Japan

  • Mount Fuji

    Snow drifted from a forlorn sky as our train pulled away from Shinjuku. Despite being crammed with bodies, the carriage was a vessel of serenity after the clamour and confusion of the station. A polite hush reigned, eyes withdrawing to… Continue reading

    Mount Fuji
  • Shinjuku

    Shinjuku station is the human equivalent of an anthill. Every day millions pour through its labyrinth of malls, concourses and platforms in continuous, faceless streams. Incomprehensible at the macro level, on the ground everything appears to operate seamlessly; trains arrive… Continue reading

    Shinjuku