Imagine a hot and humid air. Imagine a huge crowd pushing you. Imagine a sound of flute and drums, and again, lots of people.
I wanted to give you a whiff of Japanese summer.
On Friday night a few weeks back, I came across a summer festival on a small street. The street is narrow, but the line of dancers continued for about an hour. Each group dressed up slightly differently from the others, and it was fun to watch.
Categories: **ENGLISH**, 2. Diary
I remember summer festivals (and humid air :-)and I loved them …
Yes, you came at the hottest time of the year! Glad you have many good memories from Japan :)