The sky was beautiful yesterday after 2-3 days of wind and some rain which made for some interesting light and conditions. So I took a walk along the now intimate-to-me Tamagawa near my home.
Lovers near Shinmaruko bridge.
This young fellow and I kept running into each other---literally.
"I can ride it myself, ma" he decided a little further up the river.
As he continued to ride, I went back to looking for photos in the amazing light.
And as I did, the young fellow with the unjustified-self-confidence circled around to where I was. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw him approach and then topple off his bicycle-with-training-wheels at my feet."Excuse me," I said. He got up and said nothing while looking at me with a bit of concern in his eyes.
"Are you OK?" I asked as I handed him his mother's hat which had dropped out of the basket on the front of his bike.
"I'm OK," he said, relieved that I would not eat him. As I handed him another bag that he had dropped, his mother ran over and said "Thank you" in English.
I didn't know exactly what she was thanking me for, but since such events are never simple matters in Tokyo, I replied, "You're welcome." Thus ended this encounter between the young guy and his ma and the forever-foreigner.
Jogging along the river.
I got back to Denenchofu station a little earlier than planned, and the light was still excellent. In a month or so, there will be one main type of weather. Rain.
