belong to the movie Spirited Away.
alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087301301712248706" />Ancient Sapporo beer ads. Compare them to Singapore's 80s beer ads with skimpy clothed girls.
Pedestrian road sign for wavy people. Everytime I came across one of the signs in the city, I will smile.
Niseko, where we attempted to snowboard on powdery white pure snow.
When we were at Otaru, it was snowing so heavily that snowflakes were whacking out faces. We made quick escapes into shops every 15 minutes. This was one of the better escapes. Hmmm, Beer.
Otaru hotel lift lobby. Feels abit In the Mood for Love, but a more run-down version.
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