I have been missing Ikebukuro which is a district of Toshima ward in Tokyo.
It’s a place which I have called my second home because when I travel to Japan, I stay there each time.
Sometimes it’s hard for me to believe that after staying in Ikebukuro for many years prior to the pandemic, it’s been neary two years since I have been there. But the longer this lack of traveling goes on, it’s just a feeling that just doesn’t seem right and I have to be truthful, it really bums me out.
There was something about travel that invigorates me. In fact, it so energizing that I would work out, I would get into these pumped up moods because I knew I would be traveling, walking many, many miles and discovering new places.
I feel that, with what looks like another year of no travel internationally, it makes life feel just average.
I don’t know if this sounds sad, but it’s coming to the point where I’m watching my videos I shot on my trip and just playing them, because I miss things so much.
Fortunately, I’m a patient man.
I can only hope for the safety of everyone, things do get better.
I’ve read of how much has changed in Ikebukuro due to the pandemic. A lot of places I once visited are no longer, and the numbers of covid cases have increased.
It’s sad but we have to try to be positive and continue to hold on to hope.
Nevertheless, there is an urge for me to travel and wanting to visit my second home. But fortunately I’m patient enough to wait a little longer.
