On our way home, we stumbled upon a shrine, and there was a party going on! Singing, dancing, beating the drum. The dancing was the equivalent of our "line dancing" - except they were wearing beautiful kimonos and using tai chi type moves. Some younger people were dancing in their modern clothes, so it was a mix of old and new. The lanterns and gate that lined the steps to the party glowed a magnificent red. Stunning!
The thought of leaving Tokyo tomorrow brings tears to my eyes. I don't ever want to leave.
