(more pix of the Tsukiji Fish Market)
The day after going to Kamakura, Derrick, Chikako, Ian and I got up at 5am to go to the Tsukiji fish market. Derrick's father Bill almost came along but sadly just missed us. The night before the four of us tried to get some of the other wedding attendees fired up about going but bizarrely no one else wanted to get up at dawn to watch strangers buy and sell fish in a language they couldn't understand. Still, we thought there might be a chance they would change their minds so we told everyone if they wanted to go just to be downstairs at 5am in the lobby.
Apparently our arguments worked their magic on Bill's brain overnight. Or maybe he just couldn't sleep due to jet-lag. Anyway, he got up at just before 5 when he heard my door bang close (we were neighbours, Bill and I) and followed me down to the lobby a couple of minutes later. But to no avail; we had left seconds beforehand. Bill was quite despondent and while we enjoyed the hustle and bustle of the world's largest fish market and tuna auction, he meandered next door to the 24 hour convenience store and checked out the packages of dried fish snacks.
Actually, I have no idea if that's true or not, but that would have been the sensible thing to do.
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