Today was work, and then extended work-post-work-work. Or that was the plan. Along with a colleague we travelled west after work to attend a presentation of a documentary about the protest movement around Parliament House, the type of which I visited (and posted about) last Friday.
Like the tugs on the port today, I worked quite hard so we could then race off to the presentation. Well, let's just say the tugs did a better job today. We went west, arrived in time for a quick meal, found the venue...only to be locked out because the tickets had all been sold...
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| Tug tugging |
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| Three little tugs racing |
Never mind, we can join another time apparently. And of course I will, for research purposes, naturally.
That meant an earlier than planned trip home via Shinjuku, one of the major Tokyo hubs. I noticed a sign not unlike the Brisbane sign in Shinjuku, in a fleeting social media moment a few weeks ago. So, when in Brisbane, shoot the Brisbane sign, when in Shinjuku...
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| It's a sign... |
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| ...like another sign |
...well, compare notes. The Shinjuku sign has its own level of cool, I guess, as these things go.
{Camera : iPhone 6S, 11.54am, 4.08pm, 7.10pm; 25 May 2016]
