I ended up in Akihabara. It wasn’t intentional really, I’d gone to Tokyo Station to rehearse the trip I’d be making at 6am the following morning. I’d already spent some time with a very helpful tourist booth at Shibuya Station to get my reserved tickets for the journey and wanted to make sure I could find my way to the Shinkansen as missing that train would screw up all of my plans.

With the rehearsal over and the realisation that Akihabara was a couple of stops away, that last squeak of over-excitement made me head over – what if the DVT was just biding its time? – it’d be a shame to drop dead and miss it. I didn’t spend too long, maybe an hour of wandering, as I’d be back in Tokyo in a couple of weeks and planned to see it in full then. I ended up in black and white, looking at people looking; the lights, the noise and the saturated colour on every building saved for the real visit.

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