a The Transit Lounge: Singing Cicadas

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...

Thursday, August 13

Singing Cicadas

I was in Shinagawa earlier this week and the song of this little fellow was deafening. It seriously sounded like a power tools were being used.



My friend Danyk recently wrote a story about the sounds of the different cicadas. Japan has 4 types and each type has a unique song. Depending on the time of year and day depends on which song you will hear. Osaka apparently has all 4 cicadas as it gets much hotter down there, whereas Tokyo has 3.

I have no idea what this one was singing about, except that he sure knows how to make himself heard.

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