隅田川花火大会 SUMIDAGAWA FIREWORKS FESTIVAL

[tokyodisa]

Who: Everybody!
What: Tokyo Day Three: fireworks festival
When: Thursday, 18/July -- evening
Where: Hotel or Sumida
Rating: pretty

Tonight, in the sky, there are fireworks.

You can see them from the hotel window, but for a better look -- so suggests the helpful concierge at the desk -- you'll want to head to Sumida, where locals and tourists alike gather on the edge of the Sumida River.

[ Watch fireworks from the hotel | Watch fireworks from Sumida ]

[Technically the festival is supposed to happen on the last Saturday of July, but whatever! It's Paradisa. For more information on the festival please visit here, and you can watch YouTube videos here.]

Comments

[molotov]

[Molotov is quiet too, even after he asks her a question.]

I am tired.

[samson]

Well... you spent about a day screaming and crying, so... that makes sense.

[molotov]

I have the right to do it, you know.

[samson]

I know you do. I'm just saying, that's why you're tired.

[molotov]

And you are fat.

[samson]

Oh, wow! We're getting a divorce. [Snuggles anyway.]

[molotov]

Good, then I can go marry a better man.

[samson]

Pfft. We've been over this before. I'm pretty much top-of-the-line in this joint.

[molotov]

I am pretty sure there are better men around here. Ones that do not stink up my bathroom.

[samson]

Whoa, there's no need to be crude, Molotov.

[molotov]

You are the crude one.

[samson]

Pfft. Naw, I'm like a delicate flower or some shit.

[molotov]

Delicate as a cactus, maybe.

[samson]

It counts.

[molotov]

Does not.

[samson]

Cactuses have flowers. It totally counts.

[The fireworks are beginning to start though, so he just pulls her a little closer to him, resting his cheek on top of her head. Maybe he'll win the argument by virtue of it being too loud to continue...]

[molotov]

[She sighs and wraps her arms around his waist. Her eye is closed, she's not even watching the fireworks, but it doesn't matter.]