新豊橋 - part IX - Fireworks & Katana (花火&刀)

Just had to pop to the shop quickly and thought should I really take my camera with me...?  I did and am fucking well glad I did...

This first one though is something odd that happened a couple of hours ago... I heard a load of bangs and then guys running and shouting through the street. 'Have the Tories got in again...?' I thought for a fraction of a second, before sense and reality came back...




Yeah, so pretty happy I did take the camera with me because of this next footage. Tiny little kids, must have been around five or six-ish, and they were playing with actual fireworks. And that is a perfectly ordinary English sentence.



Their fearlessness is impressive. Kids in England are usually permitted to hold sparklers under the eagle eye of a parental figure. These kids had free reign with a whole bunch of low-yield explosives, the chosen device of ignition and total freedom to set them off in the street. Fucking hell.




So many people are this friendly... esepcially if you're foreign... I guess you're a bit of a novelty.




Lesson learnt.


On my way past the gallery I was in the day before, I got a snap of the two pieces in the window.

And these are the style of pictures he did. Either the little characters as in the left (but there often was no colour), or more traditional, archaic designs such as the one on the right.

This is the start of the main bit of Hirokoji dori... it actually goes for ages in the other direction, but it's more residential.

Going back to Hirokoji dori though, this time El Mexico was open, so I got some actual photos this time.

Outside El Mejico. Those dead-looking things on the left appeared to be the pelts of skinned rabbits. They're either real, or highly impressive fabrications.

SWORDS.




On the way back. Yeah.. the power button on the camera is pretty fucking sensitive and it's really starting to get on my tits.




I debated putting this in at all. It really does highlight just how shit and unaware of this camera I am. I seem to have no fucking concept whatsoever of where I'm pointing the thing. It really is quite vexing.　The tiny addition to the group could have been no older than three.

Yeah... sometimes it's hard to judge where I'm pointing the camera... it is something I suck at, therefore it is something I will work at not sucking at.

So this concludes a highly unexpected turn of events. I will always take my camera with me whenever I leave the house, coz you really never know what's gonna happen next


よろしくお願いします