It is two days a really rotten time on Tokyo. Cold, drizzling rain, pervert and continuous background of low clouds and gray. A thankless but nonetheless favorable time to visit museums, exhibitions and markets. What I used my last two days.
Wednesday I went to 10 hours of the guest house the museum management Edo-Tokyo. In my dorm, almost all of the occupants were still under the duvet when I left, discouraged by the gloom. The museum consists of two parts: the so-called Edo period (17th
until the mid 19th), former name of Tokyo as Kyoto was the capital of Japan, and the period of 1868 (date of restoration of the empire under the Meiji dynasty) to today. Models of Edo Castle, detailed explanations on the lives of warriors, merchants, nobles and common people, period costumes, manuscripts and printed books spread out along a very pleasant journey. The museum itself is a huge hall with 6 floors, including 2 dedicated to the permanent exhibition. In the section on modern Tokyo, you understand how Japan, previously very isolated, opened under the Emperor Meiji to the world. A section is also devoted to earthquakes, another in the 39-45 war and the bombing that destroyed much of Tokyo. Upon leaving I made a quick tour of the Sumo Museum, which is actually a tiny gallery outlining the colorful costumes of several generations of referees, Gyoji, armed with their kind of pan pizza (the gunbai). A TV broadcast of the fighting in explaining different techniques. 
Today I got up at dawn to go to the Tsukiji fish market, just the world's largest of its kind. After passing through a loading area for trucks, you come to the market where wholesalers refourguent fish bought at auction earlier to retailers. There are approximately 700 stands, crossed by small lanes which do not stop moving workers on foot or in a small cargo transport of goods. So be careful not to interfere with workers, and not getting crushed. The excitement is high among those who cut fish, store it in polystyrene boxes, stack boxes, transport boxes, ranging from congélos to run stalls in the alleys where no one knows why. At the bottom of each pit stands a small counter held mostly by women. Men and women manipulate matter. I think I saw all kinds of fish, crustaceans, molluscs and I knew, and many others that I did not know. Also I now know where is the bluefin tuna that would begin to fail in our oceans: the Tsukiji market stalls, dozens, hundreds, thousands of pounds. It delivers bluefin tuna with a vengeance. A Shortly before I arrived (around 7am), the auction had ended. It seems that the show is worth seeing, but hey I saw not too get up at 4am.
On leaving I walked in the Ginza district - always in the gray and the rain I would remind you - to admire the iconic scene of Kabukiza, wedged between buildings and modern skyscrapers and chic sky-business. The theater burned down, destroyed by earthquakes, then by the bombing, finally rebuilt in 1951,
is promised for the destruction in one or two weeks to be replaced on the horizon 2013 by a more modern room, to the dismay of supporters of the beautiful building ... I could stop lunch at Asterix for the trip, but it was still a little early ^ ^ Instead, I made a break for lunch at the guest house, the time of booking my hotel in Kyoto, and this afternoon I strolled through the shops of Ikebukuro, the shopping mecca in Tokyo. A mall is housed in a tower of 60 floors and has the sweet name of Sunshine City. It includes, inter alia, an aquarium, a planetarium, and two floors of restaurants in themed environments (sponsored by the giant NAMCO video game). The auto show Toyota is right next door, you can admire the latest models and make a game of Gran Turismo seats that move in all directions:) A little later, the street is the Otome for the neighborhood Akiba (this district dedicated to anime and manga), but for girls. This means basically that the stories of various high school and heroines are all cute replaced by stories of high school cute. I borrowed a discreet staircase to go into one of these stores, and I found myself surrounded by about fifty teenagers absorbed into radiation. The cashiers were in good laugh Seeing me, this is apparently not uncommon to see a guy in these highly specialized bookstores ^ ^ I quickly turned around to go and dine in a restaurant of ramen and tempura (fried vegetables fish or meat) , far more welcoming:) Fingers crossed for a lull in heaven tomorrow!
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