I deposited my baggage at the left luggage counter at the airport, and headed into town with just a carry-on bag. My hotel had provided excellent instructions for transportation by train and taxi, so I got there shortly after 10 am. To my amazement, they had a room ready for me, so I was able to shower, freshen up and get organized.
Tokyo was cold (about 8 degrees) and threatening rain, so I headed out with my umbrella to find lunch and explore the Imperial Gardens, realizing it was not a great day for walking in a park, but I would have fallen asleep in a museum!
Remarkable to see how the construction of the walls in the Imperial Gardens was so similar to the walls in the Cuzco area of Peru. They had told us there that the Japanese had studied the ancient Inca methods for building walls that resist earth quakes, and here was the result.
I had an appointment at 4 to go see the Canadian Emassy compound where my dad had been detained with all his colleagues for the first nine months of the second world war. Ambassador Clugston kindly showed me around the reception areas and the grounds. I recognized some of the features of the house and the garden from the pictures we found in dad’s files.
Figured out the subway to get back to the hotel, and retired early to catch up on my sleep.