In every
city, there exist portals to another time for those who can find them. Tokyo has several.
Atago Shrine is one such. I find it tucked not too far from downtown Tokyo, although a century away in the past. 81 steep steps to the shrine, as some suitclad young men eye me suspiciously, a mildly overweight Indian man solemnly soldiering up, and give me collective thumbs up when I look back panting from the top.
The shrine is an olden Japanese structure clad in old trees and a kind of hush, a sleepy cat lording over this shaded kingdom. (The priestesses of Bast, or perhaps the kin of Hello Kitty, are everywhere in Japan.)
Alongside the shrine is a pond rippling with huge well-fed red, orange and white fish, that swarm and fight like a pack of street dogs to earn scraps from the visitors.
I would love to spend an hour or two, but there's so much to see.
| The gates of Atago Shrine |
| A peep down the stairs |
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| The Fish Pond at Atago Shrine, Tokyo |
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| The fish flock to the feeders |


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