Katrina W.
Yelp
Love ya, Shibuya.
Not in the least because you introduced me to the world of intuitive vending machines. A vending machine that guesses what I want based on its assumption of my gender and emotional expression? WHAT.
JR upstairs, subway around the corner and downstairs. Between the lines, it's super easy to get distracted by the shiny lights and stores of Shibuya crossing. If I'm not in a hurry like everyone else around me, I might give in. If not, I'll keep following signs until I make it to a platform.
You're my favorite hub, a huge fast-moving bear of a hub that connects me with everywhere I want to be. I love watching ladies clicking confidently down your stairs on high heels, schlepping shopping treasures, waving friends goodbye after some dinner and drinks.
I love seeing immaculate and diverse fashions on all ages and genders. You're where we saw our first real-life Sweet Lolita. All delirious from jet-lag, my friend nearly lost composure, and I felt like I'd come home.
You're fun and frantic and fascinating all hours of the day, except midnight - 5am, when the bars are still open, but sadly, you're closed.