We met Haji on the train platform around two o'clock and headed to Yokohama. From there we took the subway a couple of stops. It was our first time on the subway which is about the same as the trains except that the stations were underground. We were able to use our train passcards to pay for the trip.
By three we were staring at one of the gates that mark the entrances to China Town. The Chinese have a more extravagant flair than the Japanese - just wait until you see the temple.
China town smells burned. Like the smell you get when you leave popcorn in the microwave for too long after it stops popping. The smell wore off after a while to be replaced by other smells I couldn't name. One of them might have been duck.
Or maybe lobster - though I'm pretty sure these ones were fake.
I wanted to see three things while we were there - two temples and a museum - but my map was useless so we just wandered around until we tripped over one. Chinatown was big, but not big enough that you'd get lost.
The first temple we found was Kantei-byo, which is dedicated to the god of business. Chinese temples seem to have less vegetation and far more decoration than Japanese temples. Everything that could be carved painted or gilded was. Gold sparkled everywhere and incense was thick in the air.
Also it was much, much cooler. The first couple of floors were shopping the second couple were food and a little booth that said information and ticketing. Beside the booth was a little silver turnstile through which we could see two copies of the Mona Lisa hanging side by side next to a clock. The sign under the clock said let's challenge. Obviously we were intrigued. The banner showing a woman being plucked up and eaten by a six foot tall head further fueled our curiosity.
Inside we found this:
And the aforementioned copies of famous paintings hanging in pairs. This turned out to be a spot the difference exercise. The Mona Lisa, for example, was sticking her tongue out in one version. Evidently, we were in an optical illusion museum.
We found the real fun on the second floor. As we rounded the landing on a flight of stairs we saw this.
Grant said this one looked so real that he didn't want to walk on it to get to the next room.
Once we had escaped the clutches of the huge man we rushed across the street to see the last temple before it closed.