I promise when stateside to inundate you with the tons of photos I’ve taken, but today’s shot is more mundane.
I always forget how insanely close to the road Japanese houses can be. Not all houses, but many. Like this one. I always think this wouldn’t work for me–not because of the noise, but because I’m usually scuffing into my shoes as I’m opening the door and heading out. I would lose my life, or at least shoes, in a New York minute. Somehow though that doesn’t seem to be an issue here. Because neighborhood streets are neither littered with bodies or shoes.