On Wednesday I visited my friend, Dave, in Ogikubo. He’s 98 years old now and has trouble getting around by himself. We usually take care of things like computer upgrades, run errands, and go out to lunch at the station. Dave also had a home dentist visit that day.
On the way back from the station, we took a taxi to his apartment. The taxi was a new type, with sliding doors, easy entry for him, and a big Tokyo Paralympics logo on the side.
The driver was especially nice and insisted on taking Dave’s wheelchair himself and folding it up and putting it in the trunk. He helped Dave get in the cab, and get out again, and made sure he was settled properly. Just an unusually helpful and friend taxi driver.
It wasn’t until I saw the driver get back into the taxi that I noticed for the first time… he only had one arm. His left shirtsleeve was tucked up to his shoulders. I saw how he turned the car around using just one arm as he smiled to us and drove away.
Dave has been sort of down lately because he mostly is confined to a wheelchair now. When I told Dave, he was actually moved to tears.
I’ve stumbled across a mystery.
Lately I have been going on walks around my neighborhood for exercise, and to explore. While walking, I came across this sign on a concrete wall pointing to a library. “Cool,” I thought. “I haven’t been to a library in many years.” So I followed the sign to check it out.
Here is the sign on the wall saying the library entrance is to the left, down this street.
A little ways up the street there is another sign saying the library entrance is still to the left.
Then I come to this gate, and the sign still points to the library entrance being to the left.
Finally I come to this clearly marked property entrance which has the name of the library and operating hours. It is open now.
To the left of the wall with the hours posted is another wall with a book drop for returning books.
Between the wall with the sign and the wall with the book drop is an open gate with a parking lot, and two bicycles are parked there. And you can see the doors.
And here’s the door. It is locked and the reads, “This is not an entrance.” There is an arrow pointing to the library entrance to the right and an elementary school entrance to the left. But the door on the right is also locked, and it has the same sign on it.”
I leave the parking lot and continue down the street to the next corner and there is a sign pointing me back to the library entrance.
But there is no library entrance anywhere…
Where is the entrance?
Who parked the bicycles in the parking lot?
I pondered these questions as I continued on my walk…
The weather is beautiful today now that the typhoon has passed. The skies are a clear, brilliant blue. But the winds are very strong, and at times I could barely pedal on my bicycle.
This 10 second video shows what it looks like along the Nakagawa. The waters are churned up, so the water is muddied, and the waves make it look almost like the seashore.
The water, at least at the time I went out, almost reached the lower sidewalk along the river, but didn’t overflow. It probably overflowed in the middle of the storm.
Below the video are a couple of still photos. The leaves are still just starting to turn.
My iPhone automatically generated this video today from Cathy’s visit to Tokyo, 13 years ago today. It was fun!