It is getting cooler but I cannot yet put away my bell-shaped summer dress. I love the way it sways when I walk. Lightheartedly. Cheerfully. I also had my hair cut short the other day. The autumn wind is cool and feels wonderful on the skin. The change of seasons, though short, is a refreshing time.
20,000 people are visiting Tokyo this week for the sessions of the International Monetary Fund. Marunouchi, the financial district of Tokyo is full of foreigners and many events are being held. It is great to see so many foreign visitors. After the disaster last year and the following accident at Fukushima 1, not many foreigners visited Japan. Yet, the country recovered and though a lot of work is needed in the towns and villages which were wiped off by the tsunami, Japan is alive and well.
The other day they opened the renovated building of Tokyo Station. One of the oldest buildings in Tokyo, it stands there, seeing more than 3,000 trains a day (imagine there were only 2 trains when it opened in 1914.) I like the contrast of the station building in the foreground and the skyscrapers in the background – like everything in Tokyo, this scenery is a perfect blend of old and new.
Though I am not Japanese I call Japan my home now. I marvel at this nation which has survived and recovered from some of the world’s worst disasters over and over again. I think my colleagues and friends do not realize how extraordinary they and their fellow people are. What I hear from them all so often is that they are grateful to their family, their friends and the community (the community usually comes first in such expressions) who have supported them all the way through the hardships. But… think about this – everybody who says so is somebody’s family, somebody’s friend and a member of the community.
It has been 1 year and 7 months since the disaster.
I wish you a peaceful day.