Tokyo
Tokyo never cease to thrill your senses. It is the fashion, food and the juxtaposition of ultra modernism and traditionalism. The maddening crowds of Shibuya metro station, the fantasy world of Manga come alive in Harajuku on a Sunday afternoon. On the other spectrum, the sereneness of the Nikko mountains and its shrines, the state of Zen, the immaculate tea ceremonies, the obsession with quality and orderliness. Japan exists in superlatives. Civilised yet it had once the world's most fearsome military prowess. We stayed at the Prince Park Tower hotel which is next to the Tokyo Tower and two subway stops from Ginza. As service is big in Japan, check-in at the hotel was a flurry of activity with heads bowing and extra chairs being pulled out for our group. Tipping is not a way of life and can be construed as insulting to the service provider, so i didn't have to worry that i had no change for the bellboy. Day 1: Hopped on the hotel's courtesy bus to take me to the subway. T...