Tsukiji! We made it!
On our first two trips to Japan, hubby and I totally failed to visit Tokyo's Tsukiji Fish Market, partly due to sheer laziness (come on, you had to get there for 5 am for chrissakes) and partly due to contrariness because everyone said we ABSO. LUTELY. HAD. TO. GO.
But when folk we knew began to make out like we were some kind of losers who didn't really like food, something finally snapped inside me and we went.
At half-six that is - a girl needs her beauty sleep.
Soooo we missed the famous tuna auctions, but I didn't care to watch anyway (and no, Greta Scacchi did not influence me in anyway), and there was still plenty to see.
Mainly six foot tall gaijin with big hair and freaking enormous SLRs.
I jest, there was also a lot of fish.
I guess it was kind of cool looking at all the different creatures, and it was really cool that my cousin acted as a guide for us (he speaks fluent Japanese and used to work as a sushi chef).
However, it was obvious that we were just getting in everyone's way and to be honest we were glad to leave.
So would I go again? Nuh-huh. The smell of blood and guts alone will stay with me for a long time.
Oh, and sushi for breakfast is not a good idea, but I'll save that for another post.
Anyway, here's my fishy picspam for your delectation:
Unagi aka eel
Ama-ebi aka sweet shrimp eaten raw on sushi