The Story of Osaka

A lone traveller ventures along a street – he looks through the windows of welcoming hospitality, hesitation is broken by friendly chatter in a foreign language – the tone is unmistakable though – “come eat with us and share your travels, let us be a story for you to tell”. Another street, another conversation waiting to be had….

Bright lights, entertainment, side streets, back alleys, this city is humming. Food, music, strange smells and sounds...Osaka – I love you.

We are in traditional accommodation in the middle of a fast-paced, evolving city that, like myself, loves the night. There is darkness and light here, each street has a life of its own, its fables to tell, its secrets to hide....

Tell me your stories Osaka – I’m listening.