Hey! I dreamed about visiting a nonexistent amusement park with you last night. Your travel journals are evidently working into my dreams.

As so often in Japan, the jumbling together of the sacred and profane is particularly striking, as in this sight of floating torii hard by a flock of swan pedaloes, a little further down the lake.

I really like that photograph. The mass of cherry blossoms against the night sky is also great.