Every weekend had 1 or 2 or 6 or 10 in and around the city.
As much as I loved living there, it was not always enough. Going to some random country’s fair at Yoyogi Park or heading to a suburb for their local delicacies helped keep me involved and integrated into life in the city.
Living in Chattanooga and not Tokyo means that I can take advantage of festivals. There are at least 3 right now every weekend — Friday night downtown, Saturday night on the river, and Sunday morning at the farmer’s market.
Do they have the international flair of Tokyo’s? Are they as expansive? Do they require 2 or more train transfers? No.
However, they scratch that itch for me.
I don’t agree with how we got here or what the current policy is for people to go to such events, but I have to say they provide me with a scratch of that itch.
I’m struggling right now, like a lot of people are. To be able to go somewhere and do something, instead of camping out on a couch and consuming content, sometimes keeps from having a bad day.
It’s not much, but it is more that something.