The Walk Home 96/365

It's my second last day in Tokyo and I spent most of it gift-buying for the kids and grandkids. Just one keeper today; this guy walking ahead of me with a few groceries this evening was marginally faster than me as I was soaking up the atmosphere and keenly looking around, trying not to miss anything. The light drizzle has kept the socialites out of the parks this evening, but I did see a taxi driver having his bento box dinner in the back seat of his cab, before the nightshift started and the guy who works in the tiny business near the hotel using an air blower to remove the rice flower from both his machinery and himself. 
Almost completely packed and read to go. {{sad face}}