a The Transit Lounge: Getting Misty-Eyed

Back in the Day: I had a quarter life crisis, headed to Osaka, Japan for the unknown–only to discover that a passport plane ride are not necessarily a ticket to escape. Some Years Later: Settled back in Oz, the man of my dreams ended up in Tokyo for work–which is how a passport and plane ride showed me home is where the heart is. And Now: Well as luck would have it, we are about to embark on Japan Mark 3, with a baby in tow and another on the way...

Sunday, August 16

Getting Misty-Eyed

On a hot, humid, summer's day, this contraption found in the streets of Shibuya was an absolute find.

It was just the perfect amount of cool and mist to refresh you was you walked by, without making you damp or leaving you with the need to wipe anything out of your eyes. Found some more in Ropongi Hills too. These misters should really be on every street corner, with the vending machines.

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