Tsukiji (sort-of), Imperial Palace, and National Museum of Modern Art

Some days are perfect because the light turns green as you get to the intersection and the weather is sunny but not too hot.  Other days are perfect because the fish market is having one of its arbitrary fixed holidays and the rain makes the Imperial Gardens glow a brighter green.

Our feet are slowly drying in this third hour of our Shinkansen trip back to Takarazuka.   As we walked in the rain, we quickly oscillated between the solace of empty peaceful paths with the sound of pattering raindrops, and the misery of wet feet and heavy backpacks.  We ventured to a sleeping fish market, a restorative street-side soba noodle breakfast, a walk through the Imperial Palace, and a visit to the National Museum of Modern Art.  It was a beautiful day.  Tokyo was good to us.